Read Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 288 Free

She nodded against me, her breath warm on my skin. “Then promise me it’ll be soon:

I knelt between her legs, my chest heaving as I looked down at her. My cock twitched again, already hardening despite what just happened.

But my hands shook at my sides,

Then I dipped my head between her thighs and tasted her.

“I want to feel you,” she said, her voice hoarse. “You don’t have to go all the way in… I just want to feel your cock between my thighs. Please.

She was stunning.

“I want you,” she said softly, but her voice didn’t waver. “The last time I checked, I have three mates, Lennox. Not two.”

I should’ve pulled back.

My wolf howled, wild and feral, pounding against the walls of my chest, begging me to close the gap. To take her. Claim her. Mark her all over again.

“I’ve got you,” I whispered, locking eyes with her.

And then… she kissed me.

Only then did I rise, kissing my way back up her body, tasting her release on my lips as I hovered over her once more..

“I do,” I whispered, lifting my gaze to meet hers. “Because I want this–us–to be right. Not rushed. Not stolen in a moment of weakness. You have three mates, remember?”

My wolf roared with approval, and I could only nod, my hand brushing through her hair as she leaned forward and took me into her mouth.

“Lennox…” she breathed, her voice trembling.

I wanted to. Goddess, I craved it.

Her breath hitched–once,/twice–and then she shattered.

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She cried out softly, her hips bucking at the first stroke of my tongue. Sweet and slie her scent and taste ignited something feral in me. I licked her slowly, deliberately, dragging my tongue through her folds before focusing on her clit–suckling gently, then flicking with precision.

She came on my mouth, her body convulsing as her climax tore through her. I didn’t stop. I held her there, carried her through it, tasted every drop of her pleasure until she was trembling, drained, glowing.

She reached for my belt, her fingers trembling slightly as she unbuckled it, then unzipped me. I sucked in a sharp breath as she freed me, her gaze flicking up to meet mine. There was no hesitation in her eyes, just desire.

Her hand gripped mine, fingers laced tightly, grounding herself as I devoured her like a man starved. Because I was. Starved of her. Of this. Of everything we’d lost.

The heat of her lips, the wet suction, the way her tongue moved with slow, deliberate strokes–it was maddening. She sucked gently at first, then deeper, her hand wrapped around my base as she worked me with exquisite skill.

Lennox’s POV

I could barely speak. I could barely breathe.

I laid her down gently, reverently, her back pressing against the cool wood while her heat scorched into me like wildfire. Her hair spilled like ink over the desk, her eyes fixed on mine–glassy, vulnerable, but full of need.

Her thighs trembled around my head.

The sight of her there–naked, flushed, eyes wide with devotion and hunger–nearly

undid me.

To take in the soft rise and fall of her chest as my thumbs brushed across her hardened nipples. She trembled. I dipped my head and took one into my mouth, sucking gently while my hand caressed the other. Her back arched, a soft cry leaving her lips as her

hair. fingers clutched at my

per, and I

Her kiss was everything. Rage, longing, heartbreak, love. It shattered my control and rewrote the rules of restraint. Her hands tangled in my hair, tugging me didn’t hesitate. I gave in. Fully. Finally.

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No hesitation. No asking.

The taste of her drove me mad.

“Yes,” she whispered, wrapping her legs around my waist. “I need you, Lennox… even if it’s just like this.”

She gave a breathless laugh–half desperate, half amused–as she buried her fingers in my hair. “I don’t care.

I leaned down, my mouth finding her breasts again, sucking one nipple gently into my mouth while my hips rolled against hers.

Her eyes fluttered open, glassy and full of something deeper than lust.

“Fuck… Olivia,” I groaned, one hand braced on the desk, the other tangled in her hair as her mouth worked me. Every flick of her tongue, every sound she made, had my legs trembling. I was close–too close–and she knew it.

I leaned in, brushing my nose against hers. “That was just the beginning, Olivia. I’ll spend forever making up for the lost time.”

And still, she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

Love.

I rocked against her one last time, slowly, deeply, letting her feel every inch of me without taking that final step. Then I stopped.

I inhaled sharply, shifting uncomfortably in my seat, the tension coiling tightly in my gut. Slowly, I forced my eyes back up to her face.

I groaned, the plea slicing through my already fraying restraint. My cock throbbed as I pressed harder between her thighs, our bodies moving like we’d never been apart.

“Olivia…” I rasped, forcing myself to take a shaky breath. “I don’t trust myself. If I touch you now, I might lose control again. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Not with words.

She simply climbed back into my lap, her thighs straddling me, her bare skin pressing into mine like a brand.