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Before I could answer, Lennox stepped back slightly, shaking his head, his brows furrowed. “She is not sure,” he said, his voice low and rough. “She is just overwhelmed, Olivia. This is a lot.”
It was Lennox.
And finally… Lennox.
Lennox was the first to move. He stepped in without hesitation and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. I melted into him, my face pressed against the familiar warmth of his shirt, his scent surrounding me–cedar, smoke, and something purely him.
Thick. Tense. Electrified.
He kissed me like a starving man, like someone trying to consume a memory before it disappeared again. I whimpered into his mouth, feeling my pussy clench as his hands gripped my waist, dragging me closer, desperate and breathless, like he needed me to
breathe.
I gasped into his mouth as his thumb brushed across my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress, the sensation shooting straight to my core. My wolf let out a soft, involuntary moan inside me.
It was heat and hunger and years of repressed feelings exploding at once.
I stepped toward him, rising onto my toes to press my lips to his. He didn’t wait. His hands came up instantly, one gripping my waist, the other sliding up my front, his palm molding to my breast. 1
“I want you,” I said before I could stop myself.
His hand slid around my waist, firm and possessive. His other hand tangled in my hair, anchoring me to him.
Then I turned to Levi. He was already watching me, his eyes dark with emotion, his lips parted. I didn’t hesitate–I kissed him too. Slower this time. Deeper.
I didn’t even give him time to react. I cupped his jaw and pulled him down to me. Our
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mouths met, and this kiss–gods, this one set me on fire. 5
My hand slipped down between us, brushing against the hard line of his cock through his pants. He inhaled sharply, the sound shaky and raw, his hips twitching at my teasing touch.
It was soft. Gentle. But it was also passionate.
And I did.
Then Levi and Louis stood too, and before I could process it, we were all wrapped up in one big, tangled hug. Their arms around me, their bodies pressed close. It was overwhelming in the best way.
Three pairs of eyes locked onto me at once.
I gasped, startled, then immediately melted into the heat of the body holding me.
That made all three of them laugh. Really laugh–like a weight had been lifted, even if only slightly.
And goddess… I felt wanted.
And then–suddenly–I was off the ground.
Olivia’s POV
His mouth crashed into mine with a desperation that stole every breath, every thought. It wasn’t just a kiss. It was a claim. A silent declaration.
His arms wrapped around me instantly, gripping my waist as if he’d been waiting for this moment. He kissed me back with that same desperate energy–years of pain, love, confusion, and craving crashing into the space between our mouths. I moaned softly into the kiss, my fingers threading through his hair, tugging gently.
By the time I pulled away, my lips were tingling, my cheeks flushed. I could barely breathe..
I stepped closer, my voice soft but certain. “Then let me prove to you that I am.” When I pulled back, his eyes were wide, stunned, and he looked like he’d f how to breathe.
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He growled low in his throat, and I felt him lift the hem of my gown slightly, his fingertips grazing the bare skin of my thigh. My breath hitched, my whole body lit up, his touch reigniting something wild inside me.
My heart clenched at his honesty. I didn’t blame him–not after everything we’d been through. But I couldn’t let doubt ruin this moment.
emotions, or maybe I really was ovulating–but the need in my belly was unmistakable. Heavy. Achy. Raw. (2)
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