h4Chapter 368: Shower/h4

    Olivia’s POV

    Lennox’s answering growl rumbled against my lips, vibrating through my chest as if my very bones responded to him. His hands slid down, gripping the hem of my soaked clothes, tugging them upward. The wet fabric clung stubbornly to my skin, but he tore it away piece by piece, stripping me bare until the steam wrapped around every inch of me. His gaze burned as it swept over me, hunger zing in his eyes.

    "Mine," he whispered, almost reverent, before dropping to his knees. The spray of water rained down over both of us as his hands spread my thighs apart, his breath ghosting hot against my core. My knees trembled, but his grip kept me steady, anchoring me against the shower wall.

    The first touch of his tongue made my head fall back, a gasp tearing from my throat. He licked me slowly, teasing, savoring, before diving deeper, his mouth iming me with a hunger that made my wolf howl inside me. His tongue circled,pped, and flicked until my body writhed against him, my hands tangling desperately in his wet hair.

    "Lennox..." I moaned, my voice breaking, the sound echoing off the tiled walls.

    He growled against me, the vibration making me shudder as he devoured me, drinking in every sound I made. My legs threatened to give way, but he held me firm, his mouth working me closer and closer to the edge until I was unraveling in his hands.

    When he finally pulled away, his lips glistened, his eyes wild and dark with need. He rose in one fluid movement, pinning me to the wall, his mouth crashing back onto mine. I tasted myself on his tongue, the mingled heat between us dizzying.

    My trembling fingers slid down his chest, wrapping around the thick length of him, stroking once, twice, before I sank to my knees in front of him. The water poured over us, steam rising as I took him into my mouth. His head dropped back, a deep, guttural sound spilling from his throat as my tongue worked him, sucking hard, taking more until his hands tangled desperately in my hair.

    "Fuck, Olivia..." he groaned, his voice ragged, his body shaking with restraint.

    I hollowed my cheeks, tasting every inch of him, loving the way his control frayed with every movement of my lips. When I finally released him, his breathing was heavy, his eyes wild with lust.

    He yanked me back up, spinning me to face the wall, his chest pressed hot against my back. His hands slid down my hips, gripping hard, positioning me.

    "You want this?" he growled in my ear, his voice deep, dangerous, trembling with need.

    "Yes," I gasped, arching into him. "Please, Lennox."

    With a fierce growl, he thrust into me, filling mepletely, stretching me until a cry tore from my throat. Lennox’s growl ripped through the steam as he drove into me again and again, his hips mming against mine with unrelenting force. Each thrust stole my breath, dragging sounds from my throat I couldn’t control. The shower wall was cold beneath my palms, but his heat against my back consumed me, filling me until nothing existed but him.

    "Fuck, Olivia..." he snarled into my ear, his teeth grazing my neck. His pace quickened, deeper, harder, until sparks burst behind my eyes. My wolf cried out, wing for release, for the bond, for him.

    "Lennox!" I gasped.

    He reached around, his hand slipping between my thighs, circling my swollen clit with ruthless precision. My legs buckled, pleasure crashing through me like lightning. My release tore me apart, shattering me against him as my scream echoed in the mist.

    Lennox’s thrusts grew rougher, frantic, his chest vibrating with another guttural growl. He buried himself deep onest time, his body shaking as he spilled inside me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. For a long moment, we clung to each other, our bodies trembling, our breaths mingling in the steam.

    I thought it was over. I thought we’d copse against the tiles, spent. But then—

    A low chuckle rumbled from behind us. "So..." a voice drawled, rich and teasing, "we’re having fun without me?"

    My eyes flew open, my heart lurching. I turned my head just enough to see Levi leaning against the bathroom doorframe, water droplets from the steam clinging to his dark hair, his smirk both wicked and hungry. His eyes burned as they roamed over me, still pinned to the wall, Lennox’s hands possessive on my hips.

    "Levi—" I breathed, heat flooding me all over again.

    He stepped forward, closing the distance with deliberate slowness, every movement radiating dominance. His hand caught my chin, tilting my head so I had no choice but to meet his gaze.

    "Tsk," he murmured, his thumb brushing over my swollen lips. "And here I thought you’d wait for me."

    In one swift motion, Levi scooped me into his arms, carrying me out of the shower and setting me down on the bathroom counter. My back pressed against the cool surface, steam curling around us as his hands slid down my thighs, forcing them apart.

    His smirk widened, his voice low and seductive. "Open wider for me, love."

    Levi bent forward, his mouth brushing along my jaw, down my throat, before he pulled back just enough to smirk at me again. "So wet already," he murmured, his voice a purr. "Was that all for Lennox... or for me too?"

    "Both," I whispered, shame and desire tangling in my voice.

    His answering growl vibrated through me. Without hesitation, Levi lined himself up, the thick head of him pressing against my slick entrance. My body clenched in anticipation, desperate and ready.

    "Levi—" I gasped, but my plea turned into a cry as he thrust in hard, burying himself inside me in one rough stroke.

    The sound that tore from his throat was primal, feral. His hands gripped my hips, holding me in ce as he pulled back and mmed into me again, the counter jolting under the force. My nails scraped against the surface, my head falling back as pleasure ricocheted through me.

    "Fuck, you feel perfect," Levi snarled, his pace already brutal, relentless. "So tight for me... taking me so good."

    My body arched, caught between the sharp edge of the counter and the ruthless drive of his hips. Lennox’s hand came up, stroking my hair back, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he whispered, "That’s it, Olivia. Take him. Take all of us."

    Levi’s thrusts grew faster, harder, his teeth gritted, his groans mixing with my cries. The wet p of skin, the hiss of steam, the sound of our ragged breaths filled the bathroom, drowning out everything else.

    When Levi angled his hips, hitting that spot deep inside me, I shattered. My scream ripped through the mist, my body convulsing as another orgasm crashed over me, harder and fiercer than thest.

    "Fuck—yes," Levi roared, his rhythm breaking as his release imed him. He buried himself deep, his grip bruising on my thighs as he spilled into me with a guttural growl.

    Before my breath could steady, the bathroom door creaked again. My head jerked toward the sound—and there he was.

    Louis.

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