Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Dirty Secret

Olivia's POV

Lennox's eyes widened slightly before he lost his balance. He toppled backward with a thud, and I landed right on top of him.

"Ugh," he groaned, the air knocked out of him.

I scrambled to grab my clothes from his hand, but he was faster. Before I could get away, he flipped us, pinning me to the ground with ease. My breath hitched as his body pressed against mine, his heat seeping into my chilled skin.

"Alpha Lennox, get off!" I snapped, wriggling beneath him.

"I won't… in fact, I want to punish you. Push me away if you can."

He smirked and leaned down, tongue immediately finding my clit. I drew my knees together, but he forced them apart and pinned my thighs. He inhaled deeply, eyes turning completely gray.

"Fuck," he mumbled. "I've been wanting this again."

Pushing one finger inside of me, he continued to lap at my clit. I gripped the grass on the ground, trying to still my trembling body. My pussy clenched around him, and I bit my lip to muffle my moans.

He stared at me, his eyes like the sun. Daring me to push him away.

I shoved a hand through his hair, pulling him even closer. There was no pushing him away. I needed him closer, was aching to feel him inside of me, right here in these woods.

"Alpha Lennox," I said between shaky breaths.

He sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue still moving in torturous circles, and pounded two fingers deep into me.

"Someone might see us… Lennox… They will tell your brothers."

Lennox didn't stop. He continued to devour me—his stubble tickling my inner thighs, his hands pinning my legs to the ground, his fucking eyes taking in every inch of my body. I gazed around the woods, worried.

I bit my lip to hold in my moans. "Nox," I whispered. My legs began to tremble, and I knew I was seconds away from releasing myself onto him.

"Lennox, please stop."

I pressed my lips together. Oh, my Moon Goddess. I gulped, trying to draw my legs together again, but Lennox pushed them down.

"Stop," he ordered. "Look at me." I gazed down at him, then looked away. He growled and snatched my chin.

"Me," he said, voice full of dominance.

I gnawed on the inside of my cheek. "Someone might walk in," I said in a hushed voice. There was no doubt in my mind that someone might be around.

He released my chin, thrusting a finger back into my pussy and watching me squirm.

"I will finish what's mine. No one will interrupt me."

He pressed his tongue against my clit. One hand wandered up my torso to my breast, and he grasped it in his hand, pinching my nipple between his fingers.

I parted my lips, slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans, and came all over him. Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed out of me, sending me higher than I had ever been. My mind was foggy, my whole body tingling. Yet, he didn't stop massaging my clit with his tongue.

Pressure rose in my core again. I curled a hand in his hair, brows furrowing.