Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Reject Me!

Lennox's POV

For a moment, the room was dead silent.

Only her ragged breathing and the pounding of my own furious heartbeat filled the air.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Reject her?

Set each other free?

As if it would be that easy. As if I could ever let her go.

Louis let out a low, warning growl beside me. Levi looked like he was about to lose his mind.

And me?

I snapped.

I closed the distance between us in a blink, grabbing her wrists and slamming her back onto the bed. Her body bounced beneath me as I pinned her down, caging her with my arms, my face inches from hers.

"Don't you dare," I growled, my voice so low it was almost unrecognizable. "Don't you ever say that again."

Tears filled her eyes, but she glared up at me with the same fiery stubbornness that drove me mad.

"I can't live like this anymore!" she cried. "Living every day wondering if today will be the day you finally hate me enough to reject me—"freēwēbnovel.com

"You think we ever wanted to hate you?" Louis barked, stepping forward.

"You think we are happy about this?" Levi added, his voice a guttural snarl.

I leaned closer, my forehead pressing against hers, trying to breathe her in, trying to control myself.

But she glared up at me. "I wish I was mated to someone else… someone who would…"

Without another thought, I crashed my mouth onto hers.

It wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle.

It was raw, desperate, furious.

Our Teeth clashing. Our Breath stolen.

Olivia gasped beneath me, stunned for a split second before her hands, those fists that had been hitting me just moments ago, grabbed at my hair and pulled me closer.

I groaned into her mouth, the taste of her — sweet, angry, mine — sending fire straight through my veins.

Louis and Levi didn't stay back either.

I felt them on either side of us — Louis's hand trailing up her thigh, Levi's fingers brushing her waist.

She moaned against my lips, her body arching up into mine instinctively, seeking more.

God, it was like she was made to fit between us.

I pulled back slightly, just enough to see her lips — swollen, wet, trembling — before I growled, "You're not leaving us, Olivia. We won't let you."

Louis's hands slid higher, pushing her thighs apart, while Levi tilted her face toward him, capturing her mouth in another deep, bruising kiss.

She whimpered into him, and it made my cock throb painfully against my pants.

I trailed my hand along her bare stomach, feeling her shiver under my touch, her body so sensitive, so responsive.

Louis leaned down, pressing his mouth to her inner thigh, biting gently, while Levi pulled away from the kiss and kissed along her jaw, down her throat.

Her head tilted back, her lips parting with a soft cry of pleasure.