Chapter 666 Still Want You
Olivia’s POV
​After making sure Lennox was resting soundly, I made my way to the room next door. I needed to see Levi. I found him sprawled on the bed, looking utterly drained. His skin was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes that made my chest ache.
​”Levi?” I whispered, walking to his bedside.
​He opened his eyes slowly, a weary smile touching his lips. “How is he?”
​”Sleeping,” I said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. “And he’s better. Truly better. How are you?”
​”I’m fine, Olivia. Just… empty.” He sighed, staring up at the ceiling. After a long silence, his voice dropped, turning heavy with guilt. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for keeping his illness from you. I’m sorry for the man I became—the coldness, the secrets. I’ve made so many mistakes.”
​He turned his head to look at me, his eyes full of a painful honesty. “I understand if you want to break this bond between us. If you want to just be with Lennox and walk away from me… I won’t fight you. I’ve caused you enough grief.”
​I frowned, a spark of anger mixing with my love for him. “So that’s it? You’re just going to let me go that easily? You think I’m that fragile, Levi?”
​”Olivia, I just want you to be happy—” love you, you idiot,” I cut him off, my voice cracking. “I love Louis, and I love Lennox. I love all three of you differently, and I can’t let go of any of you. You think I can’t forgive? We are humans, Levi. We break, we make mistakes, but we heal. I love you so much, and I want our family united. All of us.”
​Levi’s breath hitched, and before he could say another word, I leaned down and captured his lips with mine. I wanted to show him that he was forgiven. I wanted him to feel that he was still mine.
​The kiss deepened instantly, fueled by the raw, desperate energy of the day. Levi groaned into my mouth, his hands coming up to grip my waist, pulling me firmly against his body. The guilt seemed to melt away, replaced by a primal, burning need.
​”Olivia,” he rasped against my skin as I moved to straddle him.
​I didn’t want to talk. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it aside. Levi’s eyes darkened, his hands sliding up my ribs to cup my breasts. I let out a shaky breath, my pussy already throbbing and soaking wet at the feel of his rough palms.
​I made quick work of my skirt and panties, throwing them onto the floor. Levi was already hard, his cock straining against his trousers. I reached down, unzipping him and freeing his thick, pulsing length. It was hot and heavy in my hand, and the sight of it made my head spin.
​”Fuck,” Levi hissed as I wrapped my fingers around him, giving him a firm squeeze.
​I didn’t wait. I lifted my hips and guided his cock to my entrance. I was so slick, so ready for him. I sank down slowly, taking every inch of him into my tight, aching pussy. I let out a long, loud moan as he filled me completely, his girth stretching my walls to the limit.
​Levi’s hands dug into my ass, his knuckles white as he began to thrust upward. I started to bounce on him, my movements frantic and hungry. The sound of our bodies colliding—the wet, rhythmic slapping of my ass against his thighs—filled the quiet room.
​”You’re mine,” Levi growled, his Alpha dominance surging back as he flipped us over. He pinned my wrists above my head, his chest heaving as he hammered into me with brutal, honest force. “Tell me you’re mine.”
​”I’m yours,” I screamed, my back arching as he hit my sweet spot over and over. “Always yours, Levi!”
​I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to feel him in my very soul. My pussy clutched at him, milking his thick cock until I felt the pressure behind my eyes reach a breaking point. Levi let out a primal roar, his body tensing as he surged inside me, his hot cum flooding my womb in thick, pulsing waves.
​The air in the room was thick with the scent of our climax, the sheets damp and tangled around our legs. Levi was still pulsing deep inside me, his head buried in the crook of my neck as we both fought to catch our breath.
​Then, the door clicked open.
​I didn’t even have the strength to pull the covers up. I looked up to see Louis standing there. He didn’t look shocked; his eyes were dark, roaming over my flushed, naked body and Levi’s sweat-slicked back. A slow, predatory smirk spread across his lips as he kicked the door shut behind him.
​”Well,” Louis murmured, his voice a low, vibrating growl as he started unbuttoning his shirt. “It seems you two are having quite a bit of fun without me.”
​Levi lifted his head, a smirk of his own playing on his lips despite his exhaustion. “There’s plenty of her to go around, Brother.”
​Louis didn’t need to be told twice. He stripped with frantic speed, his clothes hitting the floor in a heap. He walked toward the bed, his own thick, heavy cock already standing at full attention, throbbing with every step he took. He looked at me, his gaze full of an unholy hunger.
​”My turn,” he rasped.
​He climbed onto the bed, his presence immediately making the space feel smaller, more electric. Levi didn’t go far. He shifted back against the headboard, pulling me into his lap so that I was sitting upright, my back against his chest. As Louis crawled toward us, Levi reached around and grabbed my breasts, his rough thumbs flicking over my sensitive, swollen nipples.
​”I’ve been waiting all day for this,” Louis hissed. He grabbed my thighs, spreading them wide so he could see exactly what his brother had done to me. I was soaking wet, my folds glistening and pink.
​Louis didn’t hesitate. He guided his massive cock to my entrance and pushed in with one long, deliberate shove. I let out a sharp cry, my head falling back against Levi’s shoulder as Louis filled me to the brim. He was even thicker than Levi, stretching me out until I felt like I might break.
​”God, Olivia,” Louis groaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. “You’re so fucking warm.”
​Levi leaned forward, capturing my earlobe in his teeth and biting down gently while his hands continued to work my breasts. The double stimulation was dizzying. As Louis began to fuck me, his thrusts powerful and rhythmic, Levi stayed busy above, sucking and licking at my skin, his hands never leaving my body. The sound of our bodies meeting was raw and wet, a frantic slapping of skin that echoed in the quiet room.
​”RIDE HIM, OLIVIA,” Levi growled into my ear, his voice full of Alpha authority.
​I gripped Louis’s shoulders, my nails digging into his muscles as I met every one of his upward lunges. My pussy clutched at him, milking him, the friction of his cock against my walls sending waves of electricity straight to my core. I was close—so close.
​Louis’s pace became frantic, his breath coming in jagged gasps. He reached down, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing it with a blunt, heavy pressure that sent me over the edge.
​”I’m coming!” I screamed, my body arching and shaking as a violent climax ripped through me.
​Louis let out a guttural roar, his body stiffening as he slammed into me one last time, his hot cum flooding my insides, mixing with Levi’s. He collapsed forward, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his heart hammering against mine.
​We stayed like that for several minutes, the only sound in the room being our jagged, heavy breathing. The weight of both Alphas pressing against me felt like a shield, a raw reminder that I wasn’t alone in this fight anymore. But as my heart rate finally began to slow, the image of Lennox’s pale face in the next room flashed in my mind.
​”I need to see Lennox,” I whispered, my voice thick.
​Louis groaned, nipping at my shoulder before finally pulling his slick, heavy cock out of me. Levi untangled his arms from around my waist, letting out a long sigh as the cold air hit my wet skin.
​”Go,” Levi said softly, his voice still rough from the release. “We’ll be right behind you.”
​I scrambled off the bed, my legs feeling like jelly. I didn’t care about the mess; I just wanted to be near him. I ducked into the bathroom, quickly washing the scent of the two brothers off my skin and the drying cum from my thighs. I pulled on a fresh, oversized silk robe, tying it tightly around my waist, though I knew my swollen lips and the dark love bites on my neck were dead giveaways of exactly what had just happened.
​I walked back into Lennox’s suite. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the monitors. I expected him to be asleep, but as I approached the bed, his head turned.
​His eyes were clear—clearer than they had been in days. He watched me walk toward him, his gaze tracing the way I moved, the slight flush still on my cheeks, and the way I held my robe closed. His brow furrowed, and a slow, knowing smirk spread across his lips. It was a look of pure, unadulterated Alpha possessiveness.
​”Olivia,” he rasped, his voice stronger than it had been an hour ago.
​”You’re awake,” I breathed, reaching for his hand.
​He didn’t take my hand immediately. Instead, he kept staring at me, his eyes dark with a mix of amusement and hunger.
​”What have those bastards done to you?” he asked, his smirk widening into a low, predatory grin. He inhaled deeply, his nostrils flaring as he caught the lingering scent of his brothers on me. “I leave you alone for a few hours to catch my breath, and they move in like scavengers.”
​I felt my face heat up, but I didn’t look away. “They were helping me, Lennox. We were… celebrating the fact that you’re still here.”
​Lennox chuckled, a deep, vibrating sound that made the monitors jump. He reached out, wrapping his fingers firmly around my wrist and pulling me down until I was hovering just inches above him.
“Celebrating, hm?” he murmured, his eyes locking onto a dark mark on my collarbone. “They better have saved some of that energy for me. “