Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Worried

Olivia’s POV

Every movement of his body tore me further apart, each thrust carving a command into my skin, into my very bones. I couldn’t hold back the cries tumbling from my lips, couldn’t hide the way my body yielded, clinging to him as though I’d shatter into pieces if he stopped. "Louder," he growled into my ear, his hand twisting in my hair until my scalp burned. "Let me hear how much you need me."

A sob burst from me, broken and raw. "I need you, master—I need you—don’t stop, please, don’t ever stop." He moaned low, rough, the sound vibrating through me as he drove into me harder, deeper, forcing every part of me to bow beneath him. My nails scraped helplessly at the desk, searching for something to ground me, but there was nothing—only him, only his strength binding me in place, his control pressing down on every breath I took.

The sharp sting of another slap cracked against me, sharp enough to blur the line between pain and pleasure. I gasped, the sound strangled, but my body clenched tighter, betraying me, begging for more. He fucked me so hard the pleasure ripped through me like nothing I had ever known. Every thrust was deeper, rougher, more consuming until my body couldn’t take it anymore. I had had sex before—but this... this was a whole different level. My soul screamed, my wolf howled, and my body broke apart under him.

When he slammed into me again, he struck something deep inside—my G-spot—and I cried out, the sound raw and strangled as blinding ecstasy exploded through me. My vision blurred, my knees gave out, and I was sobbing as he pounded into me, every stroke tearing me apart and putting me back together. "Louis!" I screamed, my voice broken, pleasure overwhelming. Tears streamed down my cheeks, every nerve inside me begging, burning, clinging to him.

Then—suddenly—he stilled. His body froze, his hips pressed tight against me, his breath jagged in my ear. I gasped when he withdrew his cock out of me, my body collapsing against the desk, still trembling, still aching for more. Confusion flooded me, my lips parting under the blindfold. "W-why did you stop?"

Suddenly he tugged the blindfold away, light flooding my vision, and I blinked up at him. His brown eyes weren’t the same; they had darkened, and he wasn’t himself. He was out of control, but still he looked worried. "Louis...?" My voice shook.

His hands fumbled at my restraints, untying me quickly, almost frantically, as if he couldn’t stand the sight of me bound. "I’m sorry," he murmured, his voice rough, broken, mumbling the words over and over. "I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to hurt you."

I frowned, my chest heaving as I stared at him. But before I could speak, Louis scooped me into his arms. My body was limp against his chest, still trembling, still ruined from what he had given me. He carried me across the room, setting me gently onto the bed as though I might shatter under his touch. "Stay," he whispered, his voice hoarse. He started to straighten up, to turn away. "I need to get something—"

His gaze was still stormy, doubt lingering in the shadows, but I wouldn’t let misunderstanding remain. I caught his hand and guided it between my thighs, lifting myself just enough so his fingers brushed against my slick pussy. "See?" I whispered, trembling but steady in my conviction. "I’m still wet. If you had hurt me, if I had been in pain, my body wouldn’t be like this." A shaky laugh escaped me, tangled with tears. "You didn’t hurt me, Louis—you ruined me in the most perfect way." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The stretch stole my breath, my nails digging into his shoulders as his length filled me once more. My head fell back, a broken moan escaping my lips as every nerve lit up, every part of me crying out in relief. I moved against him, rising and sinking, every motion stealing my breath as his strength surged up to meet me. My body arched, helpless, the rhythm between us raw and consuming, pulling sobs and cries from me that I couldn’t contain.

"Please, Master," I gasped, voice breaking. "Spank me." The crack of his hand against my ass lit fire across my skin, the sting merging with the pleasure until I thought I’d lose myself completely. His thrusts drove me higher, deeper, tearing me apart and binding me back together with every movement.

My toes curled, my body trembling violently as the pressure built, unbearable, devastating. He kissed me hard, rough and desperate, swallowing my cries as his rhythm slammed into that place inside me that shattered all control. Tears spilled hot down my face as the pleasure broke me open. My wolf howled, my soul screamed, and I clung to him with everything I had as the world dissolved. Together we released, and I felt Louis’ hot cum fill me.

Gasping, I collapsed into his shoulder. He didn’t hesitate—not even for a second. His arms locked around me, holding me, comforting me, keeping me with him. And all I could do was hold on tighter, praying he understood—I wanted this. I wanted him.