Olivia’s POV
Louis’s pace was maddeningly slow and steady, every push of his cock dragging against my walls until I was trembling, desperate for more. He held me firm, making sure I took all of him, groaning in my ear as if he were savoring every second of fucking me.
But Levi wasn’t done with me either.
I felt him shift on the bed, his hands tugging me down until my chest pressed lower, my breasts swaying with every deep thrust Louis drove into me. Levi slid beneath me, his hot breath ghosting over my skin before his mouth closed around one aching nipple.
"Fuck—!" The cry tore out of me, muffled around Lennox’s cock that still filled my mouth.
Levi sucked hard, his tongue swirling, his teeth grazing just enough to make me jolt. His hands cupped my breasts, squeezing them roughly, forcing them to bounce with every thrust Louis delivered from behind. The double sensation made my body quake—Louis stretching me deep, Levi’s mouth pulling moans straight from my chest, Lennox groaning above me as I struggled to keep sucking him down.
Louis’s grip tightened on my hips, and his thrusts grew sharper, faster, like he couldn’t hold back anymore. Each slam forward sent me crashing down onto Levi’s mouth, my breasts bouncing into his eager lips. He groaned hungrily against me, sucking harder, like he wanted to mark me just as much as his brothers did.
Pinned, filled, fucked from every angle, I couldn’t hold back the scream that tore from my throat—choked around Lennox, muffled against his cock. My whole body convulsed, pleasure crashing through me as Louis pounded harder, Levi devoured my breasts, and Lennox pulled my head down until I gagged around him.
Louis’s thrusts grew rougher, each one deeper, harder, until my body was shaking uncontrollably. His groans grew ragged, his breath hot against my ear, his pace frantic, as if he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.
"Fuck, Olivia—" he snarled, slamming into me one last time, burying himself deep as his release spilled inside me, hot and overwhelming. His whole body shuddered, his grip bruising on my hips as he held me there, buried to the hilt while my walls clenched around him, milking every drop.
I whimpered around Lennox’s cock, the vibration making him groan above me, his hand tightening in my hair. Louis lingered for a moment, panting, then slowly pulled out, leaving me trembling, wetness dripping down my thighs.
Before I could even catch my breath, Lennox tugged me upward by my hair, forcing me off his cock with a wet gasp. My lips were swollen, spit shining down my chin as I panted, looking up at him. His eyes burned, wolf blazing, hunger and possession written all over him.
"You’re not done, mate," he growled.
In one fluid motion, Lennox hauled me up onto the bed, flipping me onto my back. My gown was shoved up to my waist, my body exposed, trembling, glistening with sweat. He gripped my thighs, spreading them wide with no room for refusal, and positioned himself between them.
This time, there would be no slow build. He lined himself up, then slammed into me in one brutal thrust that ripped a scream from my throat. My back arched off the bed, hands clutching at the sheets as his cock filled me completely, stretching me to the edge of madness.
"Gods, Oli..." Lennox groaned, his voice broken with desire as he set a punishing pace, his hips slapping against mine, the bed rocking beneath us.
Levi was still there too, his mouth finding my breasts again, sucking one nipple deep into his mouth as Lennox drove into me. Louis’s hand stroked up my thigh, spreading me wider for his brother’s thrusts, his thumb brushing my clit in perfect rhythm with Lennox’s pounding.
"Look at me," Lennox snarled, his grip tight on my legs as he pounded into me, his cock hitting that devastating spot again and again. "You take me so damn good, Olivia. Mine. Say it."

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