Olivia's POV
As Lennox finally pulled back, his lips brushing mine in a final kiss, my body trembled with aftershocks. I barely had time to catch my breath before Levi was there, positioning himself into the space between my thighs.
Our eyes locked.
His usual playfulness was gone, replaced by something intense. Reverent. As though I were a gift he had waited his entire life to unwrap.
"Hey," he whispered, brushing my hair away from my face, his thumb trailing softly down my cheek.
"Hi," I breathed, my heart still racing.
His lips found mine in a kiss that started slow, but deepened quickly—hungry, desperate, and full of heat. He kissed like he was claiming me, branding me from the inside out. And I kissed him back, my hands finding their way into his hair, pulling him closer, anchoring myself to him.
