Page 33 of Lords of the Campus

Sobs escape her chest and she presses her face to me as she rides me through the intense experience. “Don’t stop,” I tell her. “Keep going, let it all out.”

Whether encouraging the tears or the release, I can’t say, but I want her to feel all of it just the same. Archer moves so he’s behind her, pressing into her as his fingers come down to toy with her nipples. Zane kneels at the end of the bed, stroking over her thighs, planting soft kisses into the tender flesh.

Once the aftershocks subside, I pull out and turn her to face Archer this time. He moves her thighs apart, using his fingers to stroke her clit. She cries out, trying to pull his hands away.

“I’ve got you,” Archer says, his tone more tender than I’d heard in a long time. “Relax, Songbird. We’re going to give you at least five orgasms because we denied you for so long. You earned this. You don’t have to do anything. Let us do all the work.”

The punishment had been effective for more than just Lyric. From what I’ve gathered, it also looks like it broke some of the walls in Zane and Archer. I can tell by the way they look at Lyric that they’re both considering forgiving her for the past.

I’m not sure I’m there yet, but right now, all that matters is making Lyric feel good. She took what we dished out to her, did it without complaint and she’s earned a night of reprieve, at least.

Archer starts to stroke her clit even as he lines himself up and pushes into her, pulling her close to him and kissing her softly. A lump forms in my throat as I watch the way their eyes meet, happy to see my brother being able to connect again with someone he once cared so deeply for.

It broke my heart the way Lyric betrayed us, but getting our revenge has helped. Maybe we can still find a way to move on from the mistakes of the past.

Lyric’s head tips back, mouth open as Archer rocks his hips slowly, fingers rubbing over her clit. She’s already getting close once again and I can only imagine how desperate she must feel because once again, she’s trying to push him away, but he holds her even as her orgasm breaks.

“Archer!” Lyric cries out, her thick thighs wrapping around his waist as she pulls him deep inside. Sweat dots her brow and Archer brushes it away as he kisses her through her second release.

Once she’s calmed down again, Archer moves her so she’s facing Zane this time, and she tenses. “I can’t,” she whimpers. “I can’t do it again.”

“Yes you can,” Zane says, running a finger along her cheek. “You’re not done being rewarded yet. I know you have more in you, baby. You can do this, can’t you?”

Before Lyric can answer, Zane pulls her onto his lap and begins to raise and lower his hips as he sinks deep inside. “You feel so good,” he whispers. “So warm, so wet, baby. You feel like heaven to me. I never want to leave this place.”

His words have her melting as she holds onto him, arms wrapping around his neck and kissing him deeply. I move so I’m sitting behind them, determined not to be left out of the fun this time and I begin to massage her tits, running my hands all over her body.

Lyric cries out, head tilting back so it rests on my neck as she begins to rock her hips into Zane’s. “That’s it,” I murmur into her ear. “Let yourself go. Let yourself feel good. We’re going to take care of you, baby.”

“We’re going to keep making you feel good over and over,” Zane promises, panting as he rocks with her. “You don’t have to do a thing. We want you to lose yourself in the sensations.”

“You’re doing so well,” Archer adds. “You’ve pleased us more than you know tonight. Let us show you how good you can feel.”

At that moment, Lyric’s third orgasm hits and her mouth falls open, crying out soundlessly as she finds her release.

“Good girl,” I hum against her. “Very, very good girl.”

It feels like this orgasm lasts longer, with her working her hips as she chases the feeling as far as it will take her. “Fuck,” she whispers. “Feels so good. God!”

As she relaxes, I pull her into my chest, stroking down her body to toy with her clit, working her through her orgasm untilanother one takes hold immediately, making her stiffen. “Oh, God!” she cries out, liquid gushing from her.

She stares down, cheeks growing redder, but I lean in and nibble her ear. “Good job,” I praise her. “You just squirted for me, baby girl.”

“Oh, Levi,” she murmurs. Her words reach straight into my chest and grip my heart, the sudden longing to hold her close taking root inside me.

Why is it that I’ve been so reluctant to forgive her? Whatever happened, it was in the past. Can’t we move past that now? I’m tired of holding onto all this bitterness and hatred. Maybe there’s more to the story than we even know.

I figure that there’s plenty of time for hashing things out later, but right now, I want to let everything go and be close to the person I once loved. Even if it’s painful, it feels better to have her nearby.

“I’m sorry,” Lyric whispers again as we settle, the three of us flanking her on the bed. “I want to be with you right now. Is that okay?”

“It’s fine,” Archer says, tone soft. “You did what we wanted, so we can give you this.”

I don’t know what the future holds for us, but at least for right now, I’m happy that the storm has abated a little. Breathing in Lyric’s sweet vanilla and lavender scent is calming me down, lulling me into a sleepy state.

“You know, we promised you five,” Zane says, humming as he strokes her hair away from her face. “We still owe you one more.”

“Can I save it?” Lyric asks, a note of amusement in her voice. “I don’t think I have the energy for it right now.”

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