Page 89 of Lords of the Campus

LEVI

Lyric’s wailing cry reverberates around the room as she orgasms around me. I pull back, a self-satisfied grin on my face as I come away covered in her juices. Pride at making her squirt rises and I wipe my face with the back of my hand, pulling away.

“I’m ready,” she says, her voice hoarse and ragged, pulling Zane in for another searing kiss. “I’m ready. Take me now.”

I move out of the way as Zane picks her up and hands her to Archer. He scoots up and lies down on the bed, allowing Archer to place Lyric on top of him. Lyric lines her pussy up with Zane’s cock and slips it inside her, sinking onto it.

Archer moves behind, pressing the head against her entrance as he teases her clit for a moment. As she relaxes, he pushes inside, earning a sharp inhale from Lyric as she adjusts.

I kneel next to Lyric, on the right-hand side of her and she opens her mouth, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of my aching shaft. My eyes flutter closed as she wraps her lips around the head, teasing the slit with her tongue.

Archer is still slowly sinking into her inch by inch as Zane pushes deeper into her fluttering pussy walls, made pliant by herrecent orgasm. She moans around me and I feel the vibrations against my skin, sending pleasure shooting straight through to my belly.

As we continue to press forward, taking it slow, the room feels like it’s heating up, the air thick with the scents of sex and Lyric’s subtle floral essence. I breathe her in, enjoying the way her tongue moves over my aching dick.

Finally, Zane bottoms out first, followed by Archer.

“Ready?” Zane asks, keeping himself still. Lyric nods, eyes closed as she continues to feed more of my cock into her mouth.

The two of them start up a steady, slow pace as Lyric sucks and licks around me, pulling back to adjust before swallowing me down once more. She does that over and over, teasing me but never taking me fully inside. I groan, tempted to push her head down but willing to wait, to let her set the pace.

Before I can go crazy, she finally pushes me all the way down her throat, swallowing around me. The wet heat is incredible, the muscles of her throat constricting almost painfully tight around me. I want to pump myself in and out, but I’m trying like hell to hold back.

Lyric groans around me, the sound thrumming through my body and setting off sparks. Her head starts to bob up and down my length as Zane and Archer move faster.

“Fuck!” I cry out, their movements forcing Lyric to take me deeper. I don’t want this to end. I never want this moment to end. We’re all inside her at the same time. She’s fully opened up for us. The thought is mind-blowing.

“Take it, baby girl,” Zane encourages. “Take us, take us like the perfect princess you are. You know you can do it. We’re gonna make you feel so good.” Filthy words spill from his lips as they continue their relentless pursuit of her pleasure.

Archer’s hips buck back and forth, slamming against her as he grips her love handles, biting her shoulder. Lyric’s got hermouth full, so she can only helplessly moan and whine around my cock as she continues to bob her head, almost losing her concentration as Archer hones in on her spot, rubbing against it incessantly.

Lyric’s moans vibrate around me, her throat working overtime as she swallows, drool pooling at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes are wet with tears and as she looks up at me, her makeup is smeared. My hands are steady on her cheeks, but she shakes her head, placing them at the back of her scalp.

The movement sets off a chain reaction as I thrust forward, shoving myself down her throat. She chokes as I find my release, spending every last drop I have inside me.

It causes her to squeeze around Zane, whose hips stutter to a stop as his orgasm hits him, which has Lyric bucking her hips as her own is ripped from her, eyes rolling in the back of her head.

Archer comes last, grinding into her as she collapses on top of Zane. I gently pull out and wipe the moisture from her face, giving her soft kisses and murmured words of praise.

“Feels so good,” Lyric mumbles, voice hoarse. She coughs, clearing her throat. “Don’t want to stop. Need more.”

I lie next to her and move my fingers down to stroke her clit, slick coating my fingers immediately. She’s positively drenched down here and somehow I start getting hard again. My fingers rub unrelenting circles into her bud, her hips jerking as her body seeks friction.

“Oh, God!” she cries out, throwing her head back as Archer slips out of her, moving to slip his fingers inside her hole. She’s rocking into us, the bed practically shaking as we continue to build on her pleasure. “Fucking hell!”

She spasms, squirting over our hands as she comes, tears of pleasure rolling down her cheeks.

“You are so beautiful,” I murmur, wiping the tears away again. “You’re the picture of perfection right now.”

I love seeing her like this, completely blissed out and happy underneath us. I want to capture this moment and keep it forever.

“I can’t move,” Lyric jokes, rolling to the side to press her body into mine. “I feel boneless.”

“Did you enjoy yourself, at least?” I ask. She giggles.

“Of course I did. You guys are incredible. You always make me feel so good.”

“Is there anything else you want to do?” Archer asks, coming up to lie behind her. “We’re in the mood to go all night if you want.”

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