22. Levi

22

LEVI

W alking back from class, my thoughts are consumed by Lyric. It's confusing, the way my feelings have started to shift. This girl was supposed to be our enemy. She's the source of all our pain and our frustration. But lately, something feels different.

I shake my head, trying to clear my mind. It's easier to focus on the anger and the need for revenge, but every time I see her, every time I interact with her, something inside me changes. It's like she's breaking down the walls I've built, one stone at a time.

As I approach the frat house, the familiar building looms in front of me with its ivy-covered walls and red brick fa?ade. I push open the door and head upstairs, my thoughts still swirling. Just as I reach our floor, I hear a commotion coming from Archer's room. My pace quickens and I frown. What the hell is going on in there?

As I push the door open and take in the sight, something hot coils inside me. Archer has Lyric pinned to the bed, the two of them a panting, sweaty mess as he fucks deep into her wet pussy.

"What the hell is going on in here?" I ask, incredulous at the sight. "I could hear you two all the way down the hall!"

Lyric yells at me to shut the door, and I blink, taken aback at her tone before complying.

"Get over here," she demands. "You want to be with me, you can come and make me feel good."

I've never seen this side of Lyric before, and irritation flares at first, but as I stare at her, it occurs to me that there's something different about her.

She's got a new, shorter haircut and she's wearing makeup and a low-cut top. It makes her look so sexy, so dangerous. Saliva pools in my mouth and I find myself swaying toward her, drawn in by the aura she's exuding.

As I strip down, I wonder what's been going on in here. Archer looks at Lyric like she's got the answers to life, the universe and everything else. Lyric, looks like she's the cat who ate the canary, a pleased expression on her face that intrigues me.

"Hurry up," Lyric says, jolting me from my musings as I finish stripping down and join them in bed. "I want you to prep my ass," she tells Archer, looking down at him. "And while he does that, Levi, you're going to suck my breasts and touch me."

I look to Archer for guidance, confused at how we're letting Lyric take the lead, but he obeys, moving to get behind her.

"Are you gonna be good for me?" Lyric says, turning to face me. A flush spreads across my face, the words having a strange effect on me. Do I like this? Am I enjoying the way Lyric is talking to me right now?

"Levi," Lyric says, the patience in her voice wearing thin. "Come over here and be a good boy for me. Touch me like you want me," she adds, voice husky with lust. "I know you can make me feel good."

Some part of me wants to rebel, to fight against her to regain control, but another part, a different part of me, is turned on by the heated look in her gaze. I find myself moving forward, slipping into the bed and pulling Lyric's top over her head in a swift motion.

I stare at the bra she's wearing, mouth going dry at the sight. The black lace bra she's wearing is mesh, utterly see-through. There are decorative vines across the cups that artfully hide her nipples from view, but everything else is on full display. They push her breasts up and forward like two round, juicy melons.

I'm suddenly ravenous for a snack and I surge forward, mouth closing over the mesh, sucking her nipple through it. A shudder escapes her, as she runs her hand through my hair, tugging on it and sending sparks shooting down my spine.

"Good boy," she murmurs as she pushes me down by my shoulders. She's on top of me now, breasts in my face as Archer starts to toy with her ass, gently running circles around the rim with his finger.

I reach behind her back, unclasping the hooks with one hand, while the other cups her cheek to kiss her. Lyric's mouth tastes like her slick and I realize Archer must have eaten her out before they fucked. She's got us wrapped around her finger right now, doesn't she?

The thought doesn't bother me as much as I expected though and I shrug it off. My attention focused on the tanned skin of her chest as it's laid bare before me.

She looks magnificent like this, like a goddess, full and round. I can't get enough of the sight of her and my mouth waters as I latch onto her nipple. I'm sucking on it with such voracity that it has Lyric crying out, digging her hands into my scalp as she pulls my hair. The pain mixes with pleasure, creating a feedback loop that has me craving more.

My tongue lathes over her plump breast, circling the nipple as I continue to suck. I graze my teeth lightly against her soft skin and her nipple puckers at my ministrations. The taste is so sweet, so exquisitely Lyric that I feel my cock throb, my hand drifting down to give myself some relief.

Lyric grabs my hand and pulls it up to her other breast, preventing me from touching myself. It's so hot, so unexpected that I find myself focused solely on her, moving my hands on her body as I squeeze and touch her, getting lost in her soft curves.

Meanwhile, Archer has lubed up his fingers and is beginning to thrust them in and out of Lyric's tight hole, slowly stretching her open. Lyric moans as his fingers move, raising her ass in the air higher and higher with every thrust.

Archer scissors his fingers inside Lyric, which has her pressing herself into me as she squirms. I nip at her chest, leaving a mark and she responds by pulling hard at my hair, sending a jolt of electricity through me. Fuck! This is so hot, I can't stand it. I want to touch her more. I want to feel her around me.

My hand drifts down to her thighs and strokes over them, then dips between to trace over her lips, toying with the wet seam. As I glide my fingers through, her back arches and a loud keen escapes her. "Don't stop," she orders.

The wet squelch of her dripping cunt fills the room as I touch her, swirling my fingers over her clit. It's so silky, so soft that I feel instantly addicted, craving more. As I move my hand down to push inside her, though, she pulls away from both of us, struggling to catch her breath.

"Okay," she says, holding a hand out to keep her distance. "I want Levi to fuck my ass while Archer watches," she says.

Archer slips off the bed and settles next to Lyric while I move around him and climb up behind her, eager to feel the tight heat of her hole around me. The bud winks at me as I spread a generous amount of lube over myself, lining up to sink inside.

I nearly come on the spot as her ass sucks me in, squeezing like a vise around my cock. I brace my hands on her hips as I inch my way inside, then finally bottom out. Archer's hand is on his cock as he watches Lyric's tight heat swallow me whole.

"Fuck me," Lyric breathes and I start pumping my hips, groaning as my cock feels nearly suffocated by the grip she has on me. I know I'm not going to last long, and I don't, coming apart after only a few deep thrusts.

"Lyric!" I yell, collapsing on top of her as my seed is spent. Archer follows not long after, cum spurting all over the bed.

We lie there for a few moments, coming down from the exertion, but just as I reach out to touch her, Lyric pulls away and begins to clean up.

"That was great," she says as she gets dressed. "But I have to go now. I'll see you boys later." She winks and exits the room, leaving Archer and me alone together on the bed.

"What the hell was that?" I ask, unable to move.

"I don't know, man," Archer says, breathing heavily. "She's been like that all day."

"Do you think she's playing us?" I ask, turning to face him. "Maybe she's up to her old tricks?"

Archer frowns, lines creasing on his forehead. "I knew I shouldn't have trusted her. She had us by the nose and we let her." Anger rolls off him in waves. "I can't believe I fell for it, again ."

Frustration boils up. "I did too," I point out. "We can't keep letting her get away with this crap!"

"She's not going to manipulate us any longer," Archer agrees. "Whatever connection we might have felt with her the other day, it was probably an act on her part. We have to be careful. From now on, we're going to make sure she can't get the upper hand on us ever again."

"Whatever it takes, right?" I ask, jerking my head upward. Archer nods, eyes going cold.

Lyric might think she's the one in control right now, but nothing could be further from the truth.