50. Zane

50

ZANE

P izza boxes are scattered across the table the smell of pepperoni and melted cheese fill the air. Laughter and easy conversation flow among us, a stark contrast to the tension and conflict we've faced over the past weeks. It feels good—better than good. It feels like we're finally reclaiming a sense of normalcy and camaraderie.

As we eat, Lyric is joking with Levi when she says something that grabs my attention.

"I have something I think I need to tell you." Archer and I turn at the same time to look at her, and Levi arches an eyebrow.

"Oh?" he asks. "What is it?"

She shifts, setting her pizza slice down. "I… I've been thinking a lot about everything that's happened. About us." She looks at each of us in turn, her gaze steady. "I love you guys. All of you. I know it sounds crazy, after everything we've been through, but it's the truth."

For a moment, the room is silent. Then, Archer leans forward, his expression softening. "You're not crazy, Lyric," he says quietly. "We love you too."

Levi nods, a wide smile spreading across his face. "Yeah, we do. It's not crazy at all."

I squeeze her hand tighter, feeling my heart swell. "We've been in love with you for a long time, probably since high school. But we were jackasses," I admit. "We didn't deserve you. We let our egos get in the way of what we could have had."

"If you'll have us, we'd like to stay with you and Eli," Levi adds.

Lyric's lips turn up into a beaming smile, happiness radiating from her as she hugs us each in turn. "We're in this together, okay?" she says. "Whatever comes next, we face it as a family, as partners."

In this moment, everything feels right. We've come through the storm and finally, we can see the sunshine on the other side.

We finish the last of the pizza, the chatter and laughter slowly dying down as we lean back, full and content. Lyric stands up, stretching her arms over her head and I can't help but admire the way her eyes sparkle with happiness.

"Alright, let's clean up this mess," she says with a grin.

Levi groans playfully. "Do we have to? I'm so full I can barely move."

Archer chuckles, nudging him. "Come on, lazy jackass. Let's get it done."

We all pitch in, gathering empty boxes and plates, then wiping down the table. Once the living room is clean, Lyric heads to the kitchen to wash her hands. I follow her, grabbing a dish towel to dry the dishes. "Hey, we make a pretty good team," I say, nudging her with my elbow.

She smiles up at me, her eyes warm. "Yeah, we do."

Archer and Levi join us and we quickly finish the clean-up. "Time to put Eli to bed," Lyric says, glancing at the clock. "It's getting late."

I pick up our son and carry him, the little guy already yawning. Lyric hums a soft lullaby as she strokes his silky blonde strands. I watch her, my heart swelling with love and pride. She's an incredible mother and I'm so grateful to be a part of this family.

Levi and Archer help get Eli into his pajamas and tuck him into bed. We all gather around, taking turns to kiss his forehead and whisper goodnight. He smiles sleepily at us, his little eyes closing as he drifts off to sleep.

Back in the living room, we dim the lights, the atmosphere shifting to something more intimate. Lyric sits on the couch and I join her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Levi and Archer sit on either side, creating a cozy, enclosed space for us.

"Tonight was perfect," Lyric murmurs, leaning her head against my shoulder.

Archer reaches over, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "It's just the beginning," he says softly. "We've got so much more to look forward to."

Levi nods, his eyes filled with warmth. "We're here for you, Lyric. Always."

She looks around at us, her eyes shimmering with emotion. "I love you guys," she whispers.

"We love you too," I reply, my voice thick with emotion.

We sit there for a moment, soaking in the closeness, the connection. I run my hand over Lyric's thigh, stroking the soft skin there.

Archer leans in and gives her a tender kiss, running his fingers down her cheek. Levi strokes her hair, gently massaging the back of her scalp.

The tension ramps up and we glance at Lyric. "Should we take this to Levi's room?" Archer whispers.

Lyric gives us a sultry look, reaching out to twine her fingers in mine. She brings our connected hands up and kisses my knuckles one by one before pulling me to my feet, throwing a look over her shoulder to invite Archer and Levi to join as we head upstairs again.

The three of us take Lyric to the bed, taking turns trading kisses with her, slowly stripping down. There's no rush tonight, no desperation clinging to our movements. We're going to make love to this beautiful, breathtaking woman tonight and show her how much we adore her.

Lyric pulls back as we lie together in the bed. "I want to be close to all three of you at the same time tonight. I want to have each of you inside me at the same time. Is that possible?"

"Who do you want where?" I ask, smiling at her. "We can try."

"I think I want you to be inside me, Zane," she whispers, cupping my cheek. "And I want Archer to take me from behind while Levi uses my mouth."

My heart stutters at the idea, of her trusting us enough to let us take her all at once.

"We can do that, Songbird," Archer murmurs. "I want to be close to you too."

"We need to prep you," Levi says. "Let's take it slow. I'm going to go down on you first, and Archer is going to prep your back end."

Lyric smiles. "I can't wait to feel so full, so good."

The three of us finish taking her clothes off and get to work. Levi wriggles down the bed and positions himself between Lyric's thick thighs while Archer reaches down to start the process of stretching her open for him.

I continue to trade lazy kisses back and forth with her, turning her face toward me and distracting her while Archer slowly breaches her tight ring of muscle.

Levi licks over her wet pussy, lapping at the slick that's already flowing freely from her fluttering cunt. She moans into my mouth, our tongues wrapping around each other. Archer's finger pushes inside her and she gasps, sucking my lower lip between her teeth. As they graze over my sensitive skin, a groan escapes me and I draw myself closer to her, desperate to fuse our mouths together.

Every pass of Levi's tongue has Lyric writhing and every pump of Archer's finger has her shuddering. She's a keening, sobbing wreck.

Levi's tongue probes her entrance just as Archer adds a second finger and our mouths break apart as she takes in air. Her pupils are blown wide with lust and I get lost in her eyes for a moment, drawn in by how gorgeous she looks. Her hair is mussed and she looks utterly debauched like this, a beautiful mess.

"God, I love you," I tell her, pushing her hair out of her face. "I love you so damned much."

"I love you too, Zane," she says before surging forward to kiss me again. Her body is rocking in a rhythm now, aligning with Levi's tongue and Archer's fingers and I think she must be close.

I start trailing kisses across her cheeks, down her jaw and nibble on her earlobe as I go down to her neck to kiss and suck marks into her skin. Her head falls backward and I follow, continuing to lavish attention all over her.

My teeth bite down on her shoulder as Archer adds a third finger and she tenses for a moment. We pull back, looking at her.

"Are you okay?" I ask. Archer looks up, drawing his fingers back.

"I'm good," she says. "It was a lot at once. Keep going, itfeels good."

We move back down to continue our ministrations, Archer scissoring her open more slowly this time as I lick and suck over her pert nipples, taking the bud between my teeth as I lightly graze over it. Lyric's hands fly to my hair, resting there as I suckle at her tit, marveling at the soft, smooth expanse of her skin.

Her body adjusts to Archer's fingers and she's moving steadily again, her body rocking as it gets closer and closer to the edge. Levi's tongue curls around her clit, sucking hard and then she's releasing with a sharp wail, gushing slick and fluids all over his face.

Levi pulls back with a satisfied smirk and Archer extracts his fingers. "I'm ready," she sobs out, pulling me down for one last sharp kiss. "I'm ready. Take me now."