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Dominic sat up abruptly, heart pounding with a mix of relief and impatience. “Let me see her,” he demanded, voice rough from sleep and emotion.
There was a shuffle on Lucian’s end before the phone switched to video mode. And there she was—Asa—in all her ethereal beauty.
Dominic’s breath hitched as he took in the sight before him. Asa, his sweet Asa, was completely bare and seated on Xavier’s lap. Her porcelain skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, her long hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. Each thrust from his brother sent a shudder through Asa’s delicate frame, her breasts bouncing with the rhythm of their lovemaking. Her eyes were closed, her mouth parted in a silent moan as she rode the waves of ecstasy.
Dominic’s eyes drank in the sight of her, transfixed by the erotic display before him, his heart pounding with a heady mix of love and desire. Every gasp and moan that fell from Asa’s lips sent a jolt of electricity straight to his core. He ached to be there with her, to feel her soft skin under his touch, to taste the sweetness of her flesh, to be the one bringing her to the heights of ecstasy.
The sight of her like this—lost in pleasure, surrendering to their touch—was intoxicating. It stirred something primal within Dominic, a possessive need that clawed at his chest.
Lucian’s voice broke through the haze of desire that had settled over Dominic. “Dom is on the phone, love,” the youngest brother whispered seductively into Asa’s ear.
Asa’s eyes fluttered open, her light-blue irises hazy. As her gaze locked on to the screen, recognition dawned on her features. Shock, surprise, love, and a flicker of fear danced across her delicate face, each emotion amplified by the intensity of the moment. He could see the turmoil swirling within her, the conflict between her desire for them and the fear of what it meant.
“Dom,” she breathed, his name a plea and a prayer on her lips.
“Asa,” Dominic said, his voice low, gruff, and filled with yearning. “My sweet Asa.”
Asa’s body tensed at the sound of his voice, a cry of pure bliss escaping her as she shattered under the combined force of Xavier’s thrusts and Dominic’s commanding presence. Even through the small screen, Dominic could feel the power of her release, the way her body trembled and quaked with the force of her climax.
“Fuck, Dom,” Xavier growled, his voice strained. “She’s squeezing me so tight.”
“Seems like the sound of your voice has quite the effect on our Asa, brother,” Lucian said. “Fuck, she’s still coming.”
Dominic watched, mesmerized, his own desire spiraling out of control. He ached to be there, to hold her close and whisper words of love and reassurance. But for now, he would have to settle for this—for the connection forged through the screen, for the knowledge that she was safe and in their arms once more.
* * *
Dominic’s fingers trembled as he connected his phone to the large screen mounted on the wall, desperate to drink in every detail of the passionate scene unfolding before him. With a few taps, the image from Lucian’s video call filled the display, enveloping Dominic in the sights and sounds of his brothers claiming their omega wife. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing the primal rhythm of Lucian’s thrusts into Asa. The sight of her, splayed out beneath Lucian, her body writhing in ecstasy, was a feast for his starved eyes.
Lucian knelt between her parted thighs, his muscular frame dwarfing her delicate figure as he slowly sank into her welcoming heat. Dominic’s eyes traced the curve of Asa’s neck, the way her head arched back in ecstasy, exposing the delicate line of her throat. He could almost feel the softness of her skin, the rapid flutter of her pulse beneath his lips.
A soft whimper escaped Asa’s mouth as Lucian began to move, his powerful thrusts rocking her petite frame. Dominic’s gaze was drawn to the swell of her breasts, the rosy peaks straining with each snap of Lucian’s hips. He longed to taste the sweetness of her flesh, to roll those pebbled buds across his tongue and savor the sounds of her pleasure.
Lucian’s hands roamed possessively over Asa’s body, his touch gentle yet demanding as he mapped every curve and hollow. Dominic’s own fingers twitched with the need to join them, to feel the silken heat of Asa’s skin beneath his palms. He could almost smell the heady scent of her arousal, the intoxicating blend of honey and desire that drove him to the brink of madness.
Dominic’s gaze was drawn to the point where their bodies joined, the sight of Lucian sliding in and out of Asa making his cock harden painfully. Each pound elicited a soft gasp from her, a sound that went straight to Dominic’s groin. He could see the muscles in Lucian’s back ripple as he drove into Asa, his brother’s face a mask of concentration and desire.
Dominic reached down, freeing his hard cock from the confines of his silk pajama bottom, his hand wrapping around his thick shaft. He stroked himself in time with Lucian’s thrusts, each movement sending a jolt of pleasure through him.
The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the soft slap of skin against skin, the wet sound of Lucian’s cock sliding in and out of Asa, her breathy moans and gasps.
He watched as Lucian leaned down, capturing Asa’s mouth in a searing kiss. Their tongues danced together, a sensual duel that mirrored the rhythm of their bodies. Asa’s hands clutched at Lucian’s back, her nails digging into his skin, leaving half-moon marks that would bruise. The sight sent a shiver of pleasure down Dominic’s spine, the thought of marking Asa, of claiming her, driving him wild with desire.
Lucian’s hands cupped Asa’s breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples, making her arch into his touch. The sight of Lucian’s hands on Asa, of his brother touching and caressing her, should have made Dominic jealous. But instead, it only fueled his desire, the knowledge that they were all sharing in this moment, in this pleasure, making his heart swell with love and longing.
Dominic’s hand moved faster on his cock, his grip tightening as he watched Lucian pound into Asa. He could see the tension building in her body, the way her muscles tensed and her breath hitched. She was close, teetering on the edge of release, and Dominic wanted nothing more than to push her over, to watch as she shattered beneath their touch.
His own orgasm was building, a coil of pleasure that tightened with each stroke of his hand. He could feel the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, the heat that spread through his body, the pressure that built in his balls. He was close, so close, but he held back, not wanting to find his release until Asa did.
As he watched, Lucian’s thrusts became more erratic, his movements more desperate. He could see the strain on his brother’s face, the way his jaw clenched and his eyes squeezed shut. Lucian was close too, and Dominic knew that when his brother came, when he filled Asa with his release, it would push her over the edge.
And then it happened. Lucian let out a guttural groan, his body stiffening as he found his release. Asa’s cry of pleasure followed a moment later, her body convulsing as she came, her orgasm rippling through her like a wave. The sight of them, lost in the throes of passion, was too much for Dominic. With a strangled cry, he came, his release spilling over his hand.
Dominic’s eyes remained transfixed on the screen, his breath hitched as Xavier climbed onto the bed and lavished his attention on every inch of Asa’s porcelain skin, his mouth and hands exploring the curves and valleys of her body with loving devotion while Lucian, once again, continued to thrust into her.
The sight of his brothers pleasuring their omega wife was a heady aphrodisiac, one that made his cock throb and his heart race. He watched as Xavier’s fingers found Asa’s clit, circling the sensitive nub in time with Lucian’s intense, vigorous pounding. The combined assault sent Asa spiraling into another orgasm, her body convulsing as she cried out in pleasure, a siren’s call that drew Dominic deeper into the maelstrom of desire.
He stroked himself again, in time with their thrusts, his grip firm and unyielding, as if he could physically share in their ecstasy through the sheer force of his longing. Dominic’s hand moved faster on his cock, his grip tightening as he watched his brothers bring Asa to the brink of ecstasy again and again. He could see the sweat glistening on their bodies, the flush of pleasure on Asa’s cheeks. It was a sight to behold, one that made his heart ache to be there with them.
