17. Asa

I was a puddle of sensation,my body a live wire crackling with electric pleasure. Xavier was behind me, his powerful build enveloping me, his body a furnace of heat against my delicate frame.His cock, thick and throbbing, was relentless in its pursuit of pleasure, pounding into me with a precision that was as calculated as the man himself. Each thrust hit that sweet spot inside me, sending waves of pleasure crashing through my body, drowning out all thought and reason. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer, deeper, as if he couldn"t get enough.

In front of me was Lucian, his mouth, hot and insistent, was latched on to my nipple, sucking and teasing in a way that made my toes curl. His fingers danced over my clit, stirring up a storm of sensation that left me breathless and wanting. I could feel myself teetering on the edge, my body tensing, ready to shatter.

And then there was Dominic. He was sipping a glass of wine, watching us with an intensity that was both unnerving and arousing. His gaze, hot and heavy, was like a physical touch, searing my skin and stoking the fire within me.

The combination of Xavier"s thrusts, Lucian"s touches, and Dominic"s gaze was intoxicating, pushing me to the brink of ecstasy. I could feel the orgasm building inside me, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to sweep me away.

My mind was a whirlwind of sensation, a hot mess of pleasure and desire that consumed every fiber of my being. I could still feel the intense aftershocks of my last earth-shattering orgasm, courtesy of Dominic"s skilled and relentless touch. He had taken me twice, each time pushing me to new heights of ecstasy, sending me spiraling into oblivion with waves of unbridled bliss crashing over me. The memory of his touch, his commanding presence, and the way he expertly played my body like a finely tuned instrument still lingered, making my core clench with need and my body ache for more of his exquisite torment.

Xavier"s thrusts grew more insistent, his grip on my hips tightening. I could feel myself climbing higher, my body trembling with anticipation. Lucian"s mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin as his fingers worked their magic.

And then I came, falling apart, my body shaking as the orgasm hit me. I cried out Xavier"s name, my voice a desperate plea. I clung to Lucian, my fingers digging into his skin as I rode out the wave of pleasure, my body shuddering with the force of it. When it was over, I collapsed against Xavier, my body spent, my mind blank.

The room was a blur, my senses overwhelmed by the scent of sex and sweat, the sound of heavy breathing, and the feel of hard muscle against my skin. Time seemed to slow down as I was caught in this haze of pleasure, my mind struggling to keep up with the intensity of my body"s response.

Lucian pulled me gently into his arms, his touch tender as he brushed a stray lock of hair from my face. His eyes, those mercurial gray orbs, were filled with a hunger that sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through me. I could see the need in his gaze, the raw, unfiltered longing.

He wasted no time, his body moving over mine as he lay me down on the bed. I could feel the heat of him, the hard planes of his chest pressing against my soft curves. His cock, thick and ready, slid into me with a smoothness that belied its size.

Our lips met in a searing kiss, our tongues intertwining in a passionate dance. He tasted like wine and desire, a heady combination that made my head spin. I could feel him in every fiber of my being, his presence consuming me, filling me up until I was drowning in him.

I felt Xavier"s hand stroking my hair in a soothing rhythm. His touch was a comforting presence against the intensity of Lucian"s powerful thrusts. I could feel his eyes on me, his gaze a palpable weight that added another layer of intensity to the moment.

Each one of Lucian's poundings sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through me, my body responding to his touch with a hunger that was insatiable. I could feel myself building up again, my body tensing.

Lucian took his time with me, his movements measured and controlled, each thrust slow and deliberate. It was as if he was savoring every moment, every touch, every gasp. His lips trailed down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that made me shiver. I could feel his breath against my ear, his whispers of love and desire sending shivers down my spine.

I lost track of time, my world narrowing down to the feel of Lucian inside me, the sound of his heartbeat against my chest, the taste of him on my lips. It was as if we were in our own little bubble, a world where nothing else existed but us.

Then he began to move faster, his thrusts harder and more insistent, and I could feel myself teetering on the edge. I could hear myself crying out his name, my voice a desperate plea as I clung to him, my fingers digging into his skin. I could feel myself tensing, my back arching off the bed as I struggled to hold on, and then he hit that sweet spot inside me with one final thrust and I was falling, my body shaking as the orgasm hit me.

I could feel the waves of pleasure crashing over me, drowning out all thought and reason as I rode out the storm. I clung to Lucian, my body trembling as I struggled to catch my breath. I could feel him shuddering above me, his body tensing as he found his own release, and then he collapsed beside me, his breathing ragged.

I was still panting, my body trembling as the aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through me when I felt Dominic in front of me, pressing his lips against mine in a tender kiss. I could taste the wine on his tongue, a rich flavor that made my head spin. When he pulled back, he handed me a glass of wine. I drank it eagerly, my throat parched from my cries of pleasure. The cool liquid slid down my throat, soothing my thirst. When I had drained the glass, Dominic returned to the coffee table. I watched as he poured more wine, my body still humming with anticipation.

Xavier pulled me against him, my back pressed against his chest. His lips found my neck, his kisses sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through me. I could feel his body, hard and ready, against my back. I stared eagerly at the glass of wine in Dominic"s hand as he returned. He pressed the rim of the glass against my lips, and I eagerly sipped, the wine a sweet contrast to the salty taste of our combined pleasure.

I managed a few sips before Dominic gently tipped the glass, the cool liquid spilling down my body. I gasped at the sensation, the wine a shock against my heated skin. I could feel it trickling down my chest, my stomach, pooling in my navel. Dominic set the empty glass aside, his eyes dark with desire as he leaned in to lick the wine from my body.

His tongue traced a path down my throat and then lower, his mouth finding my nipple, the wine making the sensitive bud even more responsive to his touch, my nipples hardening under his ministrations. He moved to my other breast, his tongue lapping up the wine, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that made me gasp.

He continued his descent, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach. The sensation was intoxicating, my body trembling with need. I could feel myself growing wetter, my body aching for more as he licked up the wine that had trickled down to my pussy. I cried out, my body arching off the bed as a fresh wave of pleasure washed over me. His tongue was relentless, lapping up the wine, teasing my clit and tormenting me until I was on the brink of ecstasy. I could feel myself teetering on the edge, my body trembling as I struggled to hold on. I could feel his fingers digging into my hips, holding me in place as he devoured me. My cries filled the room as I begged for release.

And then it hit me, a wave of pleasure so intense it stole my breath. I cried out, my voice a desperate plea as I clung to Xavier, my fingers digging into his skin. I could feel myself coming apart, my body shattering as the waves of pleasure crashed over me. I could hear Dominic"s low growl of approval, the sound sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through me.

But Dominic wasn"t done. As I lay there, panting and trembling, he moved to position himself before me. His cock, thick and hard, was a promise of pleasure. I could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw need that matched my own. I was both excited and terrified, unsure if I could handle the intensity of his touch again.

With one smooth thrust, he was inside me. The sensation was indescribable, a jolt of ecstasy that made my toes curl and my head fall back. He filled me completely, stretching me in the most delicious way. I could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, my body trembling with the effort.

He started to move, his thrusts hard and fast and relentless. I clung to Xavier, my fingers digging into his skin as I sought something to anchor me. But Dominic"s grip on me was tight, lifting me off the bed as he pounded into me, his hips slamming against mine in a rhythm that was as primal as it was intoxicating.

I was drowning in sensation, my mind a whirlwind of pleasure. I could hear myself crying out, pleading for him to slow down, to stop, but also to keep going, to never stop. I was a mess of contradictions, my body and mind at odds with each other.

Xavier held me close, his arms wrapped around me in a protective embrace. I could feel his lips against my forehead, his kisses a tender contrast to the intensity of Dominic"s powerful thrusts. Lucian joined in, his mouth latching on to my nipple, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that made me shiver.

The world around me was a blur, my senses overwhelmed by the feel of Dominic inside me, the sound of our bodies slapping together, the scent of sex and sweat and wine. And then I was falling, my body shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm hit me. I screamed, my voice raw and desperate, my body convulsing around his cock. Xavier's embrace was a haven of safety amid the storm of passion raging within me.

Dominic"s relentless rhythm continued, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I lost track of time, my world narrowing down to the sensation of him inside me, the sound of our ragged breathing, and the scent of our mingled sweat. My orgasms came one after another, each one more intense than the last, until I was begging him to slow down.

But Dominic was a force of nature, his passion unyielding. He held me tight, his fingers digging into my hips as he drove into me again and again. I writhed beneath him, trying to escape the intensity of his touch, but it was no use. He was too strong, too determined.

I wriggled and thrashed, pleading for Dominic to stop his rampage, and finally, he pulled back, and I took the opportunity to turn to Xavier, my arms wrapped around him as I sought solace in his embrace. My body was weak, my muscles trembling from the force of my orgasms. Xavier chuckled softly, his arms encircling me as he whispered soothing words into my ear.

I shuddered as Lucian"s voice cut through the haze of blissful pleasure, his tone laced with teasing amusement. "Dom, tone down your passion. You"re scaring Asa." His words were a gentle reprimand, but I could sense the underlying current of desire simmering beneath.

Dominic let out a gruff sound as his arms encircled my waist, and he pulled me away from Xavier and back against him. His mouth met mine in a tender caress, lips brushing softly. "Sorry, sweetheart. I"ll be gentle."

I didn"t trust him, and I told him so. "Liar," I managed between heavy breaths. "If you can"t control yourself again… I swear I"ll squeeze your cock so hard… you"ll never… get to… fuck again…" My cheeks burned with the brazen threat, but I held his intense gaze, determined not to back down.

Deep down, I knew I couldn"t fully trust him—the dark hunger in his eyes both terrified and captivated me. Yet there was a reckless part of me that craved to push the boundaries, to see how far I could go before he snapped and claimed me with that feral passion I secretly longed for.

Xavier and Lucian both burst out laughing, their voices filling the room. Lucian"s eyes sparkled with amusement as he said, "That"s my girl. Our Asa is back."

Dominic"s response was to kiss me again, his tongue tangling with mine as he drove into me once more. For a moment, I teetered on the edge of my orgasm, my body tensing as I prepared myself to tumble over. And then Dominic forced me over, his cock buried deep within me, his body crashing against mine as he pounded himself into me without mercy. I screamed, my voice hoarse and raw, the sound of my pleasure mingling with my moans of helplessness.

Dominic followed soon after, his body shuddering as he came inside me. As we rode out the aftershocks of our orgasms, he whispered in my ear, "Asa, my sweet Asa. I love you."

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I woketo a world tilting slightly off its axis, the morning light too bright, the silk sheets against my skin a stark contrast to the rawness of my emotions. As my vision cleared, the grandeur of the master suite came into focus, each detail a testament to last night"s excess. The coffee table was still a wasteland of indulgence, littered with half-empty wineglasses and plates smeared with remnants of our feast.

A flush crept up my cheeks as memories flooded back—fingers tangling in my hair, lips tracing the delicate lines of my body, whispers that turned to growls. The bed, now disheveled and bearing the evidence of our union, seemed like an island in the midst of chaos.

My fingers brushed over the tender spots on my neck and shoulders, each one a mark of passion left by Dominic, Xavier, and Lucian. They were brands that spoke of ownership and belonging, each bite a reminder that I was theirs in every sense. The air still hung heavy with their alpha pheromones, invisible threads pulling at something deep within me. My own omega scent rose to meet theirs, a sweet response that twined around me like a comforting embrace.

Silence draped over the room—a stark contrast to last night"s symphony of sighs and declarations—and I realized I was alone. The brothers must have risen early while I remained adrift in dreams woven from our shared pleasure. With a sigh that carried both longing and resignation, I slid from the bed and padded across the floor toward the en suite.

The shower was a cascade of forgiveness against my skin as I washed away the lingering traces of our night together. Water sluiced over curves and hollows as I sought to regain some semblance of self after being so thoroughly claimed.

Donning a silky robe that kissed my skin with every step, I left it untied—there was no one here but me to see. The walk-in wardrobe awaited me with its rows of clothes, a blend of mine and theirs. My hands skimmed over soft fabrics until they encountered garments belonging to Dominic, Xavier, and Lucian. Each piece held their distinct scents—rich and potent. I couldn"t resist bringing a well-worn shirt to my face, inhaling deeply of Dominic"s earthy scent. Another beckoned, this one evoking Xavier"s subtle, refined essence. Finally, a soft sweater carried the warm, inviting aroma that could only be Lucian"s.

Their fragrances enveloped me, heady reminders that no matter how out of place I felt amid this luxury, there was no denying the depth of my affection for them. In this quiet moment surrounded by their clothes and immersed in their scents, it became clear—despite everything, I loved them fiercely.

My heart stuttered as I ventured into the more extravagant wing of the wardrobe, a space that felt as grand and foreign as a museum gallery. There, amid the opulence, my wedding dress hung like a relic of a pivotal chapter in my life. It was an exquisite creation, its fabric a whisper against my skin as I ran trembling fingers over the fine material.

Gossamer fabric as delicate as spun sugar cascaded in soft folds, each intricate detail a vivid memory of that extraordinary day. My fingers trembled as they traced the embroidered material, recalling the way it had clung to my form. The dress was more than just silk and lace; it was the tangible memory of the day I became irrevocably bound to Dominic, Xavier, and Lucian. One omega to three alpha brothers—it was a union that defied tradition and set tongues wagging across society. Yet in that moment, swathed in white and gazing into their intense eyes, it had felt like the most natural thing in the world.

Lost in thought, I scarcely noticed the warmth spreading behind me until strong arms enveloped me. Dominic"s embrace was a fortress, his body shielding me from the world. His lips found the sensitive curve of my neck, trailing kisses that sent delicious shivers through my body.

"Good morning," he whispered, his voice a resonant timbre that vibrated through my bones.

I tilted my head to grant him better access, feeling his lips curve into a smile against my flesh. "Good morning," I replied, breathless with the rush of emotion he always stirred within me.

As I turned to face him, Dominic captured my lips with his own. The kiss was an inferno, igniting fires that ran wild through my veins. When he finally released me, his eyes smoldered with an intensity that both intimidated and thrilled me, an unmistakable hunger.

His gaze drifted to the wedding dress and then to the accessories laid out beside it. He reached for the white thigh-high stockings I"d worn on our wedding day and returned to me with an expression that blended reverence with raw desire.

"Sit," he commanded gently, guiding me onto the plush settee. My hands rested on the cool fabric as I watched him kneel before me.

With deliberate care and agonizing slowness, he rolled the delicate fabric up my calves, his fingers tracing teasing patterns along my skin. The silk caressed my thighs as he smoothed it into place, his heated gaze devouring every inch of exposed flesh, sending shivers down my spine.

"Done," he said with finality, stripping away my robe in one fluid motion, leaving me bare before him, save for those stockings. "You don"t need anything else, sweet Asa. You"re lovely as you are."

His words were like kindling to the flame already flickering within me. My pulse raced; heat pooled at my core with a need only he, Xavier, and Lucian could fulfill.

With effortless strength, Dominic lifted me into his arms. "Let"s have some breakfast," he murmured against my ear, "and then after, you"re our dessert."

A shiver of anticipation raced down my spine at his promise. Nodding against him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face there to hide the blush that crept across my cheeks.

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