A Look Inside: Sinful Submission

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The Primal Fetish Paradox: A Dark Reverse Harem Trilogy featuring Sherelle Green, Shae Sanders and myself is coming way your way pretty soon. 

While you wait, I have a sneak peek of my book, Sinful Submission, for you!

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Santari

My head broke through the surface of the water, and I took in a breath, resting my feet on the pool floor.

Opening my eyes, droplets blurred the silhouette standing on the pool’s edge, but it didn’t hide his broad shoulders, muscular torso, or the tattoo sleeves on both arms.

I dipped my head back and wiped my eyes, then lifted to stare at him again.

…Titan Valentine.

I still couldn’t believe he was mine, and that he had agreed to be with me in such an arrangement. When it came to polygamy in the world, it was mostly made up of several women and one man. But in our world, it was only me and three of them – Cruz, Storm, and Titan.

Three dark, intense, and incredibly gorgeous men who each played a significant role in my life.

I was living a dream. Some would call it a fantasy. But I called it serendipity. I couldn’t be whole without them. They were the pieces to a full puzzle, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I’d found that out over the last few months. My, how time flew. I didn’t come to The Omega House with the intention of falling in love with them. In fact, I came furious and determined to have my questions answered.

But things had changed so quickly that for anyone else, it would have left their heads spinning. For me, coming here gave me understanding and fulfillment like I’d never imagined.

All my life, I’d known something was missing, and no one man could seem to satisfy me in a way that made me complete. The longer I stayed, the clearer it became where I belonged.

Still, even knowing this, Titan was holding back. While we agreed verbally, sexually, and mentally, he was still holding back, and I wanted all of him.

The metal wheel rolled against Titan’s thumb, and a flame ignited from his flip-top lighter, illuminating his goatee and suckable lips. His skin was smooth, his body hard like a candy bar dipped in chocolate and I wanted to suck him deep in my throat.

Arousal hit me below, my pussy thumping like a palpitating heartbeat. I bit my bottom lip, watching him like he had watched me most of the night. His gaze was fixed on the blaze, and I wondered what connection he had with fire as he always went somewhere else whenever he stared into a flame.

“What’s on your mind, Santari?”

His gaze blinked once, and then those dark eyes were on me, and he closed his fist around the flame, effectively snuffing it.

“Wondering where you go when you see fire.”

“Why do you want to know that?”

“Because I want to know you, Titan.”

“You don’t think you know enough?”

“No.”

His brows rose. “Your curiosity can put you in danger.”

“Says who?”

“Says me.”

“And how will danger find me when you’re around?”

He smirked. “I am the danger. Haven’t you realized that by now?”

I’d decided long ago that none of their demons would send me running. Instead, I’d find a way to become their master.

“Then I’d rather be in trouble,” I said.

We stared at each other, and he sucked his teeth.

“I’ve been trying to take my time with you—”

“And I wish you wouldn’t.”

More staring, and I had to wonder if his body was thumping up a storm like mine.

In the distance, a tune sounded, and I realized it was my phone.

“Leave it,” he said.

“Under one condition.”

His nostrils flared. Titan didn’t like orders. He hated to be told what to do, and I knew when I pushed his buttons, he would snap, which was what I was banking on. There was something about his madness that drove me wild. This wasn’t the first time I’d recognized my arousal to his violent nature but there was nothing I wanted to do about it but let it engulf me.

“Take those clothes off and get in the water with me.”

“If you’re going to give me orders, you must be prepared for my retaliation.”

My skin warmed even under the water’s cool ambiance.

“I’m prepared.”

He stripped down, removing the jeans and boxers in one shrug off his cut hips. His dick bounced out – a dagger with a hook’s edge and I wanted that dick inside me so bad, I burned for it.

Seconds later, the water splashed, and he was under the blue chlorine pool, his perfect posture and agile strength sailing toward me with submarine silence and athletic poise.

He circled me once, twice, and the anticipation of his undertaking drove my arousal to new heights.

I reached to grab his shoulder, and my touch sent him quickly rising before me, my ass in his grip as he lifted me out of the pool to wrap my legs around his neck.