Page 63 of Sinful Submission

Their barks and moans pulled my orgasm down, and I drenched their dicks and balls.

“Aaaaah – ssssss – ooooh, yes, yeeess!” I purred, rocked into a dizzy spell. My orgasm didn’t slow them down.

Their plunges magnified, their beats drilling, their bites deepened, the sex was thrilling. But my heart felt as if it would smash through my chest at any moment. Delirium hit me hard, and I shouted.

“SIR!”

I didn’t know if my safe word used with Titan was meant to be used in this space but using it pulled Titan from the onslaught of dick he rammed into me. Cruz had a mouth full of my thigh between his teeth, and I grabbed a fist full of his dreads and used our safe word.

Cruz eased up, and Titan removed himself, released my neck, and grabbed the sides of my face, assessing me.

“Don’t apologize,” I said in case they planned to. My jaw trembled, and I sucked in a breath, grabbed the back of Titan’s head, and pulled his mouth to mine.

“Santari…” he murmured as I bit his lips.

“I’m okay.” I smiled. Storm remained steady, grinding softly but taking note of our interaction.

“I just needed a moment.” I exhaled a deep breath, but my pulse was rocking all over. “Shit!” I laughed a bit chaotically. “I always wanna be fucked like this with y’all. Don’t ease up on me because of this. When I need a moment, you’ll know it, okay?”

Titan and Cruz glanced at each other.

“Don’t do that. I’m ready for you now. Come back.”

“I’ll take your direction… this time.” Titan pinched my chin. “Cruz.”

We switched again, and I was stretched out on my side, with Cruz pounding into my ass, Storm in my pussy, and Titan in my mouth.

Living this experience with them was the thing made of dreams. Their drive only kindled me more, igniting the power I felt to bring them all to their climaxes, to hear their grunts, groans, moans, and curses when I weakened them.

This was my playground, and I wanted them forever, and no force of power would take them from me – even if I had to take down Pandora’s Box myself.

It wastwo days later when I checked my phone and found six missed calls from Gina. I called her back while Titan, Cruz, and Storm gathered at the pool to discuss detailed plans.

“Girl!”Gina’s voice burst through the line. “Where have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you for days!”

“Sorry, girl. I’ve been busy training.”

“Training?” She paused. “What kind of training are we talking about?”

I eyed my reflection in the mirror, noting the marks the men had left on my skin. The woman staring back at me was different from the one Gina knew—harder, darker, and more dangerous.

“The kind that changes you,” I said finally.

“Damn.” She whistled. “That’s cryptic as fuck. You gonna explain or keep being mysterious?”

I chuckled. “First, you tell me what you’ve been up to. Did you get that grant to expand your salon?”

“Maybe.”

I squinted. “Did you or did you not?”

“I did get the grant.”

“That’s great!”

“But!” she shouted. “I’m not expanding right now.”

My excitement waned. “Why, what happened?”

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