Submission to Both
Aria’s POV
The house was quiet that night. Too quiet. My mother was still away with her cousin, and instead of relief, what I felt was hunger—raw, dangerous hunger. The kind that made me wish she’d stay gone longer, so I could keep drowning in the forbidden heat pressing against me every single day.
Tony’s face flickered through my mind, but instead of comfort, it made me ache. He had never made me feel like this—never made my n*****s harden with just a look, never made my clit throb just from the sound of footsteps in the hallway. Richard and Caleb had ruined me. I was soaked just thinking about them. I knew it was wrong, but God, it was the only thing I wanted.
I was sprawled on my bed, hugging the pillow, when the door creaked open. My breath caught. First Richar
