Dangerous Queen

At night, in a different room of the hut, Rodalina was working her tail with the intensity of a woman possessed.

Her husband was right next to her, dead to the world and snoring like a bear in hibernation.

She didn't even bother to ask if he wanted to join in the fun—not that he'd notice. How could he compete with the fantasy playing out in her head?

She wasn't thinking about the man beside her; she was thinking about that handsome devil with those dangerous crimson eyes and the bulge that had made her mouth water like she was staring at a feast.

With every thrust of her tail, she could feel herself getting closer, her mind replaying the memory of Kaisen's smirk, his words dripping with arrogance.

Tomorrow, she told herself, she'd prove him wrong. She'd show him exactly what she was made of, but tonight, her tail was doing all the heavy lifting.