The way all wives did when their mate was getting more of something than they, Jacinda held some resentment toward her husband. As he explained the occurrence with with the fairy with such an apathetic tone, something in Jacinda became sensitive to the subject of Drey's sexual encounters. Just as her anger peaked, his shadow swept across the room to touch her. The sensual feeling it made her weak. All of her nerve endings numbed to a state of ecstasy.<br/>Her fingers ran across her lips, down her torso. She touched herself shamelessly, as a lascivious moan came from her lips.<br/><br/><em>'So very evil.'</em>She thought, as her mood almost changed because of the connection. Now wanting to take the whip in her hand and start chastising him with it. It must have been close to that time of the month. Because, participating in illicit fornication, openly, was something they had<em>always</em>done. Supernatural swingers with an appetite for pain and lust. None of this was new, which made Jacinda even more aggravated. These feelings had never pronounced themselves so strongly...in a long time. The reason being that she had not yet gotten<em>hers</em>.<br/><br/>She let her attention slip away from the pets. Pouting angrily as her eyes bore into Drey's. She straddle him now. Touching his soft lips the way she had her own. "I'm not done<em>playing</em>darling. My guard has inappropriate affections for my new pet. Now they<em>both</em>need to be broken. That one, She motioned to the man fairy, "for the second time. Can't you let me have my fun?"