The view before her was<em>thrilling</em>. The intentions of intimacy shrouded by the neko's pain-priceless. Jacinda's arousal heightened as Oseron's disgusted gaze fell upon her. She licked her lips at watching his tongue stroke Briar's lacerations. But her attention was cut into by a voice in her head. It was her husband. His antagonistic forewarning embraced the walls of her mind. She shot a punishing glare his way. Taunting him with further rebellion.<em>Silly demon. I'm here playing..while you're over there. It looks like I already am getting away with it.</em>