Honeyed Pasture you smoke crack, dontcha?

She frowned and drew in a deep breath. What had he done with these women? It wouldn't matter if his other lovers were unrelated, but Ying doubted that this was the case. The Jiangs and Wangs wholly ruled the coast — or so she wished.  

The thought of sharing a bed with her cousins (or worse, sisters!) was nauseating. Ying tried to keep these thoughts inside as she began to knead at the fur on his abdomen. What if I want to be your only secret? Will you do this? Her gaze had shifted into something darker, something akin to that which she'd had before. Ying patiently awaited his response.