Veronica demonstrated the raw strength of her powerful legs for the first time against Odah. She locked him into a merciless scissor hold, clamping her thighs around the thin, undernourished slave’s neck and crushing down without hesitation or pity, pinning him completely helpless beneath her. She savored every second of it. The tight pressure of a man’s throat trapped between her thighs sent a rush of pure satisfaction through her—she loved the way their struggles grew weaker, the heat of their skin against hers, the absolute control of squeezing someone into submission with nothing but the strength of her legs.
