The Mind-Reading Mate: Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me? Chapter 166: ’Fun’ Shop (II)

Primrose’s face imdiately turned red the mont she heard Mirelle’s words. She hadn’t expected her to ask about the queen’s sex life so openly!

"I ... I’m not sure," Primrose lowered her voice, hoping Edmund wouldn’t hear her. "We just ... do it the usual way."

To be honest, it was usually Edmund who took the lead and changed their positions throughout the night.

But as far as she could rember, he’d never done anything weird or too out of the ordinary.

Their sex life was pretty much exactly how she imagined it would be when she read steamy novels or those adult guides ant to help married couples.

"The usual way is good, but ..." Mirelle smiled knowingly. "Sotis, to keep the spark alive, you can try sothing new. Co on, Your Majesty, let show you around."

Primrose hesitated and shook her head. "I-I don’t think—"

"Oh, don’t be shy." Before Primrose could escape, Mirelle had already grabbed her hand, pulling her further into the shop. "There’s no harm in learning a little more, right?"

What kind of learning was this? Studying shelves full of fake penises?

Wait, what?

Primrose’s eyes widened as she finally realized what was in front of her. A whole row of fake manhoods, all in different sizes.

So were smaller than her husband’s, but others ... were shockingly huge.

How the hell could anyone fit sothing that big?

But after thinking for a mont, she rembered that won in the beast land were generally taller and bigger than Primrose, so they probably wouldn’t have trouble taking such large manhoods.

Still ... wasn’t that a bit too much?

"Are you interested in this one, Your Majesty?" Mirelle suddenly picked up one and held it right in front of Primrose’s face.

"This one’s called Companion of the Night. A lot of widows or wives whose husbands are away for long periods use this to keep themselves company," Mirelle explained. "Do you want to give it a try? I can help you find the perfect size."

[Should I buy it for my wife?]

Primrose froze the mont she heard her husband’s voice. She had completely forgotten that Edmund was standing beside her the whole ti!

[I’m away from the palace quite often ... Maybe my wife gets lonely while I’m gone.]

In a panic, Primrose quickly pushed the toy away and blurted out, "No ... I-I prefer the real thing!"

Even if she did feel lonely when Edmund was gone, she just couldn’t imagine using a fake one by herself.

It felt too awkward. Too embarrassing.

Besides, sex was more exciting and way more satisfying when she was with Edmund. So, really, she didn’t need anything like that, maybe not yet.

"Ah, what a pity." Mirelle looked disappointed for a mont before smiling again. "But don’t worry. I’ve got lots of other fun things to show you!"

From the outside, the shop didn’t look that big, but once they stepped in, Primrose was surprised by how spacious it actually was. Way bigger than she had expected.

She didn’t quite understand how it worked, but the store was divided into three zones: green, yellow, and red.

Primrose wasn’t sure why Mirelle used colors to separate the sections, but the farther they walked into the darker zone, the stranger everything seed.

The items on display looked more and more ... bizarre.

And the mont she stepped into the red zone, Primrose’s jaw dropped in shock. She actually considered running away.

There were handcuffs, whips, and even dog collars. Were these really supposed to be for pleasure ... or were they just tools for torture?!

"If you enjoy a little pain, you might like so of these," Mirelle said sweetly, her face completely innocent. "This whip, for example, so people enjoy getting spanked. Who knows? Maybe you’re one of them, Your Majesty?"

Hell, no.

Primrose could barely hold back tears when she stubbed her toe on a chair, so there was no way she’d enjoy being whipped!

Only soone with brain damage would find pleasure in pain.

Wait ... what about Edmund? He didn’t secretly want to whip her, did he?

[If my wife were into this, I’d let her whip instead,] Edmund thought calmly.

There was absolutely no way she’d want to whip her husband!

No. This section clearly wasn’t ant for her and her soft-hearted husband.

"Um ... could you maybe show sothing lighter?" Primrose asked, her voice soft. "Sothing that doesn’t involve pain ... or maybe sothing for beginners?"

Mirelle responded in her head first, [Such a pity ... she hasn’t even seen the wooden horse yet.]

The what?

Primrose followed Mirelle’s gaze and froze.

In the corner of the room stood a wooden horse with two fake penises mounted on its back.

Why did it have two penises on its back?! Who would ever buy sothing like that and ride it?!

Primrose didn’t want to ask and she clearly didn’t want to know.

"I do have a few lighter options," Mirelle said with a bright smile. "How about I prepare a beginner package for you?"

Primrose didn’t even want to think about it anymore. She just wanted to leave. So she nodded quickly. "That sounds good."

But even the so-called beginner’s package didn’t feel all that beginner-friendly.

Sure, it didn’t include anything terrifying like that wooden monster, but Primrose still caught Mirelle slipping in a few unfamiliar items that she couldn’t even na.

"Don’t look so stiff, Your Majesty," Mirelle chuckled gently. "There’s nothing to be afraid of. Everything in this kit is beginner-friendly, and I’ve included a little guidebook on how to use each item."

Honestly, Primrose doubted she’d ever open that bag in her entire life.

"And here, our best-selling product!" Mirelle added two chocolate bars into the bag. She leaned in and whispered near Primrose’s ear, "Make sure no one else eats these chocolates, only you and His Majesty."

Primrose frowned. "Why?"

Mirelle gave her a mysterious smile. "Just try them and see for yourself."

’What if it’s poison?’ Primrose panicked for a second. ’Should I make Salem eat it first?’

But no ... there was no way Mirelle would be bold enough to put poison into food, especially not food ant for royalty.

As if sensing her unease, Mirelle added with a reassuring tone, "I also sell those chocolates to the human kingdom, so I promise they’re completely safe, Your Majesty."

Primrose didn’t ask any more questions. Deep down, she already had a pretty good idea of what kind of "chocolate" Mirelle had just handed her.

"Alright, here’s your beginner package," Mirelle said, sliding a leather bag across the counter toward Primrose. "I hope you and His Majesty find everything inside ... enjoyable."

Primrose forced a smile, still unsure about the whole thing. She hadn’t even decided if she’d ever open the bag, let alone use anything in it.

"Thank you, Lady Mirelle," she said politely, giving her a warm smile. "I really do appreciate the gifts."

Honestly, she hadn’t expected to walk into a place like that and co out carrying a bag full of ... well, those kinds of naughty things.

"It’s my pleasure, Your Majesty." Mirelle glanced at both Primrose and Edmund before adding with a wink, "If you ever try them, maybe you can give a little review."

No, Primrose knew better than to share sothing that personal with Mirelle. If she did, their bedroom secrets would probably spread like wildfire across the entire Noctvaris Kingdom.

As soone who loved gossip herself, Primrose would never make that mistake.

So, she just laughed awkwardly and politely said goodbye.

What was odd, though, was how quiet Edmund had been. From the mont they left the Euphoria Shop until they were seated inside the carriage, he didn’t say a single word.

He placed the bag beside him and couldn’t stop glancing at it like he couldn’t wait to open it imdiately.

[I should check everything inside first, just to make sure it’s all safe for my wife.]

Primrose, on the other hand, had zero plans to use any of those things!

But whatever. Edmund would probably forget about it if she just never brought it up again.

Once they arrived at the inn, both Edmund and Primrose went straight to clean themselves up and changed into sothing more comfortable for bed.

Since Primrose needed help getting out of her dress and removing her makeup, she decided to bathe in a different room.

It took her nearly an hour and a half just to get ready for bed.

"Maybe you should just stay in your room and rest tomorrow, Your Majesty," Marielle suggested kindly. "The view from your bedroom is lovely, and you and His Majesty could enjoy a quiet day together."

Marielle had a point.

After all the walking she had done today, Primrose’s whole body felt sore. Honestly, she didn’t feel like leaving her bed tomorrow.

"Yeah, I’m staying in," Primrose said with a tired smile. "Please have our als brought up to the room."

Once she made that decision, she ant it.

Nothing sounded better than a full day of cuddles with her husband. Besides, Raven wasn’t coming until the day after tomorrow, so she had the whole day to herself.

Maybe she could even play a ga with Edmund, sothing fun like a board ga. It had been ages since she’d played anything like that with soone.

But just as she told Edmund her plan to stay in bed all day, he suddenly pulled out a book from under the blanket and said with a straight face, "How about we try a few things from this book now, my wife?"

Primrose blinked, her eyes widening as she looked at the cover.

It had a drawing of a naked man and woman. And the title, printed in big bold letters, read: "Secrets Guide for a Good Husband: 100 Ways to Please Your Wife."

She was sure this had co from Mirelle’s cursed collection!

But more importantly, why did Edmund look so serious about it?!