Her body soon tensed, her muscles coiling, and then she arched her back as her mouth bit sharply into my shoulder, screaming into it as her orgasm clearly swept through her. But I’m afraid I can still only partially reach out to you. “Can’t what?”
“Come on, Maëlys, you know what I mean. “There we are, I apologize for not mentioning that before. Noticing we still held hands, I brought hers up to my lips and gave the pale skin there a light kiss. Ok. I plan to do the same with you.” The twinkle came back into her eye. Let’s see if you can focus on being master of the magic, while I…manage your arousal, as a good little seneschal should.”
Her fingers began to stroke me, teasing, almost a torment, as she began to whisper mystical secrets into my ear. Your whispers have given me the basics of wielding magic, and your submission has given me a pool of magic to use: yours. But there is more.
