first. For a while.” He had to add that last part, because she needed to feel the pleasure magic as well as perform it. As much as he was enjoying feeling the sizzle of her magic on his skin, he needed to make her wild too. “Most of this is going to come naturally to you once the magic starts flowing. You won’t have to focus as much as you do when you’re practicing.”
“That’s good. What do I do?” She sat on the bed and her head cocked to the side. She relaxed a little more with each moment.
“I want you to think about pleasure. How it feels to have a hand running over your stomach and up to your breasts. How it feels to have fingers tugging on your nipple or stroking your clit.” He smiled and eased onto the bed beside her. So far so good.
Her eyes widened. “Really, just that? I’m not supposed to try to put the feelings into the magic?”
“I’m teaching here.” Linc reached over and tugged her thighs wider. His hand pressed her skirt between her legs and he rested his fingers over her pussy. Even through the fabric, he could feel her heat. “Now do what I say or do I need to remind you of how those sensations feel.”
She turned and glared up at him. “No, I can remember them.”
“Rest your hands palm up in your lap and get started. I might decide to play if you don’t hurry.” He kept his lips in a straight line with effort.
She drew her lip back in a small snarl. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. He saw her body relax a little. Her nipple poked at the fabric of her shirt, the stiff peak clearly visible. He tore his eyes away from that encouraging sign and focused on her hand. He could see the first of the magic beginning to pool there.
She didn’t notice it. Her eyes remained closed and her breath hitched a little. The hazy purple mist began to pool in her palms waiting to be harnessed. He watched and waited. It needed to strengthen a little before he showed her what she’d created. It would dissipate with the shock. She needed to see and feel it.
When the magic had grown into two amorphous masses in her palms, he decided that it should be strong enough. “Open your eyes and look at your hands.”
He watched her, but didn’t know what to expect. Her eyes widened and she straightened. Her gaze lifted to his.
“What did I do?” She licked her lips and her fingers flexed a little.
“That’s the way it’s supposed to happen. It probably would have happened naturally at some point. You’ll be able to call it forth, but you can send it away too. It won’t hurt you, Colm or me.” Linc kept his voice quiet and calm. He tried to force his lips into a straight line. He didn’t want her to think he was laughing at her. Sometimes, her reactions made him smile.
“What do I do with it?” She lifted one of her hands and then set it back down when the hazy purple magic moved over her palm. “It tingles.”
“You’re going to torment me for a little while.” He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers across her cheek. “Let me get more comfortable and you can start.”
He stood and took off his boots and his shirt. The pants he left fastened, because he wanted the control the tight fabric gave him. He knew how intense the magic running over his skin could feel and he didn’t want this to end too soon. Walking around the bed, he settled down on his back in the center. With his fingers together behind his head, he took a deep breath and focused on letting her learn to trust at least this part of her magic.
“But what do I do with this?” She frowned as she slowly made her way around the bed. Her knee braced on the bed. She remained poised there as if she didn’t want to risk getting closer until she knew exactly what to do.
“It’s magic. What do you want it to do?” Linc raised a brow. “If you were here and I was standing there comtemplating what to do, I’d probably start with your breasts. I’d slowly trickle the magic over your chest. As it spread, maybe it would send little shocks across your nipples or make them feel as if they were being