Free Passion Light by Danielle Elise Girard Page B

to mate for life. It is a natural progression of our growth to adults. It is different from your society. Many people here are promiscuous and even diseased. The selection of a mate is written in the workings of our individuality. The dreaming, like what I had about you all of my life is the way we find and choose mates. It truly is magical.”
     
    Do you want to be with me?” she asked. “We have condoms but they are old and not a dependable as we could wish.”
     
    “Oh, yes,” he said, “I do want you but we don’t need condoms. You are not diseased and neither am I. We won’t conceive children until the time is right. Our time will not be right until we have addressed all the issues you are struggling with here and we have made our union complete with a good mind connection.”
     
    “Mind connection?” Isabelle asked.
     
    “Dedicated couples in our culture have a mental connection and can communicate without words. At least some people here do it, too but they don’t think much about it, or mention it to other people, or try to enhance it,” he said.
     
    “I’ve never known any couples who could communicate that way,” Isabelle said. “Albert and Doris have been married many years and they communicate well enough but not a lot. Doris talks but Albert is the quiet, unemotional type. He rarely loses his composure. I don’t think either of them expects much from life after all they have experienced. He was in the military and all their children followed him into the same career. All of them died in the wars, or they assume they did because none of them ever returned here. Albert and Doris were employed here before the wars working for my grandfather after Albert retired from his military career. A few other couples here are together through some sort of agreement, but it’s usually based on sex or food or protection, not love or marriage. I feel intuition or get some hints sometimes, but it’s usually something revealing that someone does or says that give me hints about whatever they are up to, especially if they are up to something bad.”
     
    “In our culture such things as close mind connections are common and accepted. We train to use our mental powers both collectively and independently. It’s an enormous advantage for us because we are able to react in a united way without revealing what our strategy is to a potential enemy. We also power useful things like transportation with our collective mental powers,” he said.
     
    “You have transportation?” Isabelle asked. “We only have horses. All the vehicles we know just don’t work anymore and we can’t fix them.”
     
    He was aroused and he gave her a look that communicated a great deal without words. She understood exactly what he wanted. It got her mind off transportation and onto him…and his body. He reached for her at the same time she reached for him. He seemed to love kissing her. He lingered over her and her mouth for a long time, kissing her, first without penetrating her mouth, but then he kissed her more deeply. His hands seemed to know exactly the way she liked to be touched.
     
    She enjoyed touching him, too. He was very big, with a muscular body that radiated heat. Though the castle was always cold she did not feel the chill with Evan near. Her hands drifted over him trying to feel everything at once.
     
    It was if she was on a really hot vacation and had the freedom to do anything she wanted with this man. It was a new pleasure for her. A really attentive and great looking naked man was the ultimate playmate for an adult woman.
     
    “Touch me,” he rumbled. She reached and began to caress his organ.
     
    “It feels so good,” he said.
     
    He was flushed with arousal and she somehow sensed that he was happy to be where he was, with her. It was difficult to think that he was content. What he seemed to feel was too exciting for the term. It was more titillating than mere contentment. His excitement fed hers.
     
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