Page 263 of Icy Cold Death

She needed to be for what was coming.

It was time to teach him.

“He is sexually attracted to you as everyone knows. When you kiss him, he’s wide open, and that allows you to get deeper. His trust in you is so great, that he knows you’ll never let him fall. You two are a couple here. You wanted to be stronger and to go deeper. You can’t change who you are, but you can add to it. He’s your partner here.”

Lucian could feel him moving against the back of him, and he could tell he was aroused too.

That only made him want him more.

“Don’t worry. It’s an after effect of the static. When you leave here, you’ll be your normal selves. You’ve bonded. I warned your wife that if Ridge came into the room, it would be him you tied your energy to. He’s psychic. She’s not.”

“So when we are out there?” Lucian asked, as Ridge drove him wild with his hand on his ass.

God.

This was difficult.

“It’s normal. As long as you share your auras, you’ll be fine. You won’t feel like having sex. You’ll be more uncomfortable than anything. You’ll learn to adjust. You’ll have to go into the static daily to keep practicing your connection. Over time, it’s easy. Nate and I can walk in the static without a problem. He thinks they are dreams. The Native Americans called it dream walking. Witches call it scrying or spells. Psychics call it the static. It’s all one in the same.”

Ridge’s hands came around his body, and he came into contact with his dick.

The heat exploded off of them.

“That will be your ticket into the static deeper. If you come together here, on this plane, the energies will slow down. You’ll be able to find what you seek.”

Lucian needed her to be clear.

“Come together?”

“Sex, Lucian. He’s your soul match here. He’s your partner and you’re bonded. In this space, a psychic’s realm, he is your other half. You need him to tune through the static, and he needs you to put away the lust so he can focus.”

At her words, Ridge moaned, and Lucian could see in his mind, what he was fighting.

Jesus.

The sex…it was wild.

Lucian hoped to God he wasn’t fornicating with Ridge in their other reality.

“Are we having sex in the hotel room?”

She shook her head.

“No, you’re meditating. You’re simply touching. There is not here, Gentlemen. Here is someplace that a non-psychic can’t understand. This is just part of your gift, and all the static are the voices calling for help.”

Ridge’s hand slid under Lucian’s shirt, and he could hear more. The more he touched him, and the more he connected with him, the more he could focus there.

We’re going to have to have sex if we stay much more, Lucian. I can’t fight it and tune the static. I’m sorry. I need you.

Lucian was having a full-on conversation with Oracle, and one with him at the same time.

I’ll hurry it up.

No, slow it down. I need you.

“What’s coming, Avi,” Lucian said, shocked as shit at how sexual Ridge was in the static. The visuals in his head were…alluring.

Who was he kidding?

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