Page 168 of Rogue Elves of Ardani
“That… that feedback thing, with the empathy,” he said. “It’s almost too much.”
She gave him a nervous glance. “Do you not like it?”
“No. It’s fantastic. Goddess help me.”
When she’d had a chance to catch her breath, she rolled over and draped herself over him. The connection to his mind was immediate. His emotions, his presence, draped over her like a blanket. And she felt a new sparking of arousal from him as he sensed their mental closeness as well. She had to concentrate to keep it from growing overwhelming again.
For the Ashara, empathic connection is an important part of a relationship,she thought to him.It’s considered a form of bonding between partners just like sex is.
I can see why.
It’s a big part of Ashara culture. There are rules, techniques. It’s an art.
There’s more to it than what we’ve already done, you mean?
That amused her.We’ve only scratched the surface.
Interest sparked in his mind. There was a pause, and then he eased a tendril of his mind toward hers in an empathic caress. She smiled and returned the gesture. There was an instinctive resistance to the connection that he was having to ignore. It was like relaxing into a strong massage.
It might take me some time to get used to this again,he admitted.
We have time.
Yes,he thought.We do.
