I blinked, but there was nothing, not even a sliver of light to reflect off my blade. I hoped Mary would turn the lights on when the demon appeared. I can fight blind, but prefer to use all my senses when possible, especially when there’s a client to protect as well as a demon to kill. The mental link I had with Mary was very strong, almost uncomfortably so, with lots of sensory detail. Her psyche had been easy to penetrate, which was a little odd. Mary was only a bit depleted, and the barrier to her psyche should’ve resisted my invasion a little more. Her breathing was slow and a bit erratic. Goose bumps covered her naked skin where the air skimmed over it. Then…ah, there it was. Heat, not intense enough to hurt, but enough to warm her, make her feel good. Hands as soft as suede ran over her thighs oh so slowly. Mary trembled and let out a soft gasp. The warmth tickled her left breast, right over her heart, which started beating faster. Blood suffused her skin and tightened her muscles.
