Magic by Gaslight by Pip Ballantine

Author:Pip Ballantine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, magic, witch, victorian, london, sensual, wizard
Publisher: ImagineThat! Studios

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Morning came and found them crumpled on the ruby Persian carpet, covered by the scattered remains of their clothes. Around them all was carnage. Lucinda opened one bleary eye and smiled. Her cheek was pillowed against Theo’s chest—the place it should always rest. Pushing her tangled hair out of her face, she craned her neck and looked around with amusement and shock. Pictures hung at odd angles or had been thrown off their hooks completely. Chairs were tipped over, while their pillows were thrown in every direction. The clock leaned drunkenly against the far wall. Shattered glass from its case and the lamps gleamed in piles all over the floor.

“Quite a state.” Theo’s voice rumbled against her ear but no more angry than she was. “I don’t know how I am going to explain this to the servants.”

“Yes,” she agreed, stroking a warm line down from his chest to just below his bellybutton, “and I should be sorry, but I’m not. I have never known magic to go so wild.”

“Imagine what we could do if we channeled all that.”

They lay still for a moment, until finally she spoke her thoughts in a hesitant stream. “The two magics have always been kept apart—as if they wanted to keep us apart. But what would happen if they worked together, do you think?”

Theo stretched and yawned. “I think this is a conversation best to be had over breakfast. I’m famished.”

“But you said your servants wouldn’t be in into later.” Lucinda snuggled closer to him, while her mind whirled.

“I shall make it myself.”

“Lord Alerienth making breakfast for a witch?” she cried in mock horror. “What would the Association say?”

They discussed the possibilities of recent revelations over tea and toast, that Theo indeed fetched himself. He had to walk gingerly to avoid the patches of broken glass. They talked about how the Association and the Coven carefully controlled all Capture devices, and wove tight spells around the places where they were kept, to keep the other sex well away. They discussed the constant barrage of training and teaching that students of both disciplines were fed from childhood.

Slowly, with the unfettered daring of the young, an experimental idea began to form.

Lucinda’s body sang delightfully through sore and aching muscles on the way back to the school, and she found she rather enjoyed their music. However as she got close to the Coven, reality began to drizzle through her euphoria.

They were deadly enemies—both of them taught through all of their schooling to hate the other. And yet…

And yet they had been lied to. Magicians and witches could touch. They could do more than that. So very much more. Lucinda smiled dangerously, the pull of her sore muscles reminding her of the taste she savoured of the two forbidden magics coupling. The question remained however, if they had lied about touching, what else had they lied about?

Tomorrow night they would find the answers.

Lucinda’s naked hand trailed over the brass sign of the School as she entered. Being her day off it didn’t matter what time she came in, but it was not so for everyone.

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