Staying so close together limited their movements, but Kell found that he wanted as much skin on skin as possible -- and more than that, wanted to be as close as possible. He wrapped both arms around Neria and pulled her closer to him, breathing stuttering in her ear as the magic, her magic, snapped between them. Every spark heightened his sensitivity.

The position was limited, but allowed them a closeness they might not have otherwise managed, and every time he felt her body stiffen against his, felt her clench around him, Kell came perilously close to losing control.

Instead of keeping her movements constrained, he arched into them, worked his hands onto her hips to help her keep pace, help her ride him as she liked.