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“I’m not done yet. Keep drawing.”

He resisted the urge to toss her onto the bed and picked up the pad. How could he draw with such sweet perfection in front of him?

Nell unclipped her hair and let it fall to her shoulders, watching him as she did so.

She slid her jumpsuit to her waist in time with the music, revealing smooth skin that was ready for stroking.

Nell’s hands lifted with the beat, and her hips twisted and thrust.

Rane groaned, wanting nothing more than to have that beautiful body beneath him, making those movements as he thrust inside her.

He felt the warm uncoiling in his groin and smiled in satisfaction. Olickie only released their balls for their true mate. All other sexual encounters were practice, waiting for the one partner who made them complete. It was a sign of total trust to be so vulnerable with another being. Rane trusted Nell with his life.

She turned slowly and bent at the waist as she slid off her jumpsuit, stepping out of it to leave her in a set of pale blue underwear.

Rane’s desire flared, and the charcoal broke in two in his hand. He wanted this woman more than anything else. To have her dance for him with such abandon made his cock throb with longing.

Nell’s fingers slipped inside her panties, and she inched them down her hips, giving him a promise of things to come.

She left the fabric there, turning as she unclipped her bra and shrugged it off.

The beat changed to a deep drum rhythm. Nell matched the beat perfectly as she spun, her breasts bouncing, enticingly out of his reach.

Rane couldn’t wait any longer. He caught hold of her hips and pulled her to him. “Get over here before I explode.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against his chest. “Whatever you want. I’m all yours.”

Rane scooped her into his arms and placed her on the bed. He discarded his shirt and pants and dropped on top of her.

His fingers left smears of charcoal across her flesh as he stroked her, his hands almost tearing the panties in his haste to get her naked.

Nell’s fingers stroked his neck frill expertly. She was a natural with her touch and knew how much to stimulate him without Rane letting go too soon. It had happened a few times, which was not something he was proud of. It was something about that wicked mouth of hers and the way she tickled the underside of his frill that had him shooting his load before he wanted to. That wasn’t happening this time.

Rane dropped his head to Nell’s breasts as he licked her nipples, taking each one into his mouth in turn and humming softly. Nell loved this sensation. He felt her stiffen and arch beneath him as he alternated his pitch, getting the sound right, so it hit her deep inside and made her shake with desire.

Her hips jerked upward, and Rane slid a hand between Nell’s legs. She was ready for him, warm and wet and open.

Her hands released his neck frill, which burned from her touch. She stroked down his back. One hand caught hold of his shaft and the other cupped his balls.

She purred in appreciation. “All mine.”

“Only for you,” Rane whispered in her ear. He caught her thigh and pulled her leg up, ready to sink in hard and deep.

Nell groaned as his cock opened her, and she tilted her hips to give him access.

“Rane!” She thrust upward at the exact second he filled her.

“That’s it.” Bare flesh slapped together as his fingers kneaded her ass. His hand moved between her legs, and he felt them joined, loving the way he filled her.

Her fingers rubbed his frill, not being gentle any more as she shook, every muscle tensing as her orgasm grew close.

Spreading her open, Rane used his fingers on her sensitive nub.

“Oh, yes.”

Her eyes were closed, and her cheeks flushed. That was an expression he’d love to capture in a drawing. He’d never do justice to how sexy she was.

“More. Harder.” Nell’s hands were all over him.