The bold girl from his youth had blossomed into a confident female, one he wanted to haul into his lap and claim all over again.
His beast snorted. If you're thinking about a platonic relationship, I don't think it'll last.
It'll last because it has to.
Want to wager on it?
No.
Only because you know you'll lose.
"Ash? Is your dragon against the idea?"
He shook his head. "No. He's just being a smug pain in my arse, is all."
She grinned. "So in other words, just a male dragon?"
His beast cackled inside his head, but Asher ignored him. "He's the only dragon I have, so I don't know."
Searching his gaze, she leaned forward. "So? What do you think?"
There were a million reasons why he should dismiss Honoria's idea and earn the clan leader position on his own.
And yet, just imagining Honoria always nearby, ready to take charge if something triggered a flashback to his torture, was too irresistible. Especially since she would have a hard time winning over the older clan members on her own. Not everyone was as open to a female leader as Clan Glenlough in Ireland.
His beast grunted. Honoria's entirely capable and skilled.
I don't disagree. But our stubbornness won't instantly change everyone's minds.
He finally answered Honoria's question. "I'm open to it." She squealed in delight, but he carried on. "But it's not ultimately up to me, Ria. We have to convince the DDA to allow it, which won't be easy."
She grabbed his hand, her warm skin against his making him want to kiss her again. "No worries, we can do it. I know we can, Ash. We need to schedule a private meeting with the DDA human as soon as possible. Where's my phone?"
He finally pulled her closer and rearranged her on his lap. "You can call them after we have our tie-breaking match."
"Ash, we shouldn't waste time."
His hand moved to between her thighs, and he lightly stroked her folds. He groaned at how wet she still was. "Cede to me straightaway and it won't take long."
Her pupils flashed to slits and back. Instead of speaking, she pushed him back and raised herself to her knees while straddling him. "I don't think so."
With his hard cock in hand, she lowered down and began riding him rough, digging her nails into his chest as she swirled her hips.
He should be upset at losing, but as Honoria gripped his cock with her pussy and increased her pace, he said fuck it. Sometimes, losing wasn't so bad. Especially when Honoria Wakeham was involved.
Chapter Four
The following day, Asher sat next to Honoria in what was usually the clan leader's office. For the time being, the human DDA employee was using it as her home base.
It was strange to see a human sitting behind the massive desk that had been used for centuries by Skyhunter's
leaders. Some may think it should be destroyed, to cleave all ties to Marcus King's reign. However, Asher thought keeping the desk and sitting behind it to do good would be better. Most of Skyhunter's past wasn't so dark, after all. There were even times in history, such as during the Second World War, when they'd been viewed as heroes.
Not that he should be thinking about the desk at all. Honoria had just finished telling Penny about her co-leader idea, and they awaited her response. The human kept looking at each of them in turn, her brows furrowed, clearly thinking.
When she finally spoke, her voice was firm. For a human, at least. "Part of me wants to outright dismiss the request since Skyhunter will face enough challenges with just one new leader."
At her pause, Asher jumped in. "I sense a 'but' coming."