There was a time for teasing and talking and a time for other things. This was one of the latter.
So Ashley remained silent to let Wes run as fast as possible to their new home. Because she might just be more eager than him to ditch her clothes and ride him like there was no tomorrow.
Wes tried to restrain himself as he ran to his house, but the pounding need of both man and dragon to claim their mate ran strong.
He was starting to understand why most new mates raced from their ceremony minutes after finishing instead of lingering around. It was almost as if making a clan leader wait several hours was a new test of its own. One that was almost as trying as when he'd gone through his leadership competition.
His dragon spoke up. That part is over, so stop thinking about it. Just make sure not to waste time once we're inside our house. You have the rest of our lives to talk with our mate. The frenzy is more important.
For once, Wes didn't argue with his beast.
He finally reached his house, managed to open the door—he'd left it unlocked on purpose—and went inside, shutting the door with his foot in the process.
Since he wanted to claim his mate in their bedroom, he ran the short distance and then gently laid Ashley on his—no, their—bed.
As she leaned on her elbows and stared up at him with her dark blue eyes, his already hard cock turned to granite. He growled, "Either take off that dress or I'm ripping it off."
Not waiting for an answer since he knew Ashley was as aroused as him, Wes concentrated on shucking his own clothes. Once the tattered remains lay on the floor, he moved even closer to the bed.
Satisfaction coursed through him as Ashley pushed the dress down her legs and tossed it to the floor. She laid back, her arms over her head as she met his gaze again and stated, "I'm waiting."
No hesitation, no fear, nothing negative. His mate was willing to accept all of him.
He slowly crawled above her on his hands and knees until his face was right over hers. Then he lay on her, sucking in a breath as her warm skin met his.
Ignoring his dragon's roars to fuck her already, he cupped her cheek and moved until his lips were an inch away from hers. "This is the only time I'm going to take it slow, Ash. A dragon in a frenzy is demanding, insatiable, and driven by the need to fuck you until you'r
e pregnant. Are you ready?"
She lifted her hips, pressing against his cock, and he groaned. Her voice was husky as she said, "I've been ready for years. Kiss me, Wes. And show me what you got."
Maybe he should take his time, lingering and savoring their first kiss. But between his dragon's need, the feel of his mate's skin against his, and the scent of her arousal, he came down hard on her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth, and claiming her in rough strokes.
The need to fuck her coursed through his body, his dragon all but throwing a tantrum as he said, Hurry, hurry. You get the first time only because you promised not to hesitate. So start, or I'll claim it.
Since there was no way in hell he was going to let that happen, Wes continued to kiss her as he raised his lower body a little. Taking his cock in one hand, he ran it through Ashley's folds. He broke the kiss as he groaned. "You're so fucking wet already."
She managed to spread her legs wider. "Then don't keep me waiting."
With a shout, he pushed his cock into her pussy slowly. "You're so tight. I just want to thrust, but I don't want to hurt you."
"You'll never hurt me, Wes. Don't hold back who you are. I want that man in my bed. Man and dragon, actually. I love you."
Her words unleashed every instinct and need he'd been fighting against. Wes pushed inside her to the hilt, loving how tight and hot she was, as well as the way she gripped him as if she'd never let go.
Ashley's nails dug into his back, and it triggered his inner beast. Wes crushed his mouth against hers again, stroking against her tongue as he moved his hips.
The combination of her taste in his mouth and her heat around his dick nearly made him come straight away. But he held back, wanting—no, needing—for her to come before he did. It was one of the things a male should always do for his female.
So he rolled to his back, never breaking their connection, and finally released her mouth. "Ride me."
She blinked a second but began rocking her hips forward and back. As much as he wanted to watch her breasts bounce and tease her nipples, he had something more important to do if he wanted his mate to orgasm before him.
Wes moved his hand to her clit and circled around it, loving how she arched into his touch. Ashley groaned and murmured, "Touch me harder, Wes."
"Grip me like you mean it first."
When her insides clenched around his cock, Wes groaned.