As his female perused his naked body and stopped at his cock, her gaze was as good as a touch, and he let out a drop of precum.
Fuck. He wasn't going to last long the first time. Rhydian would just have to work harder at making sure Delaney came first.
He resisted shredding her dress to expose her naked body and instead crawled slowly over her, until their faces were inches apart. He murmured, "I love you, Delaney."
For her reply, she pulled his head down and pressed her lips to his. As her mouth opened and he stroked the inside of it with his tongue, his beast shouted, Mine, ours, we need her. Now. No more waiting. We need to fuck her, claim her, make sure she carries our child.
Soon. She needs this kiss. Later, you'll realize we need this kiss, too.
Ignoring his dragon's tantrum, Rhydian focused on putting every bit of love he had into his first kiss with Delaney. After so long, he wanted it to be as perfect as possible.
When her nails lightly dug into his scalp, he moaned. His dragon continued demanding they fuck her, and with each passing second, it became harder and harder for him to fight his beast.
Finally breaking the kiss—the best of his life—he laid his forehand on Delaney's and said, "I want to spend hours kissing your mouth, learning every secret and taste. But my dragon is on the cusp of taking control and I want to be the one to claim you first."
Delaney pulled and wiggled to move her skirt up and murmured, "Then what are you waiting for?"
He crushed his mouth against hers as his hand moved between her thighs. His female was bloody perfect, not hesitating to give him what both man and beast needed.
When his fingers discovered she was not only bare, but wet and swollen, he groaned. She'd been moving about the great hall all evening with nothing underneath.
His dragon roared. Then why are you waiting? I want her. Now. She needs to carry our child. Only then will the other males stay away.
He ignored his dragon to focus on stroking, teasing, and lightly rubbing her clit and pussy. The more Delaney wiggled and moaned, the more he increased his movements.
When she finally cried out into his mouth, his dragon shouted, Now. Take her now. Make her ours.
Rhydian positioned his cock and gently slid inside her, catching the tail end of her orgasm as she gripped and released his dick. Each spasm made him groan, not to mention made it that much harder not to spill inside her without thrusting even once.
When he was finally inside her to the hilt, he broke the kiss and looked his mate in the eyes. "I'm not going to last long this time, love. And once I come, my dragon won't be far behind. Are you ready?"
She wrapped a leg around his waist and tilted her hips upward a fract
ion. "Take me, Rhydian. And then share me with your dragon."
With a roar—a combination of both man and dragon—Rhydian moved his hips. He increased his pace with each stroke, loving how Delaney moved with him, making it better for them both.
As he'd thought, they would be a great team in all things.
However as the pressure built at the base of his spine, Rhydian forgot about everything but his mate below him and how much he wanted to spill his seed inside her.
When he finally stilled and filled his female's sweet pussy, branding her with his scent and sending her into another orgasm, he held her close and eventually collapsed on top of her, taking care not to hurt her in the process.
He'd barely finished coming down when his dragon said, Now, my turn.
And before Rhydian could warn Delaney, his beast pushed to the front of their mind and tossed Rhydian to the back of it, meaning his dragon had control now.
It was finally time to see how his mate handled his dragon. And Rhydian hoped like hell that it was as good as when she was with him.
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Delaney floated on some kind of high, wondering if dragon-shifters also made their mates boneless when they came. Not that she cared. Rhydian's heavy weight on top of her soothed her, not to mention created a sense of security and belonging.
She was finally his in all ways now. Soon enough she'd make sure he was hers, too.
However, before she could speak a word, Rhydian's head snapped up, his pupils slitted, and she barely had time to put together his dragon must be in control now when Rhydian's deeper dragon-laced voice filled the air. "My turn. Now. You must carry our young. Only then will the other males stay away."
She could see how some people might be afraid of the stilted language and heated gaze, but Holly and Melanie had warned her of what was to come. And since she loved all of Rhydian, she wasn't afraid. "Then take me, dragon. I'm ready."