In answer, she pressed her arse back against his cock and wiggled. "If it happens, it happens. It will one day anyway. Claim me, Chase, and make me forget about anything but you inside me."
With a growl, he nipped her shoulder and pressed his hard cock firmly against her arse. "Tell me again."
"I want you, Chase. Don't make either of us wait any longer."
He wished he could kiss her mouth, nipping and licking in slow strokes to show her how happy the words made him.
But he couldn't. So Chase kissed his way down her spine, slowly caressing her sides as he did so. Once he was kneeling between her legs again, he raised her hips and lightly smacked her arse cheek. "Keep them up."
Taking his cock in hand, he rubbed the head up and down her folds, pausing to gently smack her clit when he reached it, loving how he learned yet another kind of moan Layla made for him.
He spread her legs even wider, doing his best not to drool at the sight of her swollen, wet pussy on display for him. Only for him.
Placing his cock at her entrance, he pushed in an inch. "You're so tight, love. So tight."
Sweat ran down his face as he entered inch by slow inch. It took everything he had not to come on the spot.
No. His female deserved better.
His dragon ordered, Last long enough for her to come, or I'll take control.
With the threat renewed, Chase took a few deep breaths and thrust the remaining inches. Once he was fully inside her, he cursed. "You're so fucking tight, and wet, and perfect." He rubbed her shoulders. "I never want to leave."
Layla's forehead was pressed against the mattress. "Bloody hell, Chase, you're so big."
Male satisfaction coursed through him. Reaching around to her front, he gently plucked one of her nipples before moving to the tight bud between her thighs. As he applied pressure and stroked, Layla gripped the sheets tighter. He murmured, "And I can't wait to see your sweet lips around my dick one day."
She gripped her inner muscles and he hissed a breath. Layla said, "Torture me and I torture you."
He couldn't wait for when he could claim her face-to-face and watch her flush as she said such things. "Then it's time for some pleasure."
Chase pulled back and thrust slowly at first, increasing his pace as he went, careful to keep the rhythm of his fingers on her clit to match.
He did his best to rub her back, her arse, anywhere he could touch with his other hand. "Just remember, as soon as I can, I will be torturing your mouth at the same time as I claim your pussy."
"Chase, damn, I can't wait."
Her words snapped something inside him and Chase moved faster, the sound of flesh against flesh filling the room as he lost all rational thought but the need to fill Layla and claim her as his own. Maybe not with a frenzy or an official mating ceremony just yet, but right here, right now, was just as important.
Not just because she was beautiful or clever or kind. This was the beginning of their future, the one he'd wanted for so long.
As he continued in long strokes, Layla's breathing quickened as he felt the pressure building at his base. Gritting his teeth, he tried his best to hold back. He couldn't come before her, not now.
Layla cried out, her core gripping and releasing him. The bloody wonderful pressure sent him over the edge. Chase stilled as he spilled inside her, claiming her with his seed.
After the longest orgasm of his life, he leaned over Layla, wrapped his arms around her middle, and maneuvered them on the bed, both of them on their sides.
He remained that way, his ear against her shoulder, as he tried to catch his breath.
Thinking of Layla's earlier words, about why no one revealed how potential true mates could have sex without kissing, made him chuckle.
She leaned even more into him and murmured, "What's so funny?"
One of his hands lazily roamed up her abdomen until he could play with her nipple, running his forefinger back and forth against the still hard peak. "Just that I can see why you don't tell people about the sex between true mates thing. That was bloody amazing, and if I hadn't spent two years learning patience, it might make me do something rash right now."
It was a sign of her trust in him that she snorted and didn't try to move away. "Aye, according to old, barely legible records, it caused quite the problem centuries ago. Something about destroying alliances, and turning one Scottish clan against the other, back when Scotland had more than one dragon clan."
Lifting his head, he kissed her shoul