Happy to be leaving New York, especially since his sister got to come with him, Ryland couldn't help but also feel worried. It had taken them three days to sort through all of the former Council's papers, along with dismantling what was left of the building that Draco had practically destroyed when Garian had taken Ryland.

Three long days and yet, even though Draco never left Ryland's side, going so far as to sleep next to him, he hadn’t made one move to make love to him. Ryland was beginning to be concerned that Draco didn't really want him.

When he asked his mate about it, Draco would claim that it was too soon, Ryland's wounds still too raw. He might've had a point, but Ryland was getting antsy. Chadwick told him it had to do with Draco already starting the process of mating by biting him and that it wouldn't ease until they had finished their mating. But if he, a human, was feeling as if his skin were crawling with ants, he could only imagine that Draco, a shifter, was feeling 10 times worse. So why hadn't he even approached Ryland about completing their mating?

Ryland's frustration was mounting and he was starting to snap at those around him.

"You know there's a bed in the back," Chadwick said as he dropped into the seat next to Ryland. It wasn't often that Draco wasn't plastered to his side but now that they were heading home to some town called Miracle, Draco and Saber were on a conference call with Edrick, the alpha of the town, to discuss plans for where they would put a town hall that would double as a meeting place for the new Council.

"Huh?" Ryland had been so deep in thought he really hadn't heard Chadwick.

Chadwick gave a chuckle. "You are practically devouring Draco with your eyes. Why don't you just take him into the bedroom in the back of the plane and have your way with him?"

Rolling his eyes at Chadwick's overstatement, Ryland said, "I'm not even looking at Draco. So, I can't possibly be doing what you said." That wasn't exactly true. He had been covertly looking Draco's way but he sure as heck hadn't been staring at the man.

Three guards that were moving to Miracle with them snorted in derision at his obvious lie. Chadwick just grinned at him. "Yeah, right. And the hormones you and Draco are giving off don't have every person on this plane hard as a rock. If you don't take Draco to the back, I will be taking Saber back there. You have five minutes to make up your mind." Then Chadwick got up and sauntered over to his mate. The kiss he gave Saber was so hot Ryland could feel the heat even from where he was sitting.

It was too much. He needed Draco.

Now.

Chadwick was right. Ryland needed to take things into his own hands. Getting up from his seat, he strode over to where Draco was talking with Saber. Without a word, he grabbed Draco's hand and dragged him away to where Chadwick said the bedroom was. The moment they reached the door, those that were on the plane started cheering and yelling, "It's about damn time."

Ryland wasn't sure how he felt about everyone knowing their business.  On the other hand, at the moment, he really didn't care. Just so long as Draco completed the mating.  He was just too damn horny to be worried about everyone on the plane knowing exactly what they were doing.

The door shut and Ryland started taking off his clothes.  But, just like every time he’d brought it up the past few days, Draco stopped him.  “What do you think you’re doing?”

Ryland started to feel a bit foolish, if the answer to that question wasn’t obvious.  “I’m trying to seduce you,” he cried out in frustration.  “But, apparently, you don’t want me or you wouldn’t be asking that question.”

Draco snorted.  “All you have to do is walk into a room and I want you, gràdh. I meant, what are you doing because you aren’t well enough for sex.”

Ryland scowled at his mate.  “Yes, I am.  Now, get those clothes off before I tear them off.”  It was an empty threat.  Ryland wasn’t even close to strong enough to do that and since he was human, he didn’t have claws like Draco did.

When Draco shook his head and tried to reopen the door to leave, Ryland had had enough.  “What do I have to do to prove it to you?  Because I have to tell you, I am so horny I’m about to explode.  One way or another I’m getting fucked, so you better decide if it’s going to be you or not.”

It was a sneaky and underhanded threat.  Chadwick had already recommended this course of action yesterday, telling Ryland just the insinuation that another man would be fucking him would drive Draco out of his mind.  Ryland hadn’t wanted to use the tactic but he was too damn desperate not to at this point.

Just as Chadwick predicted, Draco growled out, “Mine.” Then grabbed him and sank his teeth into the mating mark he’d left the other day.  His arms trapped Ryland against his hard body. The proof of how much Draco wanted him evident in the rigid outline of his erection pressing against Ryland’s hip.

 Just like that first time Draco had bitten him, Ryland’s entire body felt as if molten fire were pouring through his veins, going straight to his already hard dick.  His balls pulled up and his prick throbbed against the front of his pants.  If he didn’t get them unzipped and fast, he was going to come in them like some teenager.

“Please,” he whined, wanting more than just a bite.  He wanted the whole mating.  Kisses, touching, penetration, and hopefully a mind-blowing orgasm.  But it was so much more than that.  He wanted the entire package.  Lying in Draco’s arms at night, waking up to him in the morning, loving him, and sharing their lives in every way possible.

A whimper poured from him as Draco slid his canines from his body.  But that whimper turned into a moan of pleasure as he felt Draco’s lips capture his in a searing kiss that took his breath away.

Ryland reached out to Draco’s shoulders and held on, needing to ground himself because his head was spinning as lust slammed into him.  The sound of fabric tearing was only noticed when the cool air touched Ryland’s heated skin.

The next thing he knew Draco was tossing him onto the bed. “Damn, gràdh, I need to be inside of you.”  Piercing blue eyes stared right into his soul and Ryland felt his heart skip a beat.

So many emotions were swirling inside of Ryland, but there was one that stood out above all the rest, pushing at him to be freed.  “I love you.”  It came out before Ryland even realized he was going to say it.  He may not have planned on telling Draco that, but now that he had, Ryland didn’t regret it.  How could he?  Draco was everything he wanted in mate, even if he’d never known he would have a mate.

The mattress dipped when Draco’s knee landed on it.  He climbed up, joining Ryland, hovering over him.  Those blue eyes Ryland loved staring into remained on him.  “I love you with all of my of heart and soul, gràdh.”

Then Draco was kissing him once again, the weight of his body pressing down upon Ryland perfectly.  Wrapping his arms and legs around Draco’s body, Ryland pulled him more fully down upon him. The fact that he was naked and Draco still had his clothes on made everything even more erotic.

But as hot as it was, Ryland wanted to feel Draco’s skin against his.  Plus, it would make mating a whole lot easier if there weren’t clothes in the way.

His hands went to the edge of Draco’s shirt but no amount of tugging or pulling would budge it with their bodies plastered together.  Ryland pulled his mouth from Draco’s and yelled, “Move.”

Draco sat up and yanked the shirt over his head.  But instead of taking off his pants, he flipped Ryland over.  “Hands and knees.”  Draco’s voice was thick and guttural.

The moment Ryland was in position, Draco’s much bigger body draped over his back.  He could feel his mate’s heated breath against his shoulder as he placed a kiss there.  “Mine,” Draco whispered.  “All mine.”

Then those lips kissed and nipped down Ryland’s spine.  A kiss was placed on each cheek of his ass before hands spread him wide open.  Ryland let out a groan of sheer pleasure the moment he felt Draco’s tongue lick along his crack, zeroing in on his pucker.

“Damn, you taste good, gràdh,” Draco said before diving back in, this time driving his tongue into his channel.  Ryland had no idea anything could feel so good.  His whole body shook, his arms collapsing when they couldn’t hold him up any longer.

He lay there with his head on the pillow and his ass high in the air, luxuriating in the pleasure Draco was giving him.  He wanted more of that talented tongue, but he also wanted Draco to get on with their mating.

Thankfully, Draco was on the same page, for as soon as Ryland’s channel relaxed and opened for his mate, Ryland felt Draco move and the rasp of a zipper.  One hand gripped his hip, then he felt the tip of Draco’s penis pressing against his ring of muscles.

Ryland blew out and suddenly Draco was inside of him.  The burn was intense but welcomed, as if it meant that he was finally getting his wish.  Draco was mating with him.  From this moment on, he would forever belong to this amazing man.