"I'm in what?" Marie asked, her tone a bit sharp from disbelief. She had heard of heat before. Hell, she had just taught about it in her class today. However, it usually never started until after your first mating... She had only just met him in person less than an hour ago. They had barely touched each other casually, much less had sex.
"Had you never heard of dreamwalking before?" Ashton asked softly as he kneeled before her.
"Not really, no," Marie replied, still puzzled at the feelings in her body. It was like her nerves were on fire, but instead of hurting it felt very good. Too good, in fact. She was barely keeping herself from launching herself at him.
He chuckled softly at her perplexed expression as she struggled against her own needs. He had never expected her to still be inexperienced with love, and he was sure the dreams over the last year had something to do with her heat starting so soon. He leaned towards her, pulling her gently towards him until she could move into his lap. "I'll explain it while I take care of you. How does that sound?" He asked her gently.
She let out a soft mewl of surprise as she felt his bulge press into her ass, followed by a whimper as the fire in her nerves raised a pitch. "G-good," she gasped, struggling to think with his warm body against hers.
Ashton seemed amused by her struggles. He entwined his arms around her waist, his fingers pressing against her lower breasts as he held her against him. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his mouth comfortably close to her ear so he could talk to her. "Well, as you know I am a dreamwalker," he began, his voice low and rough as his fingers teased her breasts through her dress. "What this means is that I can visit other people's dreams, with some limitations." His fingers moved higher, searching for her top-most set of breasts that appeared more like her human half.
She pressed into his hands, a low whimper escaping. His soft touches were torture to her senses, the fire in her body burning hotter as she craved his touch. She reached behind herself and tugged the zipper of her dress down impatiently. It slipped down to her waist easily after that, unveiling her breasts to the cool air and his wandering hands.
He took the chance to touch her uppermost breasts, playing gently with her taut nipples as he cupped them in his hands. "You're so beautiful," he whispered huskily into her ear, pressing his lips to her collarbone briefly. Her low groan of pleasure made him chuckle as he realized she was already struggling to focus on his words. Well, they could always talk later...
He lifted her bridal style and stepped onto the bed, laying her down on her back in the middle of it. Her eyes were locked on him, heavily dilated and begging him to help her. Begging him to do something to ease the fire in her. More than just his heart ached at the sight of her.
He knelt beside her, working on getting her dress off and then her shoes. She lay in only her panties once he was done, her legs parted slightly as if to welcome him to her virgin entrance. She looked at him with a hint of embarrassment as he moved between her legs raising her hips up a bit to give him better access to her. "You smell very wet already, my love," he growled, pressing his snout into her mound.
"Ashton!" She whimpered in surprise and need as his nose pressed against her clit. She could almost feel his hot breath through her panties and she was dying to feel his rough tongue against her sensitive flesh. "Please Ashton," she whimpered softly, arching against him.
He seemed to take this as a good sign, and he proceeded to pull her underwear off and toss them over with her dress. "You are so beautiful, my lovely mate," he purred as he moved up, kissing a path from her navel to her lips. He kissed her deeply, taking her breath away with the passion in his kiss.
Her legs hooked around his hips and attempted to pull him closer. "Please Ash..." She wailed. "I can't take this anymore."
He chuckled at her as he pulled away. "I have to ask as a formality, my love," he sighed, pausing for a moment. He cupped her cheek with his hand, making her look him in the eyes. "Do you want me to mate with you right now? I can satisfy you without doing so. I want a family with you of course, but I will not force it on you if you would rather wait."
She panted, partially from the exertion and partially from fighting the urges inside of her. Looking into his eyes, she saw that he was being sincere with her in his promise. He would do only what she wanted him to. Her scattered mind jumped to her job and her house. Her two-room house would be big enough for them to start off with, and her job was very accommodating. She had no financial problems with the idea of a pregnancy. Emotionally, she felt as though she had known him forever already.
"You can mate with me," she answered softly, her face flushed both with arousal and embarrassment.
Her smiled and kissed her gently. "I'll go easy on you, my love." She jerked as his hand slipped between her legs, probing her swollen sex to check her wetness. His finger slipped easily between her folds and up to her throbbing clit.
"Ah fuck, Ash," she gasped, arching back against the bed just from the small touch.
