Falcon barrelled into us and we crashed into a tree. Zyros, my dragon, snapped at Falcon's neck to remove him from on top of us but he held firm and roared in our face, clearly stating his fury.

How dare you attack him!? He mind-linked us with steam blowing from his nose.

Zyros glared at him and scoffed, He was just fine before you came and ruined it. Asche wanted it, it would have been alright.

Yeah, right. He said in disbelief, shoving his talons into my chest, lowering his snout to mine. You would've killed him. Stop this madness Zyros and stand down. Asche is not a dragon-shifter like Drakos and I. He's a human, he's fragile and he's carrying your child, or did you forget about that crucial detail?

My shoulders slumped in relief, thanking the Gods that Falcon had more control over Zyros at that moment than I did. I felt Zyros lower his head in shame, reflecting on his actions, coming to a conclusion that it was just plain retarded what he attempted to do.

It was not my intent to hurt him.

But you probably did. He's whimpering in pain as it is! Look at him, look at what you've done! His eyes flared a darker, bloody shade of red causing Zyros to incline his head in Asche's direction where Stephon and Kirk tended to him.

His fists had a painful grip on Kirk's shoulders who winced in pain but said nothing as he he helped him from the dirt filled ground. Mud stained his clothes and his hair fell into his face as he trembled, cold and afraid.

But what had my brows colliding in concern was the way he he breathed out in shortened pants, his arousal so thick in the pouring rain, I took a deep inhale of it and shuddered.

He's experiencing the effects of our heat thanks to Zyros allowing shooting his seed down his throat. A dragon's semen during heat is like an aphrodisiac when ingested or spilled inside one's body. At this moment Asche was burning up with desire.

"Come on, let's take you by Falcon's." Kirk offered, wrapping a hand around Asche's quivering shoulders and Stephon gave me a withering glare.

Zyros glared at him and made a move to attack Kirk but Falcon quickly shot fire at us, scorching one of our wings.

Zyros growled in pain, dropping to the ground. I felt the stinging sensation with anger, having had enough of Zyros' tantrums, forcefully taking control and shifting back to my human form, twitching from the burn that now started to heal on my right arm.

Me eyes instantly searched for Asche who stared at me with fear, but Kirk gently spun him around, tossing me an agitated glower that caused me to frown.

"You stay away from him until you can get yourself and that mentally defected dragon of yours under control." My heart plummeted in my chest as the words stung. I almost harmed my mate. I lost control which had never happened before. Am I a threat to Asche and our unborn child? Stephon, Falcon and Kirk's expression answered that for me and I hung my head in defeat as they strode away, taking Asche to a safe place, far away from my grasp.

"You ought to be ashamed of yourself! I warned you. I told you to take precautions. I stressed that you should leave the country for the entire week but you keep fucking insisting on staying close to Asche. You are so stubborn it galls me!" He fumed, after shifting to his human form.

I averted my eyes to the trees that made pitter-patter sounds as the raindrops hammered down on the leaves. "I tried to fight it! You don't understand, I love him! I've never felt this way about someone before. Yes, he's an asshole with an attitude the size of Planet Eurasia but I still love him regardless! My emotions take over and I start to dysfunction, fuck, Zyros takes dysfunction to a whole other level but that's not the point. The point is, I love him and I won't hurt him anymore than I already did. This was a first time for me, I was caught off guard and I'll be prepared for the rest of the days to come. Just trust me Falcon. I can't do this without you. Felicia may be wishy-washy but you're my concrete and I'm sorry for what happened tonight and for hitting you. I wasn't thinking straight."

There was a brief pause before he replied, "You know you almost reconstructed my brain cells with that powerful blow you gave me. I'm not angry at you, I'm just disappointed in you. For what it's worth, I think you did better than I thought you'd do. You didn't injure him and he's alive even if he has a few scratches."

I sighed in relief, "Yes, I'm relieved."

"By the way, you're forgiven. However, whatever I say, goes. The season of me following your mindless orders is done. When it comes to the wellbeing of your little human, I'll be in charge. Now let's go, I'm soaked through and I'm in desperate need of a bath."

He held his hand out to me and I took it, allowing him to tug me up from the ground.

As we strode back to the cottage, I placed a hand on Falcon's shoulder and gently squeezed. "Thank you for forgiving me. For everything."

He glanced at me and nodded, "It's fine. The person who you should really be apologizing to is Asche. He was scared shitless and it wouldn't benefit you if he's afraid of you. Reconcile with him and rectify the situation. Tell him how you truly feel and pour your heart out to him. Just please, wait a week to do so. He needs space to heal and you need space to gather your thoughts and control your cock before you stab him to death with it."

I rolled my eyes as we walked on though I nodded in agreement, taking his advice under consideration.

You heard that, right? Keep your cock to yourself. It's dangerous and Asche doesn't like it. I told Zyros, who laid sulking in the corners of my mind.

I assure you he loves my cock. I do recall him wailing in utter ecstasy as you pounded his flesh so deliciously and you nearly shifted in his sweet, tight edifice.

You know what, this conversation is over and you're on timeout.

I didn't wait for him to respond, immediately blocking him out of my mind and promising my brother that all will be well for the rest of the week.

Or so I thought.

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