His scent drove me crazy. Even though we were miles apart, I still felt him, I still smelt him. I wanted him beneath me, writhing, crying out and moaning my name endlessly.

No matter what Falcon did, it didn't work. He couldn't keep me away. Asche belongs to me, he's mine, I need him to bask in his intoxicating body and hold him in my arms as I rock him back to sleep, only to rouse him awake with my fevered cock in his resisting embrace.

I floored the gas pedal as I sped down the freeway to Falcon's penthouse. I licked my lips repeatedly and ran my hand through my hair as my body shook with a desire that I couldn't possibly contain. My cock strained against my slacks, dripping wet and soiling my sweatpants. I groaned and clenched the steering wheel tighter, the veins protruding from under my tight skin.

The only way to satiate this feral need was to mount my mate who probably wanted nothing to do with me after what occurred back at Kirk's. The memory of Asche laying submissively beneath us sent a pleasant shudder through me, causing me to pre-ejaculate with an animalistic growl.

I trembled, aching to release this pent up desire. Oh, how I wanted him. How my entire body throbbed with a need to explode my entire feelings within him, to show him how much I love him, how much I desire him and how much chemistry we had. Zyros growled in agreement, eager to breed and fill our mate with our hot seed.

You'd better behave yourself and let me handle this. The way you do things is outright outrageous and I won't have you frightening our mate further with your uncivilized tendencies.

He scoffed and wisely kept his mouth shut, placing his head between in his talons in my mind's eye. I smiled triumphantly, pleased that he felt an ounce of remorse for his fucked up behavior.

I arrived at Falcon's earlier than I expected, exiting the car hurriedly and strolling with much haste into the lobby of the towering building. The nightshift security bid me a good evening with goggled eyes as I rushed to the elevator and impatiently pressed the button to bring it down. When I got in after it whispered open, I pressed the button for the highest floor and stepped back, holding on the rail for support. The weather wasn't too hot and the air conditioning in the building was quite low yet beads of sweat trailed down my face and body.

It almost became unbearable that I itched to snatch my sweatpants off and run into Falcon's penthouse stark naked. There's no doubt in my mind that my erection did not go unnoticed by the security officer. I was well endowed when flaccid so when I'm aroused it's beyond the average length. I clenched the rail tighter and threw my head back, staving off a growl that rumbled in my throat. I released labored breaths and closed my eyes, nearly moaning in pain.

"Asche," I whispered deliriously, shooting out another shot of semen that stained my pants further. Oh fuck, I forgot I soiled my pants. A trail of embarrassment crept over my cheeks. There's no wonder why the security officer stared at me like that.

The doors opened and I scurried out of the elevator, rushing to Falcon's door and banging on it like a mad man.

It didn't take them long to open it. Stephon stared at me in alarm and I shoved him away hastily, striding into the vast room. "Where is he?" I asked, heading towards Falcon's bedroom.

"He's in the guest room," Stephon said icily, sprinting to catch up with me. "What did you do to him? He's gone bat shit crazy!" He accused.

"Would you can it?" I hissed, spinning around angrily to face him. "I don't question you or Falcon about your proclivities so I suggest you don't question me about mine!"

"He's my best friend, I want what's best for him!"

"He's my mate and I'm trying to do the best that I can to protect him! To love him. I won't hurt him as long as I have breath in my body. If we don't mate, he'll lose his mind with desire. Do you want a nymphomaniac for a best friend? No, right? So step aside and let me give him what his body needs."

He stared at me as I strode off and went down the hall to the guest room that emanated his alluring scent that sent my senses on a frenzy.

I quickened my steps and shoved the door open, my eyes immediately landing on Asche who moaned lowly, tossing his head from side to side as he yanked against the restraints that held him firmly in place.

My heart ached for him. He's in pain.

"Oh, love. You're hurt." I frowned at his bruised wrists.

"Bloody fuck. How did you get here? And where's Falcon?" Kirk stood up from where he sat, looking pale and petrified.

"I ditched him," I stated frankly.

"Drakos, if you're here to hurt Asche-"

"I am not here to hurt him." I glared at him but my expression softened when my eyes shifted to my whimpering mate who gazed up at me with pleading eyes.

"Please," He begged as tears rolled down from his eyes and formed an increasing pool on the sheets beside his face.

"I'm coming, love," I promised, turning to face Kirk. "Can we have some privacy?"

"Can I trust you?" He retorted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I swear I won't hurt him. I'm in control now. What happened back there...I wasn't in control but this time, you're staring in the eyes of me in control. So please, let me help him. He can lose his mind." I glanced helplessly at Asche who arched his back and whimpered desperately.

"You can trust him." Falcon emerged from the doorway, looking grim but determined. "I know he's in control now."

Kirk eyed me warily but he said nothing more, walking past me not before he whispered, "You hurt him and I'll kill you. He's been through enough as it is." Then he stepped out of the room, leaving Falcon to stare at me.

"Drakos!" Asche cried out, sobbing.

I stared back steadily, "My mate needs me."

He sighed and nodded, closing the door behind him.

I whirled around and went to Asche who stared at me through teary eyes as I untied the knots from around his wrists.

"I'm here, love." I kissed his forehead after his arms were freed and they fell limply to the bed.

"I need you," He pleaded and my heart skipped a beat as I undid the knots around his ankle.

After he was completely freed, I gathered him in my arms and kissed him feverishly over his eyelids and nose.

"And you shall have me," I whispered, claiming his lips.

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