12. Fersen

It was admirable how honorable Jaega was. His desire to protect Fersen was touching but also highly frustrating when Fersen had no doubts about being with the general. Since his words weren't working for him, Fersen acted instead.

He stood up and walked over to where Jaega sat against the wall. Every step Fersen took toward the dragon shifter, the more orange bled into his eyes, until his dragon was almost in full control. It sent an exhilarating thrill through Fersen as he straddled Jaega's lap. He boldly looped his arms around the dragon shifter's neck and looked deep into his glowing orange eyes.

"I'm not scared of you or your dragon," Fersen said. "If you'll have me, I'm yours."

It was fascinating watching the last of Jaega's resolve crumble. Fersen had expected his dragon to surge forward and devour him, but Jaega stayed in control. He claimed Fersen's lips in a gentle but searing kiss that sent explosions of lust rocketing through him. It kept memories of King Decius's awful, punishing kisses at bay.

Everything was heightened because of his heat. Fersen kissed back as best he knew how. His fingers dared to reach out and stroke Jaega's soft, short beard. It was so masculine compared to Fersen's baby face.

He wasn't sure how long they kissed, but Fersen never wanted to come up for air. Jaega's strong hands caressing his body heightened his pleasure further, making his cock stiffen in the confines of his black breeches. It was a pleasant surprise when he had always stayed flaccid during captivity with the disgusting man who had imprisoned and used him.

But there was none of the harsh abuse he had endured. Jaega was gentle and kind yet commanding with his kisses. The huge difference between the two experiences stopped Fersen's mind from flashing back to the awful times in his captivity. His unicorn was ready to stay in the present moment and find out what they had been missing with a lover they cared about deeply. Fersen gave a startled yelp when Jaega stood up without warning, picking up Fersen as if he weighed nothing.

Jaega walked them over to the bedroll, then gently lowered Fersen onto it. He pinned Fersen under his much larger body, looking down at him with orange eyes glowing bright. "It pleases us so much that you wish to be ours." His dragon's kiss was more insistent, more demanding, more thrilling.

"Make me yours," Fersen whispered against Jaega's lips in between kisses.

Jaega stripped Fersen of his white shirt, sending the unicorn shifter's heart galloping wildly. Fersen had always felt horribly exposed and ugly when naked in front of King Decius, but Jaega looked down at Fersen as if he was the most beautiful creature in all of Talwyn. Every caress on his pale skin sent shivers racing through Fersen. There was no place for those awful memories when he was living in such a wonderful moment. Fersen stayed focused on what was happening in the now rather than the misfortune of the past. He refused to let memories of King Decius's abuse ruin something so wonderful.

Fersen shivered as Jaega's hands caressed his bare skin. It was so masculine and made Fersen feel small in the best of ways. He felt safe with Jaega in a way he never imagined he'd be able to feel after what he had been through in captivity.

Jaega paused long enough to tug off his own shirt. Fersen couldn't help but be awed at the sight of Jaega's impressive muscles and orange shifter markings that covered his body. It emboldened Fersen to reach out and run his hands over Jaega's strong pecs. His arousal grew as his hands traveled up to Jaega's broad shoulders. He could hardly believe he was allowed to take such liberties with the general.

Jaega's hand confidently reached for the buttons of Fersen's breeches before hesitating. The glow in his eyes dimmed as he wrestled back some control from his dragon, but it didn't disappear completely. "Are you sure this is what you want? A mating bond is eternal. It cannot be broken."

"I'm completely sure." Fersen held Jaega's gaze to convince him of his sincerity. "I want to have a family again, and there is no one more caring and loving than you. I know I can trust you with anything."

That was all Jaega's dragon needed to hear to act. He made quick work of the rest of Fersen's clothes, leaving him completely bare before the dragon shifter's eyes. Fersen would have been self-conscious if not for the look of utter awe and adoration in Jaega's eyes. How could anyone feel ugly or unwanted when looked at with such reverence? Certainly not Fersen.

To Fersen's surprise, Jaega didn't immediately seek his hole. He took his time kissing and touching Fersen all over, making Fersen's heat burn so hot he thought his heart might give out before it was over. He ached to feel Jaega inside him, to fill that painful emptiness his heat caused. But as much as he wanted to move on, he also enjoyed being the center of Jaega's full attention.

It came as a complete shock to his system when Jaega leaned forward and took Fersen's cock into his mouth. He had never expected a respected, high-ranking general, who was also a member of the royal clan of Ariake, to pleasure him orally in such a way. It was a first for him, and he loved every second.

His body arched up as his fingers sought purchase in Jaega's wild mane of orange hair. He could only hold on as Jaega's talented tongue took Fersen to new heights of sexual pleasure he had never imagined existed.

Fersen wanted to warn Jaega he was close, but his orgasm hit before he could form the words. The intensity of it left Fersen dazed, his heat momentarily receding in the aftermath of unexpected ecstasy. Jaega's dragon smiled in satisfaction, stroking Fersen's hips as he let the unicorn shifter bask in the afterglow.

"I didn't know it could be like that," Fersen whispered in shock, still reeling from his intense climax.

"And the pleasure is only getting started," Jaega promised. His fingers drifted over Fersen's pucker, making the unicorn shifter swallow hard. "Can you handle more?"

It was impossible to think when Jaega teased such a sensitive spot. But Fersen bravely nodded, knowing that if anyone could make him forget about the horrors of his sexual exploitation in captivity, it would be Jaega. "Please."

Jaega used magic to slick his fingers before sliding one inside Fersen's tight hole. Fersen tensed at the intrusion but forced himself to relax his muscles. Jaega wouldn't hurt him in search of pleasure. Fersen trusted Jaega would make sure it was an enjoyable experience for them both.

Anticipation overtook nervousness as Jaega used his fingers to stretch Fersen. He had never been prepared in such a way before. The lack of pain gave Fersen more confidence about being in good hands with Jaega.

"Breathe," Jaega said as he continued working the unicorn shifter open.

Fersen drew a shuddering breath, his body tensing as Jaega added another finger. Jaega didn't move until Fersen relaxed once more. His fingers ghosted over something inside Fersen that made his body jerk from the sudden flash of intense pleasure. "Oh!" He had never experienced that before.

"Good. Just like that," Jaega encouraged him. "Let go and enjoy."

The dragon shifter's words may as well have been a magical spell. Fersen's body surrendered to Jaega's masterful touch as he gave himself over fully to the experience. He almost cried out in pain from the loss of Jaega withdrawing his fingers. But the sight of Jaega stroking his massive cock sent Fersen's heat into overdrive. It was the single sexiest thing he had ever seen. He couldn't believe he was responsible for Jaega's arousal. Excitement had replaced all traces of fear. Fersen wanted Jaega more than he had wanted anything in his life.

Instead of shoving into Fersen and pounding him hard like he was used to, Jaega eased into him with a surprising amount of patience. It allowed Fersen to enjoy the slow spread of his body welcoming Jaega. He had never been so full before, but he loved the sensation.

As the pleasure intensified, Fersen surrendered control to his unicorn as they moved in unison with Jaega. It was the best kind of heaven, with no place for awful memories of the past.