Page 14 of Alpha Dragon’s Mating Contract (Babies For Broken Dads #3)

AN ELECTRIFYING CHASE

Walren thundered down the hallway with his bad leg, ever so conscious of the seconds ticking down. He took the stairs clumsily, two at a time, and skidded into the kitchen.

“Hassel!”

“Hmm?” The butler was still a giant yellow fluffy bird. He ruffled his feathers, then snapped to attention when he saw the look on Walren’s face. “What’s up, Chef Consort?”

“Conso—” Walren didn’t have time to think about that. He began unstrapping Zebbie from his chest. “Raptor just went into a rut and I need someone to watch over Zebbie. Do you know who can help?”

“Hmm,” Hassel said, which didn’t sound the least bit reassuring.

A roar sounded from upstairs, vibrating the window panes.

Walren’s entire body grew taut with awareness.

“Oooh! How exciting!” Hassel bounced. “Do you think he’ll take long?”

“I don’t know!” Already, Walren could hear heavy footsteps thumping down the hallway. “He’s going to eat me!”

Hassel smirked, somehow, in his bird form. “By some definition of ‘eat’.”

“Could you take Zebbie to Ivo?” Walren asked desperately. “He’s just next door. He’ll help.” Walren didn’t want to spring this surprise on his friend, but he only had seconds left.

“I’ll watch him,” Hassel decided.

In the next breath, he shifted into a large kangaroo, short arms pulling open his pouch.

“Hon, I’ll be back soon. Stay with Mr. Kangaroo for a while, okay?” Walren dropped a kiss on Zebbie’s head and gently slipped him into Hassel’s pouch. He felt so bad for leaving his baby behind, but he didn’t have much of a choice right now.

The footsteps thundered toward the kitchen.

“Shoo,” Hassel said, hopping away. “Zebs will be fine.”

“Thank you,” Walren said gratefully. He flung himself at the back door, fumbling with the knob before stumbling free onto the back porch.

“ Walren, ” Raptor rumbled, his voice sliding around Walren’s insides and squeezing. “You’re mine. ”

Walren ran. He wasn’t as fast as he used to be, his bad leg dragging through the grass.

But after living in a crowded city with his friends, after being kidnapped and locked in a tiny room for weeks, after living in a safe house for even more weeks...

It was so freeing to stretch his legs and run.

A long time ago, before Walren lost his parents to illness, they used to go out as a family and run free in the grassy plains. Be themselves.

This felt like that. Walren was so tempted to shift so he could run on all four legs, but now wasn’t the time.

Maybe later.

Something roared.

When Walren peeked over his shoulder, he saw a large, scaly black dragon on the back porch, leathery wings snapping open.

His thoughts stuttered.

Raptor was in rut. He wanted to chase Walren down to breed him.

But Walren had thought they would do that as humans. The dragon thing would... come later. Had Raptor changed his mind?

Walren panicked a little. He wasn’t ready for Raptor’s dragon shape right now.

The dragon beat his wings, taking off close to the ground.

Walren yelped and ran faster, toward the trees on the far end of the property. How was he going to outrun a dragon?

The wing beats grew louder. Then a gust whipped up around him, and he shrieked again.

The sound of flapping wings stopped.

A large weight thumped onto Walren, bowling him down onto the soft grass.

“Ahhh!” Walren thrashed.

“Walren?” a man’s voice said.

Walren paused in his struggling. When he peeked over his shoulder, he found Raptor’s human face staring back at him, concerned.

“Did I scare you? Or did I hurt you?” Raptor began patting Walren all over, checking for injuries.

Walren blinked in confusion. “You’re not a dragon.”

“Were you expecting me to be?” Raptor blinked back at him, just as confused.

“You were chasing me down as a dragon!” Walren cried, his stomach squeezing. “I thought you were gonna fuck me as a dragon for our first time!”

Raptor’s eyes grew so wide, Walren thought they would fall out. “What? No! I was just flying to catch up with you! You run fast, Walry. And—And I wanted to show off. My wings are big. ”

Walren stared. Then he began to laugh. “Oh, gods. I panicked for nothing.”

“I won’t put my dragon cock inside you unless I’m absolutely sure you can take it,” Raptor murmured, nuzzling Walren’s hair. “Right now, I want to breed you with my human cock.”

Only then did Walren realize that he had a muscled, naked man lying on top of him, a hard length pushing between his legs. In fact, Raptor’s biceps were bulging on either side of Walren, his solid pecs pressing against Walren’s back.

“So,” Raptor said breathlessly, undulating his body so every inch of him pressed against Walren. “How about we try that again? I’ll give you another head start, before I chase you down and rip the clothes off your body.”

Walren grew hot in seconds. Something must’ve shown on his face, because Raptor rumbled low in his chest.

“Yesss,” Raptor whispered, closing his lips over Walren’s neck and sucking lightly. “Are you growing wet for me, babe? Is your body getting ready to be bred?”

Now that Walren had taken precautions, he couldn’t stop the thrill that Raptor’s suggestion gave him. Raptor pushing deep inside him, filling him with cum.

Raptor rolled to the side, freeing Walren. Walren got his good leg under himself.

The alpha inhaled sharply. “Oh, that ass. Such a sweet ass, babe. All mine to pry open and stuff full.”

A whine slipped out of Walren’s throat. He took a few stumbling steps away, trying to focus when his pants were so tight.

“You’re not trying very hard,” Raptor called out. “I’m chasing you now.”

Walren yelped and ran. When he peeked over his shoulder, he found Raptor running after him, his muscles bunching, his cock bouncing heavily with each step.

Was that precum dripping from Raptor’s tip?

Walren put in a burst of speed. He had to look weird, with his shorter leg making his gait uneven, but Raptor didn’t seem to mind.

Raptor caught up with him. He grabbed Walren by the shoulder and hip, pushing him down onto a patch of soft grass.

“Mine,” Raptor growled in his ear. He hooked his fingers into Walren’s waistbands and yanked, dragging his pants and underwear down to mid-thigh. “Mmm.”

He cupped Walren’s cheeks and squeezed. Then his thick fingers slipped between Walren’s cheeks, finding his wet hole. Walren shuddered. Raptor pushed two fingers into him and twisted them viciously, pressing down against his prostate.

Walren wheezed, clutching at the grass.

“Such a wonderful prize,” Raptor purred. He pumped his fingers into Walren, making loud, wet noises. “Now, start running again. I want to properly win my prize, babe.”

Walren whined when Raptor pulled out. The alpha patted his ass.

“Raise your pretty ass for me, sweetheart.”

Walren slowly struggled to his feet, his face burning when Raptor brazenly slid his fingertips up and down his crack. He tickled behind Walren’s exposed balls and tapped his hole, letting Walren’s cheeks close around his fingers. Walren blushed violently.

“I want you inside,” Walren mumbled.

Raptor growled. “So run. Let me chase you down and claim you.”

Walren hitched his pants up and stumbled forward. He took a while to gather his momentum, slick smearing between his cheeks, trickling down his thighs.

“I’m coming,” Raptor growled.

Heavy footsteps flattened the grass behind Walren. A thrill shot through him. If he made this tough for the alpha, if he gave Raptor a good chase... Would Raptor fuck him extra hard?

Walren sped up. Raptor gave an appreciative rumble. Then the footsteps closed in on him, long strides that ate up the ground.

A capable alpha.

Walren shuddered when a huge, heavy weight grabbed him and brought him down, Raptor’s sheer size holding him trapped.

He felt so small and helpless. Raptor yanked down his pants again, and this time, he pulled them off, along with Walren’s shoes. He pushed Walren’s legs apart to make space for himself, thrusting three fingers into Walren’s hole.

Walren wheezed and clutched at the grass. His legs spread on instinct, pleasure grinding into him with every stroke.

“You run so fast,” Raptor purred. “Such a good omega.”

Walren shuddered and grew wetter. Raptor swore lowly. His fingers pounded in knuckle-deep, and they pressed down around Walren’s prostate.

Then Raptor pulled out completely. Walren thrashed. “No!”

Raptor grasped his cheeks. Instead of patting them like before, he pried them open, exposing Walren’s hole. “Mmmm. Look at that puckered lil rosebud. Just waiting to be impaled. It’s going to open so wide for me. Take me inch after inch.” Raptor tapped lightly on it.

Walren’s face burned. And slick kept leaking out of him.

“You’re getting wetter just from me looking, pumpkin,” Raptor growled. “So fucking hot. C’mon, show me how fast my lil gazelle can run.”

It brought Walren to his feet. Walren ran again, feeling Raptor’s heavy gaze on him, the wind caressing his sensitive inner thighs. He felt so... wanton, running with his cock out. It bobbed shamelessly with every step he took.

A low sound rang out behind him. Arousal shot through Walren’s body, seconds before Raptor pounced and pinned him bodily.

“Mine,” Raptor growled. “Caught you fair and square. Time to claim you.”

He pushed his thick, hot cock between Walren’s cheeks, rubbing his tip heavily over Walren’s hole. Precum shot onto his entrance, smearing when Raptor rutted against him.

Walren whimpered. Each time Raptor thrust against his hole without entering him, it felt like he was being denied.

Then Raptor pushed inside, his sheer size stretching Walren.

Walren came. Raptor sank in slowly, inch after inch opening Walren’s convulsing body, keeping him spread.

“So good,” Raptor hissed, his breathing ragged. “So tight for me. Your body welcoming me inside, begging for my cum.”

“Please, please, please,” Walren moaned, lifting his hips.

“I don’t have a condom on,” Raptor purred in his ear. “So every drop of my cum will go inside you, and I’ll fill you up so full, breed you so fucking well.”