Page 15 of Alpha Dragon’s Mating Contract (Babies For Broken Dads #3)

Walren came again, pleasure bursting between his legs.

“You like that,” Raptor panted, thrusting in hard. “You want to be bred.”

“I—” Maybe he did. There was something so hot about Raptor filling him, breeding him. Walren couldn’t remember what was so terrible about being bred.

Except Raptor pulled out with a wet sound, large palms spreading Walren open so he could look at Walren’s stretched hole. “Now, I want you to get on your feet for me, and run one last time.”

Walren whimpered. “I want your cock!”

“So earn it, sweetheart. Let me chase you down, win you, and breed you.”

Walren was on his feet before he could think, taking stumbling steps. Slick poured down his thighs. He tried to run. But he felt the ghost of Raptor’s cock inside his hole, thrusting deep. Walren stuffed his hand against his mouth, biting down on his palm so he could focus.

Raptor gave him a longer head start this time. He could feel the alpha watching him. When he looked back, he found Raptor with his hand wrapped around his cock, jerking himself off as he admired Walren’s ass.

Even though Walren still felt terribly self-conscious about his bad leg, a thrill ran through him. He reached behind and spread his own cheeks, showing the alpha his hole.

Raptor snarled. He was on his feet the next second, closing in fast.

Walren ran faster. But he was no match for an alpha in rut.

Raptor pounced and grabbed him, sending them both tumbling onto the grass. His bare chest pressed down against Walren; his cock slid wetly between Walren’s thighs.

Walren was still holding himself open, his face buried in the grass.

Raptor groaned and shoved his cock between Walren’s cheeks.

Then he nudged his tip into Walren’s hole and fucked in hard, cramming every single inch inside.

Walren screamed and shook like a leaf, trying to hold on. Raptor was so big.

Raptor held him down. He pounded Walren into the grass, slamming against Walren’s prostate on every other thrust, until Walren came violently. Even then, Raptor fucked him through it, stuffing Walren with his swelling cock.

“That’s it. Take my cock, sweetheart,” Raptor groaned. “You’re so hot. So fast on your feet.” With a handful of long strokes, he came, pushing deep as his knot began to swell in Walren’s body.

Walren plastered his face against the grass and tried to breathe.

Raptor’s knot was girthy, round and heavy.

It pressed hard against his prostate. Raptor didn’t hold still, though.

He rolled his hips purposefully, pushing down on Walren’s sensitive spot until Walren thrashed and writhed, coming hard.

“Good omega,” Raptor groaned, still rolling his hips. Still grinding down on Walren’s prostate, over and over until Walren wheezed and came again.

Walren didn’t stop coming. All he knew was Raptor’s weight on him, pulse after pulse of hot cum painting his insides.

If Walren had allowed it, that cum would sit in his belly, maybe knocking him up. He shuddered and clenched; Raptor hissed.

“You keep squeezing around me,” the alpha growled in his ear. “You want more, don’t you?”

“P-please.”

Raptor groaned. And he kept Walren pinned, fucking Walren with his knot until Walren was an incoherent, drooling mess, the ground beneath him soaked with his cum.

“Look at you,” Raptor purred. He drew back and spread Walren’s cheeks, exposing his stretched rim. “I want a picture of your ruined hole on my phone. Set as my wallpaper so I can see what my cock does to you, all the time.”

“Gods,” Walren whimpered, a hot thrill shooting up his spine.

“Has anyone else made you come this hard?”

Walren shook his head. “This—This was the best. Never h-had better. I c-can’t even stand right now.”

“Good,” Raptor rumbled, sounding pleased. He brushed his lips over Walren’s ear. “By the end of these six months, you won’t want anyone else. Just my cock inside you, keeping you stuffed.”

He was so blatantly obscene. Walren shivered with anticipation.

Raptor gripped Walren’s hips and rocked his own, building a steady rhythm. His knot kept grinding down on Walren’s sweet spot, except his thrusts grew forceful, faster. More frantic.

Raptor groaned at the same time Walren came, pulsing deep inside Walren’s body.

Walren floated in a haze of bliss. “Did you just—”

“Came again. Yeah.” Raptor hummed, leaning in to nuzzle Walren’s nape. “That’s how hot I think you are, sweetheart. I can’t keep my hands off you.”

He was still pulsing, filling Walren with a second load of cum. Walren blushed.

Raptor slid his hands up and down Walren’s sides. Then he tucked their faces together and nuzzled Walren’s cheek. “You were amazing with this first rut, Walry-babe. It was so good. Are you hungry? I could whip up a snack for you.”

“I’m—stuffed right now,” Walren managed to say.

Raptor laughed. It vibrated through Walren’s back, and it was such a good sound. More comforting than Walren expected.

“Very stuffed,” Raptor murmured, sliding his palm over the bump of Walren’s belly. When Walren looked down, his eyes widened. That... was a large bulge. Because of everything that was inside him right now—Raptor’s cock, his knot, two loads of cum.

“Oh gods,” Walren whispered.

“Hmm?”

“The—The belly bulge,” Walren blurted. “That’s a lot.”

Raptor tilted his head in confusion. “You’ve seen this before. You’ve been knotted during your heats.”

“But it’s never been this big! From, um. From...” Walren wet his lips in embarrassment.

Raptor grinned. “What can I say? You make me so eager to fill you up, babe.”

Walren couldn’t think of a reply. Then he did. “Why do you call me things like ‘sweetheart’ and ‘babe’? We’re not... We don’t even know each other that well!”

Raptor hummed. “But you are a sweetheart.”

“I am?” Incredulous, Walren turned to look him in the eye. His own eyes ended up crossing.

“Of course. You care so much for Zebbie, and you try so hard to be a good dad. That’s what makes you a sweetheart.”

So Walren was a sweetheart , and not Raptor’s sweetheart.

That left a strange, empty feeling in his chest. “Oh.”

I’m here on a contract. We’re not actually dating. The nicknames shouldn’t mean anything!

His shoulders slumped anyway.

I must be really lonely, if I’m already needing to be his sweetheart on the first day.

“Pumpkin?” Raptor nuzzled his ear. “Is something wrong?”

“I’m—” Walren suddenly remembered that Raptor could hear his heartbeat. And Raptor would know if he lied, because his heart would skip. “I’m... I don’t think I’m a hundred percent okay.”

Raptor’s face fell. Then he wrapped his arms around Walren in a big, warm hug, and nuzzled his cheek. “If you tell me what’s wrong, I can try to make it better.”

No, Walren was not going to be Raptor’s sweetheart because Raptor felt sorry for him.

Instead, he gave the alpha a different truth. “I... Sometimes I have nightmares at night. Our bedrooms are really close together—what if I accidentally wake you up in the middle of the night?”

Raptor’s brow furrowed. “You can always come to me if you’re feeling scared. It doesn’t matter what time it is. I’ll make sure you’re safe.”

He seemed so sincere that Walren swallowed hard. “That’s... a lot to promise someone. What if I have nightmares every night? What if I start keeping you awake and you become sleep deprived, and you make mistakes in the restaurant—”

“Shh, shh.” Raptor pressed a musky finger to Walren’s lips. “One day at a time. We’ll figure out something that works, so it doesn’t put us in a terrible position.”

Walren had been having nightmares for years, so he wasn’t sure Raptor could fix it easily. But he wasn’t about to burst Raptor’s bubble, either. “Okay. Thank you.”

Raptor smiled and nuzzled him again.

They lay together in the grass, the rise and fall of Raptor’s chest lulling Walren into a doze.

Then alarm raced down Walren’s spine, snapping him awake.

“Did something happen?” Walren yelped.

He found Raptor stiff behind him, his gaze on the mansion. “Sounds like Hassel’s hurt.”

Walren froze. Surely it wasn’t because of Zebbie?