Page 37 of Alpha Dragon’s Mating Contract (Babies For Broken Dads #3)

STRETCHING WALREN’S LIMITS

They didn’t end up finding Walren’s present.

Between stalking his omega to learn infant care, catching up with the neglected Nood’s Good tasks, and keeping tabs on Walren’s ex, Raptor was distracted.

But he wasn’t too distracted to realize that Walren was being sneaky.

Like now.

The pretty omega shuffled quietly from one room to the next, carefully checking the walls and looking out of the windows. Before this, he had been stalking around the mansion’s exterior, looking at it from different angles and making notes on his phone.

Few people knew this, but Raptor could move silently when he wanted to.

He took slow, measured steps, following as Walren drifted back to the steel doors on the mansion’s second floor. Walren checked all around the sensor pad, then pushed the buttons on its keypad and ducked, as though he was expecting laser beams to pop out and shoot him.

Raptor’s omega was a smart cookie, he really was.

“What do I have to do to open it?” he mumbled to himself. “Say ‘Open sesame’?”

“I don’t like sesame seeds, so no. That won’t do it,” Raptor said.

Walren jumped. “Ahhh! Wh-what’re you doing here?!”

“I could ask you the same thing.” Raptor grinned. “What are you doing here, Walry-babe?”

Walren, when he was pretending not to look guilty, was adorable. “I, uh. I lost my... uh. I lost my way?”

Raptor cackled. “Let me help you find it, then. Is the right way between your cheeks?”

“Noooo. That is terrible!” Walren groaned.

Raptor slid his arm around Walren’s shoulder, turning him away from the steel door. “Here’s the right way.”

From the corner of his eye, he watched as Walren tried to look back at the door. “But that’s not—”

“So you weren’t actually lost?”

Walren scrunched up his face.

“You’re close, I’ll give you that,” Raptor said.

His omega snapped his gaze up. “I didn’t tell you what I was looking for!”

“Just a lucky guess, then.” Raptor smiled with all his teeth.

Walren eyed him suspiciously, saying nothing.

“Now, I have plans for you.”

“Plans?”

“Have you prepared for the consequences of opening that door?”

Walren opened and closed his mouth. Clearly not.

Raptor sighed. “Sweetheart. Walry-babe. When you make plans for world domination, you should also fantasize about the fruits of your labor.”

“World domination?! But I’m not—!”

“Here.” Raptor swept Walren off his feet. Walren squawked, but otherwise stayed still. Like prey. So perfect. Raptor carried him through the mansion, setting him down in front of various sock puppet displays.

From each display, Raptor retrieved a dildo and shoved it into Walren’s hands.

“What are these for?” Walren yelped.

“As you can see, they’re increasing in length and girth. They will help you stretch. ”

Walren snapped his mouth shut, gulping.

When the final toy had been collected, Raptor brought Walren to his bathroom. “Drop the toys off next to the sink.”

“Wh-what are you gonna do with them?”

“They’ve been hanging around for a while. I know my housekeeper dusts them, but I’m going to make sure they’re real clean before they go into your pretty hole.”

Walren finally obeyed his instructions. Raptor picked him up and sat him on the counter, draping a fluffy towel across his lap.

“You’ll dry them,” Raptor said, flipping the faucet on.

The faucet growled and tried to bite him. Raptor cooed and petted it. “So prickly today, Suz!”

With enough praise, the faucet settled down and yielded hot water. Raptor washed the toys with soap, making sure to slide his fingertip along every single groove.

Next to him, Walren watched with rapt attention, his pupils dilated.

Oh. Raptor grinned. “You like this, don’t you? Me touching all the big cocks that’ll go inside you.”

Walren shuddered.

Raptor placed a few clean toys in Walren’s lap, only for him to fumble with them.

“Take off your pants, sweetheart,” Raptor growled.

Walren’s breath rushed out. He carefully set aside the toys, wriggling out of his pants and underwear. When they got stuck on his bad leg because he couldn’t bend it, he used his other foot to toe the clothes off.

“Good omega,” Raptor purred. “Now, lie on the counter and spread your legs.”

Walren’s pupils blew wide open. So beautiful.

Clumsily, he lay down. Raptor tucked a clean folded towel under Walren’s head, helping him get comfortable.

“My ass is cold,” Walren whined.

“Not for much longer.” Raptor had washed the smallest of these toys. Even then, they were still larger than his human cock.

Smaller than his dragon one, though.

He placed the clean toys on Walren’s belly. “Hold these.”

Walren closed his hands around them. Raptor pulled over a low stool and sat between Walren’s legs, draping them over his shoulders. This left Walren spread and completely vulnerable to him; Walren whimpered but left himself open.

Raptor leaned in, inhaling the musk between his omega’s legs. “Beautiful.”

He nuzzled Walren’s inner thighs, scraping his stubble against the sensitive skin. Walren jerked slightly; Raptor held him in place. He kissed where his stubble had gone, then pressed wet, sucking kisses closer and closer to Walren’s hole. Walren whined and clenched; his cock grew stiff.

“So pretty, sweetheart,” Raptor rumbled, reaching up to caress Walren’s chest. He trailed his fingers down Walren’s belly, following the sparse trail of hair down to Walren’s cock.

Then he grasped that hard, flushed length.

Walren’s spine arched off the counter. Raptor pumped him slowly, dragging his thumb over Walren’s leaking tip. With his other hand, he spread Walren’s cheeks, licking a wet stripe down his crack.

“Rap,” Walren whimpered. “Rap, please.”

“Mmm.” Raptor circled Walren’s hole with his tongue.

Then he gave it a hard lick, repeating that movement until Walren yielded and he could slip inside.

He shifted his tongue into its dragon shape—thicker, bigger.

Raptor kissed his hole then, deep and filthy, thrusting his tongue deeper so Walren sobbed, his hole fluttering.

Raptor withdrew, his tongue returning to its human shape.

“That’s it, sweetheart. I’m going to get you all stretched out, prep you for my dragon cock. ”

Walren moaned so loudly that Raptor’s pants grew tight.

He closed his mouth over Walren’s hole and sucked lightly. While Walren was busy squirming, Raptor pressed three fingers into him, stretching his rim and crooking his fingers against Walren’s prostate.

He massaged it so firmly that Walren screamed and came.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Raptor growled. He picked up the smallest dildo, just one step larger than his human size. Then he pushed it into Walren, his own cock throbbing when Walren’s chest heaved. “You’re doing so great. Stretching around this toy. It’s bigger than me. Can you feel it?”

Walren clawed at the counter, moaning with his head tipped back.

Raptor pushed the rest of the dildo in. Walren took it beautifully.

“Rap, Rap...” Walren panted, his eyes glazed over.

Raptor gave Walren a few slow thrusts. Then he pulled the toy out.

“No!” Walren made a grab for it.

“Nope.” Raptor held him down. “So greedy for a big cock. Here, I’ll give you something bigger.”

He warmed the next-largest toy with a short burst of fire. Then he gripped it close to its tip and fitted it against Walren’s entrance, feeling the slightest bit of resistance from Walren’s body.

“Good?” Raptor asked.

“Please!”

Raptor pushed. He felt Walren’s body stretch to accommodate it; the flush on Walren’s neck crept down his chest.

Then the dildo sank in halfway. Walren thrashed, coming hard.

“So beautiful,” Raptor panted, his cock straining against his fly. He ached to squeeze himself. But Walren needed to be held down, and if Raptor released his grip on the toy, Walren’s convulsing body would squeeze it right out.

He gripped the base of the toy and crammed every last inch into Walren, letting Walren get used to its size. Then he began to thrust.

“You’re doing so great, Walry,” Raptor purred. “I’m going to stretch you wider and wider, until you can fit my shifted cock. Fill you up with loads of dragon cum.”

Walren whined. “When?”

“Not today. Not so soon.” Raptor licked his lips. “I want to stretch you gently, make sure you can take my cock so well. Because when you can take my cock well, you can take it hard. ”

Walren came again. Raptor cursed, anchoring the toy inside until Walren was over his crest of pleasure. Only then did he withdraw the dildo and breathe fire on the third-smallest one, before pushing it into his omega.

Walren clawed at the counter, coming again.

Raptor worked his omega over, until Walren was loose-limbed, his chest covered in his own cum. So fucking pretty. Raptor withdrew the dildo then, nudging his own tip into Walren’s hole. “I’m going to fill you up with cum now, sweetheart.”

Walren moaned. Raptor leaned over him and drew him into a scorching kiss, rolling his hips to bury himself deep. Walren was always so hot and wet around him, his body sucking Raptor deeper, clenching in a silent plea to be bred.

Raptor gave him several deep, forceful thrusts, watching as Walren tried to breathe through the pleasure. The ache in his balls increased; he held Walren down and fucked in harder, until Walren clenched tight around him.

Raptor came, burying himself balls-deep so all his cum shot against the entrance of Walren’s womb.

“I hope that gives you another,” he panted, pressing their cheeks together as he caught his breath.

“It’s been a month since my heat,” Walren pointed out just as breathlessly. “I won’t be breedable again until after this pregnancy is over.”

“Pssh. Let me have my fantasy.”

“Fine.” Walren rolled his eyes, but he was smiling too.

Oh, that smile.

Raptor swooned a little. He brushed Walren’s hair away from his face, raking his gaze over those warm gray eyes.

To think that Walren was here because he had broken into Nood’s Good.

Because he had been trying to escape from baby kidnappers.

That soured Raptor’s mood.

“Chef Master,” Hassel said suddenly, from a few rooms away. His tone was low, warning.

It set Raptor’s alarm bells ringing.

“What?” he asked, turning in his butler’s direction.

“Someone’s poking around the territory. At the north boundary.”

“Can you tell who it is?”

“They’re not saying anything. But the footsteps are heavy.”

Which meant it was very likely an alpha.

Raptor squeezed Walren’s hip. “I gotta go investigate a disturbance, sweetheart.”

Walren had gone pale. “Um. Is it...?”

“Not sure. You’ll stay here where it’s safe.” Raptor brushed a kiss against Walren’s forehead. On any other day, he would have been stuck inside his omega. But because he had been stretching Walren earlier, his knot slipped out with some gentle tugging.

Walren whined and pouted.

“You know I can’t take you out there right now.” Raptor stroked Walren’s cheek. “Be back soon.”

“Stay safe,” Walren said worriedly.

“I’ll do my best.”

Tucking himself into his pants, Raptor joined Hassel in the hallway, jogging with him through the mansion.

“This way,” Hassel said the moment they were out the front door. His frown grew. “Whoever it is, they’re leaving.”

“Damn it!” Raptor strained his ears. There, on the corner furthest from Ace’s property, were the heavy footsteps.

“Should I catch up to them?” Hassel asked.

Raptor shook his head. “Without knowing what powers they have, I don’t want to risk you.”

They reached the corner of the mansion grounds. Through the tall, dense hedge, Raptor could hear the sound of a car driving by. The footsteps were much further away now.

“Give me an assist,” Raptor said.

Because even though he could shift and fly, he wasn’t about to do that in full view of the public. For all that dragons were old and powerful, they were also frequently targeted for their near-impenetrable hides. No one but Raptor’s family and friends knew what species he was.

Hassel shifted into a squirrel and leaped out of his suit. The next instant, he was a huge pterodactyl, sticking his leg out so Raptor could grab on.

Even before they landed on the sidewalk, Raptor’s stomach sank.

Instead of an expanse of green, someone had gouged out a circular section of the hedge. Too close to one of the cornerstones that anchored the protective barriers around Raptor’s territory.

“They shouldn’t have known that was there,” Raptor muttered, already pulling out his phone. He had gone to great lengths to hide the presence of the cornerstones because they were a weakness of barrier spells.

Like all things, magic had its limitations.

Raptor pinched the bridge of his nose, tapping out a quick message to Uriel.

Raptor

Hey, I have a spell emergency. Not critical, but it’s very time sensitive. Could you stop by?

Uriel

Will do. It’ll cost extra.

Raptor

It’s my lair. I’ll throw so much money at you just to keep Walren safe.

Uriel

I’ll be there in a bit

PLEASE make sure there are no alphas poking their noses where they don’t belong.

Raptor stared. And cackled.

Hassel stuck his head around Raptor’s arm, peering at his phone. Then he cackled too. “Bruiser can show his grumpy mug nearby, can’t he? When Uriel’s about to leave.”

Raptor grinned. “Make sure he’s far enough from here that Uriel doesn’t suspect you.”