Page 42 of Alpha Dragon’s Mating Contract (Babies For Broken Dads #3)

THE SECRET ROOM

Walren’s belly was half the size of a watermelon when he finally cracked the secret of the locked room.

There was another entrance.

It just wasn’t on the same floor.

The first floor of Raptor’s mansion was made up of several rooms: the living room, kitchen, dining room, a second living room, an office, and a library.

The library was filled floor-to-ceiling with shelves, and packed with books both new and old. The bookshelves were not only on the edges of the room. They were floor-to-ceiling in the middle of the library, too, with three ladders that slid on a steel track through the entire room.

Walren found the tiny square in the vast ceiling, in the corner furthest from the windows.

When he first saw it, excitement exploded in his belly.

It was obvious once he knew where to look for clues—there were extra handholds on the shelves, and little scuff marks on the ceiling.

Then he realized that everyone would hear him if he tried to access that hidden panel.

With his belly obviously round now, Raptor was protective of him. Which meant that Walren could not climb ladders without eagle-eyed supervision.

He carefully paid attention to Hassel’s sleeping habits.

He also practiced creeping quietly through the mansion, especially down the stairs to the library. Then he practiced climbing the library ladders when both Hassel and Raptor were asleep.

It was on a dark and stormy night, with thunder and rain drowning out his footsteps, that he decided to make the final leap.

Walren brought his phone along when he left Raptor’s bedroom, keeping it tucked safely in his pocket while he crept down the grand staircase.

This late, the hallway lights were on low, just bright enough for a regular person to see with.

Walren slipped into the library and quietly pushed the nearest ladder under the trapdoor. He painstakingly climbed it, twisting his hips and lifting his bad leg sideways to raise his foot high enough.

He was panting a little by the time he reached the ceiling. This was the highest he’d ever been on the ladder, and he clung to it with a death grip.

The ceiling panel took a while to figure out. Walren pushed on different parts of it, before finding a hidden latch that unlocked it. Then the panel swung open to reveal a pitch-black room, and his heart thundered.

He had to climb through the opening because he didn’t trust his limbs to hold out for much longer. Once he had collapsed onto the floor in a panting heap, Walren shuffled away from the trapdoor, turning on his phone’s flashlight to find a light switch.

He realized that there was a lot of empty space in the room. The walls and floors were padded.

What the hell is this room? Why does it need a security scan?

Walren found the light switch and flicked it on, at the same time the steel door burst open.

“Ahh!” Walren leaped backward, almost falling through the open trapdoor.

Raptor grabbed him and yanked him away from the hole in the floor, slamming the trapdoor shut. “Sweetheart! What the hell!”

Walren pouted. “You said I’d get a reward if I managed to get in here!”

“I meant while you had someone looking out for your safety!” Raptor frowned more deeply. “How did you get all the way up the ladder? I was going to catch you in case you fell.”

“I wanted to surprise you! I practiced,” Walren said obstinately. “And I made sure I was safe.”

His alpha eyed the trapdoor that Walren had nearly fallen through.

Walren scowled. “You surprised me! I wouldn’t have gone near it on my own.”

“Fine.” Raptor gave him another hard look, then gathered Walren into his arms. He pressed kisses all over Walren’s face, slipping his hands under Walren’s shirt to rub his baby bump.

Walren had been feeling tiny flutters of movement in there, but Raptor hadn’t gotten to feel their baby yet. Because of that, Raptor had been pouting more than usual.

“You should know that you’ll be punished for taking a risk like that,” Raptor growled.

Walren gulped. “What kind of punishment?”

“A big, hard one,” Raptor said darkly. “Strip and get down on the floor.”

Walren stripped hastily, blood rushing between his legs. He knew what Raptor’s intentions were. After all, they had been preparing for this for weeks.

Raptor stepped out of the gray boxers he had put on, leaving himself just as naked as Walren was.

Just as Walren lay down on the padded floor, completely naked, Raptor shifted into a huge onyx dragon.

Raptor’s shifted form was always breathtaking. His sharp eyes were a brilliant red, his snout sleek. He towered over Walren, his smooth scales gleaming. When Raptor spread his wings, they spanned the entire room.

Walren’s pulse stuttered.

“Take my cock out,” the dragon rumbled, stepping up to him.

Walren whimpered. Low on Raptor’s scaly belly was a slit with a mildly raised edge all around it. A pointed reddish tip was already pushing out, clear precum trickling from its tip.

It was so hot against Walren’s hands. Walren moaned and slipped his hand into that wet pocket of heat, feeling up Raptor’s slippery dragon cock. Then he pulled it out, and moaned louder.

Fully shifted, Raptor’s dragon cock had bumps on the top side, a prominent swell on the underside, and a patch of smooth skin at its base—where his knot would inflate. Walren grew wetter immediately, his body squeezing in preparation.

“Give it a kiss, Walry-babe.”

Walren leaned in and filled his lungs with its musky scent. Then he rubbed his face against it, drunk on the intimacy and sheer perversion of his actions. Raptor thrust lightly against his cheek.

“Sweetheart.” His tone was commanding.

Walren grew wetter. He pressed kisses up and down Raptor’s cock, spreading precum all over it with his hands. Then he flicked his tongue out to taste his alpha’s tip.

Raptor growled and thrust harder against his lips, pushing in. He couldn’t go very deep; Walren’s mouth was small. But Raptor managed to fuck Walren’s mouth with his very tip, precum trickling over Walren’s tongue. Walren tried his best to stroke Raptor with his hands.

“On your side. Open your legs.”

Walren obeyed, moaning when Raptor slid his warm, scaly tail over his cock, balls, and hole.

“So ready for me,” Raptor purred.

He grasped the end of his tail, and pushed it into Walren’s hole.

Walren wheezed, his body clenching. He put his tail inside me!

Raptor’s tail was tapered, and thinner than his cock at the very end, so it fit easily into Walren. And it went deep.

Raptor grasped his tail when it could go no deeper, pulling it out slightly and cramming it back inside.

Walren writhed. “R-Rap!”

“Look at how well your pretty body takes my tail. You’re so eager to be filled, aren’t you?” Raptor purred. He thrust a few times with his tail, then pulled out and replaced it with his pointed tip.

Walren jerked, his cock throbbing. “It’s not going to fit!”

“Oh, it will. Remember that big black toy you took last night?”

Walren nodded. And Raptor pushed his cock in, stretching him so completely that Walren came all over the floor.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take my dragon cock.” Raptor panted, leaning back to slide his cock out halfway. Then he pushed it back in.

He hadn’t been kidding about what he’d said months ago.

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.

Raptor’s dragon cock pushed viciously against Walren’s prostate. The curved side ground down on that sensitive spot, so Walren saw stars.

“Y-yes, yes,” Walren pleaded, squirting more precum.

It was as though something snapped within his alpha. One moment, Raptor was holding him gently. The next moment, his grip became punishing.

Raptor drove his cock in deeply, stuffing every inch into Walren’s body.

Walren came with a scream, clenching around Raptor’s cock. Raptor didn’t even slow down. He pumped his thick length into Walren’s hole, the bumps of his cock catching on Walren’s rim, followed by the swell of his underside pushing hard against Walren’s prostate.

Walren whined and came again.

“You feel so good around me,” the dragon panted. He held Walren down with his tail and drove in hard, jerking him with the ferocity of each thrust, until each stroke grew short and fast, his cock swelling.

Raptor came with a roar, hot cum filling Walren’s insides. His knot swelled and pressed firmly against Walren’s prostate; Walren’s eyes rolled back as he came. Then he came again when Raptor gave a shallow thrust.

For a long while after that, all Walren knew was the huge dragon looming over him, Raptor rolling his hips languidly, his knot constantly pressed against Walren’s sweet spot so he couldn’t stop coming.

Eventually, Raptor slowed down, gathering Walren off the padded floor. “I’ll bring you back to bed now.”

“Why...?” Walren tried to shape the words in his mouth. “This room. Whassit for?”

Raptor paused at the door, looking around. Walren blinked his tired eyes at the few things stashed in this place—some wooden chests, a pile of pillows, and not much else.

“It’s my wrecking room,” Raptor said sheepishly.

“Sometimes I want the feeling of destroying something precious, but don’t actually want it to happen, you know?

So I come in here and throw things around.

The padded floors are for the durable things, and the pillows are for stuff that’s more fragile. Both are spelled to decrease damage.”

“What precious things?”

“Stuff like tea leaves, miniature statues, bowls and plates. Snow globes.”

Walren tried to imagine being rich enough to hurl around intricately carved antiques. “Can I... try?”

“Of course,” Raptor said. “Just not right now. Now is bedtime.”

“Okay.”

Raptor rubbed Walren’s abdomen and looked down at him. Then someone kicked in Walren’s belly, hard enough to make him grunt.

Raptor’s eyes grew wide. “Did you feel that?” he squeaked.

Walren rolled his eyes. “No, of course not.”

“Oh, you’re funny, Walry.” Raptor cooed, craning his long neck so he could press his snout against Walren’s belly.

“Hi there,” he rumbled, his voice vibrating through Walren’s body.

“I just felt you kick! I’m your papa. You’ve probably been hearing your other dad, he’s super nice and amazing.

I know I want you to grow up strong, but don’t kick him too hard, okay?

He’s a squishy human and I don’t want him to be hurting. ”

“I’m not just a human,” Walren protested.

“Human in all the ways that count,” Raptor amended.

Well, Walren could be satisfied with that. He watched as Raptor continued to mumble sweet words to their baby, his heart swelling with all the things he felt for his alpha.

Raptor was going to be such a good dad.

Eventually, still in his dragon shape, Raptor carried Walren out of the wrecking room and into his bedroom, gently depositing Walren on the bed. Then he wrapped his warm, scaly self around Walren, petting his hair.

“You know something, though?” Raptor whispered.

“What?”

“I may have lots of treasures lying around, but you’ll always be my greatest treasure.”

Walren thought he saw a shadow flit across Raptor’s face. Before he could reply, he fell asleep.