Page 132 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
“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 wentdeep.
Raptor grasped his tail when it could go no deeper, pulling it out slightly and cramming it back inside.
Walren writhed. “R-Rap!”
