Page 20 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
“Please,” Walren begged. He wanted so badly to turn around and present himself.
This is so dangerous. I’m not in heat yet, but I’m going to need this when it hits.
Raptor fucked Walren’s hands, the scent of his precum thick in the air. “Mine,” he growled. The longer he thrust into Walren’s grip, the hotter Walren burned between his thighs, until it was almost unbearable.
Then Raptor slipped his hand behind Walren, squeezing his cheeks and sliding his fingers between them.
His fingertips brushed Walren’s hole, two of them pressing in.
Walren came hard, thrashing, his vision going white.
“Fuck,” Raptor hissed. With a snarl, he came, cramming his knot into Walren’s hands. Jets of hot cum soaked Walren’s shirt, drenching his chest, neck, and face.
They panted together for a long while, neither of them saying a word. Walren floated in an amazing haze of bliss.
His fingers were starting to cramp around Raptor’s knot, though.
“Ow,” he said.
Raptor cracked his eyes open and frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Cramps.” Walren looked down at his hands. He’d never had to squeeze anything this hard for this long. “I think my fingers are stuck.”
“Oh! I’m sorry.” Raptor sucked in a deep breath and exhaled, setting Walren carefully on his feet.
Walren wobbled on his uneven legs. Raptor steadied him with large, gentle hands and leaned him against the wall. Then he covered Walren’s hands with his own, squeezing them firmly around his knot.
Somehow, it helped. Raptor’s fingers were warm against his own, all gentle squeezes and slow rubbing, the skin contact so good that Walren’s stiff fingers began to relax. A moan slipped from his throat.
Raptor huffed quietly.
Walren shut up immediately, his ears burning. “Sorry. That was weird, wasn’t it?”
“Nah. I liked that you moaned.”
When Walren looked up, he realized that the alpha was watching him, a warm smile tugging at his lips.
Raptor was... really handsome. Walren blushed and ducked his head, suddenly self-conscious.
“Hey, no need to be embarrassed,” Raptor rumbled. “This was really good. Probably one of the best ruts I’ve had since this crap began.”
Walren jerked his head up. “Really?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Surely there’s a bunch of omegas who are eager to help. This didn’t just start recently, right?”
“A few years ago.” Something dark flashed through Raptor’s eyes.
Walren got the feeling that he shouldn’t ask about it. “I don’t understand why you don’t already have a rut partner. Lots of omegas would volunteer.”
Raptor opened his mouth, then seemed to think better of his reply. “Never mind about that. What matters is that you’re here now. You’ll have to read the contract before I’m willing to do anything else with you.”
At the mention of the contract, Walren pouted. It was a lot of words.
Raptor made an odd, soft sound; Walren glanced up.
Only to find the alpha shifting his weight... nervously?
