Page 60 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
Walren leaned into him without thinking, wanting to comfort him. Raptor rumbled and tightened his arms around Walren.
For a moment, with Zebbie in his arms and Raptor around them... It felt as though they were a family.
That’s not possible. It’s too soon,Walren told himself.
But he couldn’t deny the feeling ofbelonging,right there in Raptor’s arms.
“Mine,” Raptor whispered.
“N-not yet,” Walren blurted.
Raptor’s gaze sharpened. “Oh? But that means you might be mine in the future?”
Heat surged through Walren’s cheeks. “I, uh. That was a slip of the tongue!”
“I could giveyoua tongue slipping,” Raptor whispered in his ear, his breath hot on Walren’s skin.
Before Walren could do much more than shiver, Raptor turned back to Zebbie. Raptor’s gaze turned wide and adoring; he snorted a tiny ribbon of fire onto Zebbie’s snout. Zebbie kicked his hind legs and flapped his little wings, craning his neck in an attempt to get closer.
It was extremely adorable. And it also made Walren envious.
“Why does he like you so much?” Walren whined. “You’ve only been friends for a few hours! Is it because you’re both dragons?”
“Kids just like me. I don’t know why.” The alpha frowned. Then he fixed Walren with a sharp look. “Is this why you were holding Zeb’s mouth shut? Why you burned your hand?”
Walren hunched his shoulders. “What if I said yes?”
Raptor growled.
So much for grabbing Zebbie’s flaming mouth, when Raptor had found out about him anyway.
“Sweetheart,” Raptor said, interrupting Walren’s terrible thoughts. “Let me kiss it better.”
He shuffled them around so he was holding both Walren and Zebbie in one arm. Then he caught Walren’s hand and brought it to his lips.
Raptor’s mouth was soft and warm on Walren’s tender skin. He kissed all the pink splotches first. Then he trailed his kisses away from the tender parts, his breath warm, his caresses light and slow.
Walren’s heart stuttered. “No alpha has done this for me before.”
Raptor glanced at him sideways, nuzzling his hand. “That’s because they’re crap alphas.Goodalphas take care of their omegas.”
Something flashed through his eyes, something dark and dangerous.
It was gone the next second, so quickly that Walren wondered if he had imagined it.
Raptor continued to press kisses to Walren’s skin, so many of them that Walren lost count. Then he kissed Walren’s wrist, stealing his breath.
It was so intimate.
Through it all, Raptor watched his face, taking in all of Walren’s reactions to his kisses.
“Is this, um, courtship?” Walren blurted. “I mean, it doesn’t have to be! It can just be... friendly kisses. Bossly kisses. Employerly kisses?”
Raptor snorted, his lips twitching into a grin. “No, Walry-babe. These are courtship kisses. Or would you like me to kiss all my employees, too?”
Walren tried to imagine Raptor going to work and planting kisses on everyone there. “No! Well, for one, they’d probably report you to HR.”
“Again, I’m HR.”
