Page 72 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
“That... is a lot to wrap my brain around,” Walren said.
“Mm. Think about it for a bit.” Raptor pulled away slightly, then seemed to change his mind.
Because he sounded closer.
A strong arm slipped behind Walren and pulled him closer yet, until Raptor’s body was a long, hot line against his own.
Walren was suddenly aware of Raptor, of the muscles on Raptor’s body, the grooves of his abs, and the thick length between his legs.
He gulped, his throat dry. “Can you... see in the dark? Not the constellations, I mean.”
“Not particularly well. Why?”
Raptor couldn’t see the blush on Walren’s cheeks, then. Or the way Walren’s gaze stroked up and down his body, lingering on all the parts he didn’t dare ogle in broad daylight.
Parts like Raptor’s lush pecs, his flat, wide nipples, the lines of his abs and the trail of hair leading south.
That was a dangerous path to follow.
Walren yanked his gaze further down to Raptor’s thighs, savoring the way they were twice as thick as his own, all hard muscle and power.
But his gaze sneaked up on its own, to Raptor’s cock resting against his inner thigh, intimidating without even being hard.
“Sooo,” Raptor drawled, his voice a low, toe-curling purr in Walren’s ear. “Whatcha lookin’ at, sweetheart?”
“Um.” Walren followed the curve of Raptor’s cock, feasting his gaze on the thick vein running down its length. His tip was wide and blunt, and it looked so innocent and velvety. Just waiting for touch.
Raptor brushed his lips against Walren’s ear, his breath hot on Walren’s damp skin. “You know that it’s not pitch black in here, right? Just really dark? I can still see what you’re looking at.”
Oh gods!Walren froze, his cheeks burning. “Um! I was looking at—at sausage!”
Raptor laughed, his chest rumbling.
Walren buried his face in his hands.
With his eyes closed, his body felt... different. Only now did he notice the sluggish heat moving through his veins. The excess of saliva in his mouth, the slight ache in his teeth. His lower belly was warm, and... Was his hole damp?
Had his limbs been this heavy earlier? Walren couldn’t remember.
All he knew was that Raptor’s presence stoked something warm inside him; it intensified the ache in his body.
Something feather-light touched his nipple.
Walren jerked, his cock twitching as pleasure shot down his nerves.
“Sensitive,” Raptor rumbled, his mouth curving into a satisfied smile. “What about the other one?”
Before Walren could think about it, Raptor touched his other nipple, making him jerk again.
“Ohhh. How lovely.”
“You’ve touched me there before,” Walren blurted.
“Not while I’m out of rut. I have a clearer mind right now.” Raptor drew swirls on Walren’s chest, first circling his nipples, then spreading out from his sternum, to his collarbones. He trailed his fingertips up Walren’s throat, stroking his pulse point. Walren gulped. “I wonder...”
Raptor cupped Walren’s jaw lightly, his thumb leaving tingles as it stroked Walren’s mouth. Then he pressed down on Walren’s lower lip, opening him up.
“So soft,” Raptor purred, pushing his thumb into Walren’s mouth. He withdrew his thumb slightly, then pushed it back in, slowly fucking Walren with it.
