Page 29 of Claimed By His Omega Dragon's Fire
“What do you mean it’s ready?”
“It’s coming out?”
“Right now? There’s something in the way!”
“Oh my gods, I know that! But it doesn’t care that your cock is in the way it wants out!”
I do my best to calm my racing heart. The panic of the moment has served to accomplish one important thing, and that’s to let my knot deflate. It’s small enough that I can pull it out without hurting Brock.
“Fuck,” he says with a slight wince. “I’m gonna need you to help.”
“Okay,” I say right away. “Whatever you need.”
Brock gets back onto his hands and knees. He pulls me close by the back of my neck and I go willingly, kissing his lips. We sink into the kiss and both of our bodies go back into a more relaxed state.
As we kiss, Brock takes my hand, guiding it back to his ass. With his guidance, I push a finger inside of him, marveling at how scorching hot he feels. He’s already so loose after having my knot in him so I quickly push in a second and then a third.
“That’s it,” Brock says, pulling back. “Just like that. Another. I need more.”
Now, I’m not a doctor. I’ve never been around when someone in the pack has given birth, but even so, I wonder how this could be helping. Maybe dragon shifters do things differently?
Instead of questioning my mate, I do as he asks, pushing another finger into his hole. There’s barely any resistance as I fuck him with four fingers, stretching his hole even wider.
“Another. More, Aiden. More.”
“More? I’m already four fingers deep, Brock.”
He snaps his teeth at me. “I said another.”
“Okay,” I say quickly, soothing him by kissing his shoulder. “I’ve got you. I’ll give you another.”
I reposition myself so I’m kneeling behind him. I carefully pull my four fingers out before bringing my palm together as best as I can in order to push all five of my fingers into him at once.
“Yes,” he says with a breathy sigh, “just like that. Push them in deeper. The egg is getting ready to descend and I need to be ready.”
It hits me all at once.Oh. I’m making sure he can pass the egg without hurting himself.
We take it slow as Brock continues to have contractions. I can feel it every time he does, his insides squeezing my hand. His channel hugs my hand and it might be one of the hottest things I’ve ever felt. I can’t believe he’s taking all of me like this. Blood rushes to my cock and even though I’ve just come, I’m already rock hard just from the feel of him around my hand. I’m as gentle as possible as I work my hand into his ass until it’s buried up to my wrist.
Oh. My. Gods.
The sight of my hand being buried inside of Brock’s ass is going to be burned into my memory forever. This is so fucking hot. I bite my bottom lip to keep a pleased moan from leaving.
“Alpha,” Brock cries out as I shift my hand slightly, my knuckles rubbing against that bundle of nerves inside him. “I’m gonna come with your fist inside me. Jesus, this is so embarrassing but it feels so good and I can’t stop thinking about howobscenethat must look.”
I use my free hand to grab Brock’s wrist, guiding it back to my cock which is hard and aching. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Fuck!”
Brock comes with my fist in his ass, the walls squeezing me impossibly tight. I carefully rut against his hand, groaning in pleasure, until I find my release as well, spilling over his knuckles and onto the sheets, my eyes never leaving his stretched hole.
The orgasm calms both of us down and Brock’s body is more relaxed. I slowly pull my hand out of his ass, marveling at the gape it leaves. He pushes with a soft whimper and I watch as our egg comes into view.
I’m right there to help catch our egg, our baby. As it leaves Brock, his entire body goes slack. He falls onto his belly with a deep sigh.
I stare down at our egg for a long time, just taking it in. It’s beautiful in every way. The shell looks like it’s made of ruby with the most gorgeous shades of sparkly reds, very similar to Brock’s scales when he’s in his dragon form. My heart feels like it’s somehow growing in size, making room for the little one resting safely inside this egg.
Running my fingers over the shell, I can feel that there’s life inside. The shell is warm and I want to tuck it against my belly and do everything in my power to keep the one inside safe.
