The Accidental Dragon Baby (Babies For Broken Dads #1)

14. Rough

14

ROUGH

“Didn’t you fill me the right way?” Ivo asked, his pulse thumping.

Ace gave a husky laugh. He braced his hands on either side of Ivo’s shoulders, kneeling over Ivo like a god about to claim his sacrifice. “Sweetheart,” he growled, his breath hot in Ivo’s ear. “I wanted to pin you down, open you up, and make you take my cock the way a good little omega should.”

Ivo’s blood shot south so quickly, he grew dizzy. “Fuck.”

“You kept a wall between us.”

“I didn’t want you to see me,” Ivo admitted, shamefaced. “I think—I think you didn’t like that I asked Uriel first? To help with my heat. The truth is that I wanted you, but I didn’t want you to see my body and be disgusted by it. So I asked Uriel and he turned me down.”

Ace’s eyes flashed red. “Not disgusted at all, sweetheart.” He nuzzled Ivo’s jaw, rubbing down Ivo’s arms and sides, his large hands almost swallowing Ivo’s body. “That night, I wanted to hold you so bad. Hold you down so you wouldn’t slide up the bed when I fucked into you.”

“Oh, gods.” Ivo spread his legs.

“You don’t feel quite so self-conscious anymore,” Ace rumbled into his hair.

“Y-you saw me naked already.” And Ace hadn’t once flinched.

“So beautiful.”

Ivo opened his mouth to protest. But Ace covered Ivo’s chest with his large hand, dragging his calloused fingertips over Ivo’s nipples.

Pleasure shot down his spine. Ivo arched up, shocked by how good it felt, except Ace didn’t linger on those sensitive nubs.

“Remember what I told you earlier? You’re beautiful,” Ace whispered. “And I’m going to kiss every beautiful part of you.”

He brushed his thick fingers through Ivo’s hair, sweeping it away from Ivo’s face. He pressed his lips to Ivo’s forehead, and down his nose.

“Foreheads are not beautiful,” Ivo blurted.

Ace raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to have no say on this. If I think a part of you is beautiful, then it’s beautiful.”

“What if I say it’s not anyway?”

“Then I’ll stuff your mouth full of cock, and fuck those words back down your throat.”

Ivo whimpered. “That shouldn’t sound so hot.”

Ace grinned. He kissed Ivo’s cheeks, then his chin. His lips whispered along Ivo’s jaw to his ear, then to his other ear, pressing soft and damp down his throat.

Slowly, Ivo began to realize that Ace wasn’t avoiding any of his scars.

Ace nuzzled Ivo’s unscarred shoulder. He dropped butterfly kisses across Ivo’s collarbones to his other shoulder, where his nerve endings were messed up and the scar tissue meant he could feel only a fraction of Ace’s touch. Ace pressed his mouth to the lumpy red flesh anyway, taking just as much time as he had with Ivo’s smooth skin.

Ivo’s throat tightened. “Ace...”

“Hmm?” Ace cradled Ivo’s arm and kissed down his bicep. His lips caressed unblemished skin, then badly-healed flesh, and back to normal skin with no change in his pace. As though it was all the same to him.

“You... think I’m sexy?” Ivo said disbelievingly.

Ace took Ivo’s hand. He pressed it against his big, straining cock, and Ivo jerked in surprise. I’m touching his cock!

Ace was thick, heavy, his precum smearing all over Ivo’s fingers. Ivo felt so empty, he writhed. “I need—”

“Tell me, sweetheart,” Ace whispered, kissing Ivo’s other hand. “Do you think it was the pillows that made me hard?”

Ivo blushed. “I thought maybe it was the nightstand.”

Ace snorted. “Let me just open up a drawer and put my cock inside.”

“I think it might be well-lubed and spacious.”

“How did you guess?” Ace grinned and reached into his nightstand, producing a bottle of lube. “My cock will fit right into its gaping maw.”

Despite his teasing, Ace didn’t move away from Ivo. He took Ivo’s fingers between his lips—his mouth was hot and wet—and he sucked.

Ivo whimpered. If Ace’s mouth felt like that around his fingers, how would it feel elsewhere?

“Need more?” Ace whispered.

“Please!” Ivo’s hips jerked up helplessly. Ace held him down and began kissing down his other arm. He kissed all over Ivo’s chest, getting closer and closer to Ivo’s nipples. Then he nuzzled around a nipple, and carefully flicked his tongue against it. Ivo gasped. Ace wrapped his lips around that sensitive nub, sucking lightly.

Milk began to flow from Ivo’s nipples. He arched and panted, grabbing Ace’s hair in an attempt to hang on.

“That’s it. Keep making more for me.” Ace groaned and drank, his tongue circling Ivo’s nipple, each tug sending a jolt between Ivo’s legs. “Tastes good. So sweet.”

“It’s—not all for you,” Ivo panted, his precum leaking everywhere. “Please—”

“Please what?” Ace breathed hotly all over Ivo’s chest. He licked up the milk trickling from Ivo’s other nipple, and closed his mouth around it too.

Ivo’s spine bowed off the bed. “I n-need to c-come.”

“Mmm.” Ace slipped one hand down to caress Ivo’s cock, just a light, teasing touch. Ivo bucked futilely for more pressure.

“I want to see you in a pair of lace panties,” Ace murmured. “Wrapped up all pretty for me, your cock straining against the lace. I want to see you writhe, begging me to fill you.”

“Please fill me,” Ivo hissed.

“Yeah?” Ace went back to Ivo’s other nipple, licking them both before he made his way further down. Ivo quivered at the scrape of his stubble; Ace groaned and kissed Ivo’s treasure trail. “So lovely.”

“I—”

Ace grasped Ivo’s knees, spreading him open. Ivo’s breath punched out of him. He felt so vulnerable with his legs open and all his sensitive parts exposed. Especially when he knew what Ace had planned.

But Ace only smiled, kissing up and down Ivo’s inner thighs. He rubbed the underside of Ivo’s knee and trailed his hand up Ivo’s leg, squeezing his hip. Then he dragged his thumb just behind Ivo’s balls, and pressed down.

Ivo wheezed. Ace was so close to his hole, so close—

Ace closed his mouth over the sensitive skin of Ivo’s inner thigh, and began to suck. He sucked hard enough to leave a hickey, then moved on to an unblemished spot, and sucked again.

At this rate, he was going to leave a trail of markings all over Ivo’s legs.

“Mine,” Ace purred. “Anyone who looks at you here will know I’ve claimed you. Claimed you inside. ”

Ivo moaned, spreading his legs wider. “Please touch me.”

“Where?”

“Inside!”

“Mmm.” Ace nosed along Ivo’s other thigh, his pupils so dilated that there was hardly any iris left to them. He trailed his fingertips up to Ivo’s cock and stroked him slowly, catching Ivo’s tip between his fingers. Then he began flicking the underside of Ivo’s tip, over and over until Ivo thrashed, his precum smearing all over Ace’s fingers.

“Need, need—” Ivo whined.

“I haven’t finished petting your pretty cock.” Ace kept squeezing Ivo lightly, his mouth moving higher and higher up Ivo’s thigh. He kissed Ivo’s balls, once on each side. Then he kissed behind them and lifted Ivo’s hips with one hand, pressing his mouth to Ivo’s entrance. “You’re pretty here, too.”

He gave Ivo’s hole a sinful kiss, sucking lightly on the puckered muscle, before swiping it with his tongue and pushing in.

Ivo blushed all the way down his chest. He put his tongue in my hole!

“Mine,” Ace said, his stubble scraping against Ivo’s cheeks. “Mine to fuck open. You’ll get so stretched around my cock, sweetheart. A pretty ass like yours? It’s made to be fucked hard, fucked deep, until you’re completely open around me, stuffed with my cum. But first, I’m going to show you what a dragon tongue feels like.”

His tongue grew inside Ivo’s ass, bigger and thicker, and it shoved hard against Ivo’s prostate.

Ivo came with a scream, shooting his cum all over himself.

“That’s it.” Ace thrust his long, tapered tongue deeper. “Good boy.” Another thrust. He slid his fingers in alongside his tongue, and hooked them against Ivo’s prostate.

Ivo’s eye rolled back; he tried to hang on, but he couldn’t think straight anymore.

“Remember your heat?” Ace rumbled against his hole, his tongue undulating inside. “When you took my cock and couldn’t stop coming? You made me so fucking hard, with your pretty ass sucking around me. Made for me.”

“Want—Want. Please!” Ivo tugged on Ace’s hair, trying to tempt Ace into filling him.

“Mmm.” Ace cupped Ivo’s ass with both hands and spread him wide. When he pulled his tongue out, Ivo whined. It was big. And it had just been inside him. Ace hooked his thumbs into Ivo’s hole and stretched him open. “Empty now. I see you’re due for another breeding.”

Ivo grew desperately hot. Slick leaked out of him; Ace cursed.

“Would you agree that you’re beautiful?” Ace murmured.

“N-no,” Ivo said. And abruptly remembered the promise Ace had made him earlier. “Oh, gods.”

Ace’s eyes flashed. He set Ivo’s hips back down on the bed and prowled up, straddling Ivo’s shoulders. There was nothing quite like realizing just how much of a giant your alpha was, big and broad, his fingers wrapped around the base of his throbbing cock.

Ace slipped his fingers beneath Ivo’s head, and lifted him off the bed. At the same time, he angled his cock down, nudging his wet tip against Ivo’s lips. “Suck.”

Ivo had barely gotten his mouth open when Ace pushed inside. He was thick, musky, his precum shooting all over Ivo’s tongue.

“This is for saying you’re not beautiful,” Ace murmured. He began to thrust into Ivo’s mouth, short, rough strokes that mimicked what he’d done to Ivo’s ass. “It’s all going back down your throat, sweetheart.”

Ivo moaned. Ace cursed lowly, his cock jerking between Ivo’s lips. He was giving Ivo the most sensitive part of himself; Ivo sucked desperately and clutched Ace’s solid thighs. “Please,” Ivo tried to say. “Please, I need.”

Ace’s chest heaved. He slid his cock out most of the way, leaving his tip between Ivo’s lips. “Say that again.”

There wasn’t any space for Ivo to move backward. All he could do was speak, his lips dragging around Ace’s velvety tip. “I want your cock inside me. B-breeding me. Please.”

“Fuck.” Ace blew out a shuddering breath. He pushed his cock back into Ivo’s mouth, holding it there. “Did it work? Are you going to tell me you’re not beautiful? If you do, my cock stays inside your mouth.”

Ivo shook his head quickly. “No, no.”

“All right.” Ace cradled the side of Ivo’s face, trailing his thumb over Ivo’s stretched lips. “You make me so hard for you. I’ve got so much cum in here, ready to pump you full.”

He took Ivo’s hand and pressed it against his heavy balls; Ivo’s hole clenched. Then Ace pulled out, his tip glistening.

Ace swung his leg back over so he was no longer straddling Ivo. Except he flipped Ivo onto his front and grasped his hips, lifting them up. Ivo parted his legs immediately; Ace moved between them and grasped Ivo’s cheeks, spreading them apart.

“This,” Ace groaned. “This is how you were supposed to present to me during your heat. Ass up, open and ready to be filled.”

Ivo sobbed, reaching behind to spread himself, to offer Ace his hole.

“ Fuck. ” With a low growl, Ace pinned Ivo’s shoulders to the bed. Something blunt swept between Ivo’s cheeks, pressing demandingly against his hole.

There wasn’t even time to moan. Ace pushed in hard, stretching Ivo’s insides with his cock.

Ivo came with a scream, overwhelmed. Ace was thick, heavy, and he slid in so hungrily that all Ivo wanted was to beg for his cum.

Ace leaned in, covering Ivo with his body. His lips found Ivo’s ear. “Feel my cock, sweetheart? That’s just the tip.”

He pushed deeper. Ivo clutched at the sheets and tried to hang on. Ace was big. He shoved against Ivo’s prostate; Ivo’s eye rolled back.

“Oh gods, oh gods,” Ivo whimpered, pushing himself down Ace’s cock. “S-so good.”

“So tight for me,” Ace groaned. And he pinned Ivo against the bed, slamming the rest of his cock inside.

Ivo came again, his entire body convulsing. He could no longer think; all he knew was Ace thrusting in and out of him, thick and heavy, grinding against every sensitive spot. Ace didn’t stop, though. He clapped their hips together, the wet sound of their bodies filling the bedroom.

“I’m going to give you another baby,” Ace hissed, giving Ivo several long strokes that sent him skidding forward. Ace pulled him back and plowed into him again. “Gonna fill you full of cum, make sure it takes. I’ll give you my knot too. Hold my cum inside. Make you mine.”

“Yes. Yes, now,” Ivo panted, squeezing Ace with his body.

Ace swore, his strokes going faster. “I thought I felt your pretty ass beg.”

Ivo squeezed again, harder this time.

“Fuck!” Ace leaned in and sank his teeth into Ivo’s shoulder—not deep enough for a mating bite.

But it felt enough like one. Ivo came, shuddering against his alpha. Ace groaned, his cock swelling. His strokes grew short and uneven, rough like he was trying to breed Ivo again. With a roar, Ace followed him over the edge. Heat flooded Ivo deep inside.

Except Ace pulled out, his cum covering the back of Ivo’s balls.

“No,” Ivo whimpered.

“Just for a sec.” Ace’s cum streaked hot and wet across Ivo’s back. Then he pushed his cock back inside, and the base of it began to swell.

Ivo relaxed, moaning when Ace’s knot pushed heavily against his prostate. This was what he hadn’t gotten enough of during his heat, the steady pressure inside him, grounding him and filling him with a sense of belonging.

Ace rolled them onto their sides, sliding his arm around Ivo and pulling their bodies snug together. For a while, all they did was breathe. And Ivo grew aware of a slow back-and-forth caress—Ace rubbing his cum into Ivo’s skin. His face burned.

“Sleep in here with me tonight,” Ace murmured.

Ivo’s heart skipped. “You don’t mind?”

Ace huffed. “Sweetheart. I want to steal you away and make you mine.”

“We’ve only known each other for two days!”

Ace covered Ivo’s belly with a large hand. “I knocked you up. I’m going to make sure you get everything you need.”

“Well, put that way... I guess you can do that.”

“Good.”

They lay quietly for a while, until Ivo’s stomach groaned unattractively. He winced. “I didn’t eat all that long ago.”

“But you’re hungry again?”

Ivo nodded.

“Harvey, send up a tray of snacks,” Ace said. After a pause, he told Ivo, “It’ll be up shortly.”

Ivo was going to wait quietly, except he remembered what the butler had said earlier. “He’s not going to add pickup lines to the tray, is he?”

Ace stiffened behind him. “Fuck. Harvey, don’t. Harvey—”

A moment passed. Ace groaned, long and low.

“What’s wrong?” Ivo asked.

“He’s getting his damn brother to ‘help’ him with the tray.” Ace pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Two butlers? Yes. ” Ace covered Ivo’s ears, then raised his voice. “Hassel, you’re not allowed in here!”

Twin cackles sounded from somewhere in the mansion.

“Fuck,” Ace said.

“You’ve never banned him from doing this before?”

“I’ve never—” Ace stopped talking. When Ivo peeked over his shoulder, he realized that Ace’s face had turned red. Ace frowned.

Ivo grimaced. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have asked.”

“No, it isn’t your fault. I’m just...” Ace took a deep breath. “What I’m about to tell you, I’ve never told any omega before.”