Page 54 of The Accidental Dragon Baby

“Someday, she’ll ask me to sing them over and over, for hours on end,” Ivo said with a quiet laugh.

“I’ll take over so you can have a break,” Ace offered.

Ivo’s heart stuttered. Ace grinned. When Mary finally fell asleep, Ivo set her gently down in the crib.

Then he stepped away, and Ace was suddenly in his space, backing him up against the wall.

“Got any plans, sweetheart?” Ace purred, trailing his fingertips up Ivo’s side.

Ivo forgot how to breathe. “Um. Maybe?”

“What kind of plans?” Ace’s grin was all sharp teeth. He trapped Ivo with his hot, hard body, sending a bolt of shivery heat between Ivo’s legs.

“I—I don’t know.” Ivo bit down his moan when Ace dragged his palm down his back, cupping Ivo’s ass with both his hands.

Ace lifted him off his feet. Ivo squeaked. “Hang on to me,” Ace whispered. “I promise I won’t let you fall.”

He carried Ivo into a different room and closed the double doors. Then he set Ivo on a plush, soft bed. Ivo shivered; the covers were silky against his skin, soft like a cloud.

Ace clambered onto the bed along with Ivo, his gaze dark, his body bronzed and muscular. This close, Ivo saw the corded muscle of his shoulders, the bulge of his biceps, the lush expanse of his pecs. A small black dragon tattoo covered the base of Ace’s neck, its wings spread and its mouth open.

“Like what you see?” Ace’s mouth curved in a sinful smirk.

Ivo moaned and squirmed; Ace’s pupils blew wide.

“I think it’s time I bred you properly,” Ace murmured, reaching down to stroke his growing cock. “Fill you the way you were supposed to be, that very first night.”

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“Didn’tyou 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 tohold 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.

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