Page 3 of The Accidental Dragon Baby

But he peeked at the broad-shouldered men he passed, spotting a group of especially large alphas.

With a jolt, he realized that those were his rescuers. The alphas who had invaded the kidnappers’ hideout last week.

Ace was among them, bumping shoulders with a man who looked like him. Except Ivo could pick him out between the two—Ace had a small tattoo on one side of his neck. The dragon was in his human shape, teeth gleaming, his strong fingers wrapped around a glass. And his clothes—his clothes hugged him like a sin, showing off his pecs and biceps, and the generous bulge between his legs.

Ivo whimpered.

Ace turned as though he’d caught the sound.

Before Ace could spot him, Ivo ducked his head and hurried away, his slick soaking through his pants.

The music grew muffled when the restroom door shut behind Ivo. A hidden speaker played a different song. Ivo tried to exhale his nerves; he went down the row of cubicles, trying to figure out how anonymous sex could happen in here.

Then he saw it.

At the very end of the row, the wall between the two last cubicles had a round hole cut into it. Its edges had been sanded down and sealed.

The hole was roughly stomach height.

“Oh,” Ivo whispered. He would have to tiptoe a lot to get himself high enough, but—

Wait, there was a short stool tucked into the corner of the further cubicle.

And suddenly everything made sense.

When the restroom door squeaked open, Ivo’s stomach flipped. He dove into the cubicle and locked the door behind him, his heart pounding.

He’d never done this before. How was he going to know if his partner was good? If they wouldn’t hurt him somehow?

He clutched Uriel’s stone in one hand and the condom in the other, holding his breath.

Heavy footsteps thumped toward him. The person sounded large. An alpha?

The alpha paused just outside the next cubicle.

“Hey,” the man rumbled. His voice was terribly familiar. “I’m just checking that you’re okay. You seemed to be in a real hurry to get in here.”

Ivo’s entire body ached. His insides burned; his pants stuck wetly to his legs, and he felt so empty that he could cry. “I-I’m okay.”

“Really? Would you like me to stay, or leave?”

He made a decision then. Ivo tucked Uriel’s stone into his pocket, and pushed the foil packet through the hole with trembling fingers.

The alpha inhaled slowly. Ivo heard him swallow.

“I’m in heat,” Ivo whispered. “Please.”

Footsteps thumped closer. Large fingers closed around the foil square.

“Fuck,” Ace said.

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Their fingers touchedin a rush of electricity. Ivo’s breath snagged in his throat.

Ace was warm, his skin calloused. He felt strong even from that brief contact, and Ivo didn’t want him to pull away.

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