Page 56 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

Galent looked away, but not before Pinks caught the scent of salt, and the tear tracks on his face.

Pinks froze. He’d never seen an alpha cry over a baby before. Especially one that wasn’t his own.

Galent scrubbed his hand over his face, looking wrecked. “Sorry,” he said thickly. “I’m just—relieved.”

Pinks’ heart slipped. “Okay. Wait there. Just wait.”

He gave Zarrie another warm hug, then set her in her playpen and gave Limesicart strict instructions not to get too close to her. Then he hurried over to Galent, who was watching him warily.

Pinks leaped at him and engulfed him in a bear hug. He had to shimmy up Galent’s body to get to his shoulders, but once he was there, Pinks wrapped his arms and legs around the giant, and kissed him softly on the lips. “I really don’t blame you.”

Galent grimaced. “But—”

“Shh.” Pinks kissed him again. “Zarrie is fine. Maybe—Maybe this is one of her abilities. That she can cure people who are sick.”

Carefully, Galent touched Pinks’ hips. He held Pinks to himself, looking so vulnerable that Pinks closed the distance between them and kissed him again.

“I think you’ll be a great dad,” Pinks murmured. “You care. You care so much about Zarrie.”

“You have so much faith in me.”

“I think I can read people pretty well.” Pinks pressed their foreheads together and waited.

Slowly, Galent’s touch grew more confident. He walked them up to a wall and pinned Pinks against it, nuzzling Pinks’ cheek and bringing their mouths together. Galent slipped his tongue between Pinks’ lips and tasted him inside; his fingertips pressed harder around Pinks’ hips, leaving finger-shaped bruises on his skin. Pinks gasped.

“You’re the perfect mate,” Galent whispered. “I want to claim you with my dragon form so badly. I’m going to order some stretching kits. So you can sink down on my cock, let me make you come over and over.”

“I want that. I want to know what it feels like.” Pinks shivered.

Galent smiled against his lips; something thick nudged between Pinks’ cheeks.

Pinks only remembered then that they were both still naked. They’d rushed out of bed in a hurry, and he shifted so much that clothes were sometimes a secondary consideration.

“Can I...?” Galent rubbed his tip against Pinks’ hole.

“In your bedroom.”

“Mmmm.” Galent carried him to the room they used exclusively for sex. There, he pinned Pinks up against the wall, grinding their cocks together. Pinks jerked against him.

This time, their kiss was hotter, filthier. Galent’s tongue grew thick and tapered; he pushed it into Pinks’ mouth, filling him at the same time he slid every inch of his cock against Pinks’. Pinks moaned. “L-let me feel your dragon cock. I want to know what it feels like.”

“You really are a monster fucker, aren’t you?” Galent whispered, his eyes flashing red. He licked his lips with that long, sinful tongue, and the next thing Pinks knew, there was a dragon pushing him up against the wall, hot breath on his face. “Take my cock out, Sweety-Pinks.”

“Wh-where?” Pinks moaned.

Galent slid Pinks down his front, so Pinks’ cock dragged against his slippery scales. And there, between Galent’s legs, was a scaly vertical slit, raised on both sides like a plush sort of pocket. “Put your hand inside,” Galent rumbled.

Pinks flushed. This felt extremely intimate. He slipped his hand into Galent’s slit, only for his fingers to bump into something big, thick, and wet. It had a wicked swell on the underside, prominent bumps on the top side, and at its base was silky skin, ready to stretch into a knot.

Galent licked his scaly lips. “Makes you wet, huh, just touching inside my cock pocket?”

“C-cock pocket?” Pinks choked on a laugh. Then he pulled Galent out of his slit, huge and red, the heavy musk of Galent’s cock hitting him in the chest. He grew so wet, his slick trickled down his thighs. “Oh, fuck.”

“Big enough for you?” Galent purred.

“It’s too big,” Pinks moaned. But he kept stroking the dragon’s cock, imagining it stretching him, fucking him open. “I need it,” Pinks whimpered. “Need you inside me.”

Galent groaned. “I can’t like this. Not when you’re not stretched enough.”

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