Page 35 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

“The baby will bemine,” Pinks growled.

“Mine too.” Galent grinned, wriggling his fingers at Zarrie. She tried futilely to grab his hands. “Is she some kind of bird shifter? Eagle?”

Pinks shook his head.

“What about... a griffin?”

“Those exist?” Pinks asked, surprised.

“They live in the mountains,” Galent said. “I don’t think they have a human form, though. Unless... someone slept with one.”

“That wasn’t me,” Pinks spluttered, flushing.

“Oh?” Galent leaned closer, watching him. “Are you secretly a monster fucker?”

Pinks covered Zarrie’s ears too late. “It’s not like I ever tried it! How should I know?!”

“You don’t have to do it to know,” Galent said smugly. “My dragon cock is bigger than my human cock. It has bumps on the top side, a curve on the underside, and a knot. I can bring the knot into my human form.”

Just because Pinks wanted toseeit didn’t mean he wanted to ride it!

Probably.

“No one fucks a dragon,” Pinks said. “They’re too huge!”

Galent nodded sagely. “You’ll have to practice if you want to fit my dragon cock. There are toys for stretching, you know.” Then his gaze landed on Zarrie. “Actually. My dragon cock is smaller than a baby. You’ll have no problem taking it.”

“Is that what people think when they see someone with a baby?” Pinks’ voice went high. “‘They stretched enough for a baby, so of course they can fit my monster cock!’”

Galent grinned. “Yes. The next baby won’t be a problem for you. Especially if I’m filling you frequently as a dragon.”

Pinks thunked his head against the table and groaned. Partly because Galent was insane, and partly because he couldn’t believe he wanted to know what it would feel like to fuck a dragon. Theoretically. “Maybe if you show me what a—what a dragon looks like. Naked.”

Galent’s smile lit up his face. “We’ll get there. I’ll have to make sure you can take my human-sized cock first.”

“You’re making a lot of promises,” Pinks muttered.

“My bed’s empty tonight.”

Pinks squirmed. “Maybe.”

That seemed to be enough of an answer for Galent. The giant poured some chicken broth into the pot of tomatoes and brought it to a boil, then sliced up some chicken breast and put the strips in to poach. While that was going, he popped some frozen garlic toast into the oven.

“It’s starting to smell really good,” Pinks moaned.

“Iwouldlike to fill your belly, too.” Galent grinned.

“Is everything you say an innuendo?!”

Galent shrugged. “I get rock-hard every so often. You tell me.”

Pinks sighed. But he couldn’t help the twitch of his mouth.

When the food was ready, Galent ladled the soup into bowls and sat across the table from Pinks. “Try it.”

The tomato ‘soup’ was really a bunch of tomato chunks, squishy and stew-like. But the herbs gave the soup depth, and the chicken was juicy and perfect. “It’s not what I expected,” Pinks said.

Galent snorted. “My cook tells me I cook terribly. Have some toast if the soup isn’t to your liking.”

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