Page 39 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

“So eager for me,” Galent whispered. He pushed Pinks’ shirt up and off his body. Then he slid his big, wet tongue against Pinks’ nipples, so they leaked even more. Galent turned his tongue back into a human’s and closed his mouth around one pebbled nub. “Mmm.”

It felt so good surrendering the milk to him. Pinks writhed, bliss rippling down his spine as Galent sucked, over and over until his cock throbbed and his hole clenched. “Please!”

“You taste delicious.” Galent played with Pinks’ nipples, alternating which he drank from. With each tug, Pinks felt more and more empty, his body needing to be filled.

“Please fuck me,” Pinks whimpered.

“Maybe.”

A helpless sound tore out of him. Pinks bucked and panted, warmth swelling inside him. It burned in his veins and pooled heavy between his legs; it made his teeth ache and his cock leak, until he clawed at his remaining clothes, needing them all off.

“Yes,” Galent whispered, dragging Pinks’ pants and briefs down his legs, until he lay completely naked beneath the giant. “All mine to taste. To hold down and fuck.”

Pinks clutched at Galent, wrapping his legs around Galent’s hips, trying to tempt him.

“You’re so desperate.” Galent flicked his inhuman tongue down Pinks’ body, dipping it into his navel. Then he licked further down, wrapping his tongue around Pinks’ cock.

Pinks wheezed, his precum spurting onto Galent’s face. But the giant only grinned and dragged his tongue up and down Pinks’ cock, grasping Pinks’ asscheeks with his large hands and spreading them open.

The moment he touched his finger to Pinks’ hole, Pinks came, his spine bowing off the bed. But it didn’t lessen his need at all. In fact, the ache in his body grew sharper.

“Inside,” Pinks begged. “I c-can’t. Need more.”

Galent groaned and pressed his thumbs on either side of Pinks’ hole, stretching it open. He slotted that thick, wet muscle between Pinks’ cheeks, letting Pinks feel how girthy it was. He skirted around Pinks’ entrance and flicked his tongue over Pinks’ taint, before giving Pinks’ sac a few teasing licks.

“Such a pretty ass,” Galent rumbled, dragging his tongue over Pinks’ hole. “Fuck, you made so much slick for me.”

With one hand wrapped around his own bulge, Galent pushed his fingertips into Pinks, scissoring them to stretch him. The next thing Pinks knew, Galent’s tongue was shoving deep into him, finding his sensitive spots.

He came hard. He couldn’t help himself, stretched sinfully around that deft muscle. It kept probing and nudging, sliding against his prostate and away, until Pinks could barely breathe. All he knew was Galent’s fingers thrusting in alongside his tongue, pressing down on Pinks’ prostate so he howled.

“Shh,” Galent growled. “Keep it down.”

Pinks shoved his hand against his mouth. But he couldn’t stop shaking when Galent pumped his fingers inside, tasting Pinks, keeping him open because this wasn’t his end goal; his goal was to put his knot inside Pinks.

“I need your knot,” Pinks gasped brokenly. “Need—Need to be fucked.”

“Yeah?” Galent’s mouth curved into a hungry smile. “Be quiet, Sweety-Pinks.”

He hooked his fingers hard against Pinks’ prostate. Pinks’ vision whited out; he came all over himself, pulses and pulses of pleasure exploding through his body.

“Did you have enough?” Galent asked when Pinks could think again. “Does your sweet little hole need more stretching?”

Pinks stared at the sizable bulge straining behind Galent’s pants, a dark spot at its tip. “I want to see your cock.”

Galent grinned. “You want to be fucked for at least twenty minutes, right? Enough to come three times on my cock?”

Pinks could only moan. “Yes.”

Galent withdrew his fingers. And he prowled forward on his knees, straddling Pinks’ shoulders. “Take my cock out.”

Pinks shuddered. He shoved his pillow under his head and scrambled to undo Galent’s belt, his mouth going dry when his fingers brushed against that hard length. Galent growled.

The zipper rasped. As Pinks dragged it down, an intense muskiness filled his nose. Then he couldn’t help staring; Galent was so hard, he almost ripped through his underwear. Pinks moaned and buried his face in Galent’s crotch. “Smells so good.”

He kept huffing, trying to cover himself in that scent.

“Sweety-Pinks,” Galent rumbled. “You haven’t even taken it out yet. If you do, there’s alotmore cock you can use to mark your face.”

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