Page 70 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

“It’s okay. Let it happen. I’ve got you.” Galent rolled his hips, working his knot against Pinks’ sweet spot.

Pinks howled, shuddering as his claws popped out, his fangs dropping.

“Oh, your ears.” Galent nibbled on one—it was on top of Pinks’ head, furry and twitching. “You are so adorable, you—you have a tail.”

Galent moved both of Pinks’ hands to one of his own, then reached down and grasped Pinks’ tail, stroking it from base to tip. Pinks shuddered all the way to his toes.

“What did anyone tell me?” Galent kissed Pinks’ ear.

“How good your cock feels,” Pinks moaned when Galent rocked into him.

“No one quite like you. No one’s come quite as hard, howled quite as loud. It’s like you were made for me.” Galent stroked Pinks’ tail again, and began to work his knot inside, so demandingly that Pinks came hard, blacking out.

When he came to, he found himself lying on Galent’s chest, Galent’s knot still locked inside him. “Imagine if you turned into a statue again.”

“At least you’ll have Handsome here to feed and water you, and take care of Zarrie,” Galent muttered darkly.

“I’d rather not see him while I’m knotted with you,” Pinks said.

“You should read him a pickup line,” came Handsome’s disembodied voice from elsewhere in the mansion.

“Fuck off,” Galent said.

“You need me around for emergencies, Lord Fangy. I can’t just fuck off.”

The look on Galent’s face made Pinks laugh.

“I could read you one,” Handsome continued. “To, ah, improve your bedroom mood.”

“No,” Pinks groaned.

“Handsome,” Galent hissed.

The butler cleared his throat. Pinks thought about covering his ears, but he also couldn’t stop watching—listening to—the train wreck.

“Your eyes are like stars. They sparkle and burn so hot that they will explode and burn us both up. We will end up as ashes in the sky and fall into the sea with the rain, where shrimps will eat us and poop us out.”

Pinks cringed with his entire body. “How isthata pickup line?”

“I don’t know,” Handsome said gleefully. “But isn’t it romantic?”

“No,” Galent growled, grimacing. “Let me pick from that book myself.”

“I will use it during your bonding ceremony.”

“No,” Galent roared.

Zarrie began to cry, somewhere in the house.

“Damn it!” Galent wrapped his arms around Pinks and leaped out of bed, his knot grinding into Pinks’ body. “Baby Zee, hang on tight!”

Pinks dug his nails into Galent’s shoulders, gritting his teeth as Galent’s knot shoved deeper into his body. “Maybe slow down a little, or I’ll end up coming all over you.”

Galent raised an eyebrow. “And that’s a bad thing?”

He grabbed a towel from a closet, wrapped up their hips, and carried on running, to where Zarrie was in Limesicart in the kitchen, trying to reach for Handsome.

“You stopped crying fast.” Pinks gathered Zarrie into his arms, blanket and all, so he could hold her against Galent’s chest. “You did great, Limesy.”

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