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My brain still wasn't quite online, and I misheard their question. "Not exactly."

"What?"

"You don't look human."

I stripped out of my clothes and showed him my single, circumcised cock. "Human males only have the one."

"Like kobolds."

I nodded.

They frowned at their genitals. "You don't like them?"

"I love them." I sauntered up to him and let my cock speak for me as it slid between his two appendages. "Last night was fun, yeah?"

They nodded.

"Tomorrow will be even better," I promised.

"What about tonight?"

I tried to ignore the whine in their voice, though I felt the same way. "You look dead on your feet. You need to sleep."

They nodded, pulled me into a hug, and then snorted. "You need a shower."

After running the shower cold, I wasn't surprised to find them curled up in the middle of the bed, already asleep. They were still in their human form, though their horns were visible. I wanted to trace them with my fingertips, but I also didn't want to wake them. It had been a long, loud day, and they needed to rest.

I'd heard the term "spooning" before, but I didn't know how perfect it would feel until I climbed into bed behind Galen and wrapped myself around them. I tucked my chin against their shoulder and wrapped my arm around their chest, pulling them tight to me.

It was the opposite of how we usually slept, with Galen curled around me, their body at least twenty times my size. I wondered if they felt the same way as I did now. I wanted to protect them from the world, to love them the way they deserved. I wanted to make Galen happy and keep them safe.

Yes, I knew their true form was an apex predator with no enemies besides other dragons, while my true form was a kobold beta, nothing special. That didn't change how I felt about Galen and the world. They were precious, and I needed to protect them with my life.

ChapterTen

Galen

I wokewith Mac's hot body pressed to mine. Too hot. Gods, why was it so hot?

I shoved the covers off me, and the cool air hit my bare skin.

"Air conditioner's not working," Mac mumbled. I felt his magic caress my skin, and then the cool air blasted from the window vent. I shivered and wriggled back against Mac, yanking the covers over me again.

He hummed in my ear, and I trembled for a different reason. I felt small, like prey, in his arms. I liked it.

"What do you think of humans so far?"

His question distracted me from the press of his hard cock against my back. Remembering the ease with which sound passed through the walls, I cast a privacy spell around us. I didn't want to offend Punky and Lark, if they were already awake.

"They seem to have lost a sense of community," I said. "The street fair was fun, but the petitions and lobbyists made me sad. Trans people shouldn't have to beg for a list of signatures asking their governor to stop targeting them."

I was glad we'd cut the governor's label from my beautiful hat, but she'd earned a profit from the sale, which made me angry. "I should burn down the casino and destroy the rest of her merchandise."

Mac kissed the back of my head. "Don't you dare."

"I'm still not sure what Punky meant last night, either," I said. "What is wrong with television? Why do Punky's parents think the kids shouldn't watch?" Everything I knew about humans before we'd arrived on Earth, I'd learned from watching Mac's tiny tablet screen.

"Punky's mom isn't the best example of a good human," Mac said. "She's a bit of a Christo-fascist."

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