Page 33 of The Dragon at the End of This Pregnancy

"You are not slow," Galen said. "This is my first knot."

"Mine, too." The alpha kobolds I'd fucked always pulled out before they came, jutting cum on my face or abdomen. Some had never scented their omega mates, and didn't knot, but a few of them did. It looked uncomfortable, and I always tried to help with my hands and plenty of lube.

Now, I had Galen's knot buried deep in my ass. The more it expanded, the more I wanted it to continue. The pressure on my prostate was exquisite. They would make me come without moving a muscle.

They palmed the back of my head and pulled me to them, adjusting the angle on my prostate. The kiss was slow and sweet while the pressure exploded into bliss inside me. I moaned into their mouth as I came.

Their ovipositor twitched along with their cock as they came again, too. The motion ramped my orgasm to another level. Tremors shook me to my core. I'd felt nothing like it before, and I never wanted it to stop.

I rode the waves of bliss, head tucked against Galen's chest, until their knot diminished and their cock slipped free. Cool air across my wet hole brought me back to my senses.

"Was that acceptable?" Galen asked. "I didn't hurt you?"

"Gods, that was perfect," I said. "I've always wanted to be knotted by an alpha."

"I'm not an alpha," they said.

"No." My voice wavered with tenderness. "You're a dragon, which is even better."

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We spent the rest of the morning in bed. Kissing and cuddling were quickly becoming my favorite pastimes. After a room service breakfast of scrambled eggs and pancakes, a quick shower, and a glance at a few different swimwear options in my search browser and Galen's powerful magic, we were ready for the splash park.

"Where are your shirts?" Punky asked when we met them at their door.

"The pictures didn't have shirts," I grumbled. We walked into their room and shut the door before using our spells to create t-shirts.

The children laughed at our mishap, and then we headed to our separate vehicles. Odessa left us behind at a yellow light. I'd programmed the splash park's address into my phone for this reason. Galen freaked out when a female computerized voice started talking us through turns, but we made it to the parking lot unscathed.

"Thank you," Galen answered after she told us we'd arrived at our destination.

"She's not real," I said. "She's a phone app."

Galen frowned at me. "I've seen too many movies about the robot apocalypse to think she can't hear us."

"She's not Skynet," I promised as we climbed out of the van. I gave Rapture a little snout rub as we passed. To humans, it would look like I was patting the hood.

The children loved the splash park. The brightly colored pads, murals, slides, and the fort in the middle held their attention long after the splashes of cold water bored us adults. I dragged Galen to a bench, and we watched the kobold children interact with a handful of human children.

The boys played with a group of human boys, but when Clementine tried to join them, they made fun of her and told her it was a boys-only place.

I started to stand, but Punky was on his way over.

Robin stunned us all. "Clem can play, or we're leaving. This isn't a game for boys or girls. It's a game for people."

Punky took a step back toward the tree he'd been leaning against with a smile on his face.

"Yeah," Ernie agreed. "Games are for people. They aren't gendered."

"We're leaving," Grover said. "We can play by ourselves on that slide."

As a group, they walked away from the humans, the smallest of whom was now crying.

"But I want to play with them!" the little one shouted.

Clementine returned to the child and held out her hand. "You can play with us. We're not mean, like some kids."

"Don't go with her! She's a girl." The boy with the original objection to Clementine stuck to his argument, and soon he was alone. The two older boys took their floating toys with them to the new slide where Clementine was showing the littlest how to slide down feet first.

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