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Ivy shook her head and backed up. Head foggy with desire. “You should probably stay over there.” She moved closer to Ceral only to find that being near Ceral didn’t help at all. With the scent of a carrier being his heat and Ceral’s proximity (who she’d wanted to mate for a while now) she wasn’t sure if she could hold herself in check. All her senses were telling her to take Lago then Ceral. But she wasn’t an animal. No matter what the humans wanted to believe.

She could hear Ceral talking, but couldn’t understand him through the roar in her head. “I should... I should stand over there.” She moved farther from both Ceral and Lago until her thoughts settled a bit. Then she realized what Ceral had said. “No! Don’t go. I’m fine. Though,” and she looked at Lago, he was sort of attractive in an nontradition sense. He already had a bit of a pudge belly and she could only imagine how fine it’d look bloated and round. She pictured him as a human with his mudcolored scaly hands rubbing over the taunt skin. She felt another flush of heat in her groin. “If you don’t plan on caring a clutch soon... you should... back up a little.”

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Ky fell into a light dose. Nym’s sweet new smell tickling his senses.