The Sentinels Heat II

Fade to black here?

For some reason, she couldn't speak. She could only gaze at him as he spoke, and then she pressed herself closer, rubbing her side against his. She wanted him close — always, or, that's how it felt at the moment. A soft whine was pulled from her muzzle, and she pressed deeper into the trees — she would not have another female interrupt her again. Sheltered now, the scent of her heat filled her head; she felt dizzy, almost, and wanted nothing more than for Iota to be near her, to touch her.