The itching in my scales had grown super intense, which meant it was going to start at any time.
And what I now knew about that made me both warm… and nervous.
Eloise had literally drawn me a diagram on a napkin with wine she dipped her finger in. Other women had piped in about their experiences with it, too.
It, meaning, breeding.
Not just breeding, but the kind of sex that only happened during it.
Weird, kinky, mermonster sex.
I’d been flushed ever since they explained it.
After a few more songs, Triton’s hands slid down my back. His fingers brushed one of my scales, and I shuddered violently.
“You’re close, Sweetheart,”he murmured.“How are you feeling after talking to the other women?”
“Horny.”
He chuckled.
“I’m sure that I want a baby,”I admitted.“Less sure about the ways your body is going to change when my first scale falls out.”
“What part are you worried about?”
“All of it.”
“Then let’s talk it through.”
A quick look around the room proved that there were only a few couples nearby. Two were snuggled up together, swaying to the music.
Another couple was eating food and talking.
A group of them were all caught up in a conversation, laughing together.
I stepped closer to Triton, even though we were speaking mentally so I knew no one else could hear.“The double cock thing is kind of overwhelming.”
“Right. We can start with one, and you can get pregnant without double penetration if you aren’t interested in trying that.”
The girls had mentioned it being optional, but hearing it from Triton was still a relief.
“What about the barbs? There’s no way to avoid that part, right?”
“There’s not. If you want to get pregnant, they’re unavoidable. They’re only supposed to enhance your pleasure, but if there’s pain, we can stop after doing it once.”
“That’s true.”
His hands slid down to my ass. I knew he didn’t care what anyone around us might think of the PDA.“Anything else you’re worried about?”
“Not really. I?—”
I sucked in a breath, my hips arching slightly as I felt warmth roll through my back.
My scale was loose.
Definitely loo?—
I bit my lip on a moan when I felt it fall. Triton caught it, tucking it in his pocket before his hand dragged up to the spot and stroked it lightly.