The first time this happened, Miaren had been denying that it was even happening.  She no longer has that luxury.  Even blaming it on the potions can't erase the tidal wave of sensation that surrounds her.  She feels a disturbing tension that she last felt when she was trying to extract the second egg.  Her eyes go wide, drinking in the sight of the griffon's rutting, only dimly aware of the possibility that other eyes could be watching this happen.<br/><br/>Other eyes could see her at the brink of release under a savage beast.