Judging from his reaction, she was more than adequate to him. She was surprised to almost feel a twinge of pride at the thought, that perhaps just because she was inexperienced did not make her undesirable. She never given much thought to romance or finding a partner, partially out of a desire to focus on her work and partially out of the knowledge that a hunter’s life had little room for such things. She was hardly a proper woman, at least in the eyes of most civilized humans--she was not the only woman within the Corps, but they were a rarity. Among a tribe of born warriors and hunters, though, maybe it was not so off-putting? Almost immediately, however, she felt another faint rush of shame at the idea of enjoying his affections and praise. She still wasn’t even entirely sure how she had come to allow this in the first place--yes, Aloric had been somewhat domineering on the matter, but if she truly wanted to, she could have stopped him.<br/><br/>So why didn’t she?<br/><br/>The answer to that became partially obvious as he leaned forward over her, the heat of his body washing across hers. She felt one hand leave her hip, slipping the arm under her to press his hand against hers, joining it in tending to her own nethers. She cried out softly as his fingers, warm and slick with oil, sunk between her folds in one easy motion, before moving to circle and rub as he had before. She had missed that stimulation more than she had realized, and as it was returned, she found herself pressing back against him, spine curved downwards to leave her hips up and presented to him, all the better to grip and thrust into. Warmth blossomed from her core to her extremities, further relaxing her tensed muscles despite her better instincts. She wanted this, she realized, she welcomed it. It was a shameful thing to think, but try as she might, she couldn’t quell the feelings he was creating within her. As he pulled out, stopping just before his swollen head left her body, she knew what was coming next and braced herself. It wasn’t quite so painful as it had been pushing in the first time, however, and the added caress to her clit nearly set her head spinning with pleasure. “Nngh--just like that…” she gasped out softly, lids flickering over her eyes in bliss. “D-don’t stop…”<br/><br/>Caught up Aloric’s rutting, she didn’t notice the younger of the two approaching until he knelt in front of her, bringing her eye-to-eye with his cock. Liirah’s eyes widened slightly, as caught up in the act as she was, she wasn’t sure how he expected to join in. That question was answered as he slipped one hand out to tangle within her locks and lift her head, using the other to push his manhood against her lips. Just as before, inexperience with such an act made her hesitate, and a flicker of uncertainty crossed her face, but as Aloric continued to take her from behind, and the scout’s natural musk flooded her nose, she could feel her resolve slipping. Only somewhat grudgingly, she opened her mouth and let him slip his cock into her mouth, pursing her lips lightly around it. It almost seemed vulgar, to let him do this, but then again, she supposed she had already crossed that line when Aloric stuffed himself into her arse. This way wasn’t nearly as painful at first, though as he pushed himself deeper, she found it imperative to try and coax her throat muscles to relax lest she choke on him. Liirah glanced upwards in an attempt to gauge his reactions, unsure if he was as satisfied as her first partner seemed to be.