The Melynx was tossed off by the blow, it's prize tearing away to follow it, leaving Caitlyn's chest bared but for a thin bra.  This left only one Melynx needing to take something, and with the huntress disheveled and partially unarmored he would need to make it something good or be overlooked upon his return.  Her other armour didn't have the damage for him to capitalize on so that he could steal her leather faulds or greaves but he could now see that her undergarments were quite flimsy, and while those might not be as visually impressive as a whole piece of leather armour, the tale he could tell of stealing the underwear right off a human huntress...<br/><br/>Seeing Caitlyn let go of her weapon with one hand to guard her suddenly unarmored chest the Melynx dove low between her legs instead, pushing one paw at the edge of the huntress' panties, next to her womanhood, trying to hook his limb around the thin garment so he could pull it away.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>That little reciprocation, the twisting and curling of Anya's tongue against the saurian shaft, the tightness of the redheaded huntress' throat and the press of her lips to the base of his length, the Jaggi had already been getting close and the little bit of extra stimulation its newfound partner was providing saw it over the edge.  It thrust itself to the hilt in Anya's throat, a low rumbling growl emanating from it as cool liquid suddenly exploded down into her stomach, once, then twice, pulsing again and again, the Jaggi twitching it's hips forwards in time with each jerk of it's cock that sent its' seed rushing down her throat.<br/><br/>It took nearly half a minute before the flow of the raptor's cum tapered off and it began to pull out, slowly withdrawing it's cock from Anya's mouth, trailing a last few spurts of it's semen across her lips and tongue.  It tasted heavy, savory and salty, like spice-cured meat.