Nahras suddenly opened his eyes, confused about what was going on. When he noticed he was lying with his lips around Anaras nipple, and his hand around her breast, he quickly pulled back, but not too far. Feeling her hand stroking his cock, made him let out a low groan. He wanted to move away, but at the same time, he really wouldn't. He enjoy being stroked by this beautiful being, he could not deny it. His cock have grown quite a lot, not one hand could be held around it anylonger. Nahras looked at Anara, whos hand was at his cock, watcing her squirming, squealing and moaning. He looked at Aenthas, who was pumping wildly into the elven girl. The rings of arcane was gone, Aenthas had no use for them, as he rapidly pounded Anara. He smiled down at her, his eyes as warm and kind as ever.<br/><br/>Nahras was horny now, he wouldn't be able to hold back and he knew it. But the tiny elf would not be able to fit him anywhere, without being harmed. He then smiled, he removed Anaras hand. He let out a low groan, his body got a little smaller, yet with more fur and a majestic mane around his neck. He had take a lions shape, yet still with horns. His penis also seem to get just a little smaller, it was still bigger than Aenthas' but smaller than before. The lion figure moved over Anaras head, the trhobbing cock hanging right over her lips, dripping precum down onto the sweet elven mouth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>