Hearing such a compliment and the following quite delicious statement that followed had Arya's blood heating almost immediately in anticipation.  Who could refuse such an offer to be tasted and licked as he had in mind?  Besides, the myrtle necklace marked him as at least a devotee of Aphrodite's church if not a full blown priest, which was unlikely in this case but she wasn't about to complain.  Entangling her long soft fingers in the man's hair as he pushed her onto her back, the elven priestess arched her back a bit and gave a soft moan as he began his wonderful exploration of her body.<br/><br/><em>Oh Aphrodite....don't let this night ever end.</em>She prayed mentally in god given pleasure it seemed as he continued downward slowly, making her whimper due to his facial hair adding to what his tongue and lips were already doing to her.  It surprised her to notice he was taking his sweet time, and Arya was quite grateful for that since it had been a time since she had had a good time in bed, and she had a feeling this was going to more than make up for it.  By the time he got to her sex and stayed there, her skin seemed to be on fire quite pleasantly and she was panting for breath from how aroused she had become.  Her sex was dripping and wet, thick with her desire as it let her love juices flow freely.<br/><br/>A sharp intake of breath followed when he started to play with her clit piercing as well as her pussy, driving his tongue deep into her soft folds.  "Oh yes....please don't...stop!  Make...me cum....so hard...please."  She cried out, her hands clenching tightly onto the sheets as she squirmed on the bed like a fish on a hot tin roof.  Yes...this was worth it.