Erel wouldn't do anything with the ring, immediately; rather, she'd wait until they were both at the point of orgasm, and then unleash its power... whatever it might do. She suspected, given how the phylactery was working, it would<em>definitely</em>be in her favor.<br/><br/>In the meantime, she continued to thrust, whispering in the elf's ear, "Keep making nosie like that. I love hearing it."