Unpredictability was Nuria's game; she changed with the wind, as did the fire that was hers. Hunched and with flame-daggers in her hands she bared white teeth at her foes. Between her markings, her lean face and those pointed ears of hers she looked almost as wild as the beasts she was facing. Even her canines were sharp, her tongue wet and crimson as it clicked against one of them.<br/><br/>She was about to take a step to the left, out of the dying campfire, when the first of them suddenly rushed her -- an attempt to duck under his sweeping arm and slash him open from arm to belly was stopped short by the second one closing a big powerful hand around her left arm -- and before she could react to that, the other, the one who had moved first, grabbed the right.<br/><br/>"Ohh, the bears do puns," she mocked with a sultry grin as she realized she was caught, her glowing eyes trailing between the two of them. Should she try to put her strength against theirs? They were taller, more massive and not to mention two, whereas she was only one Nuria.<br/><br/>The brunette's eyes widened a little when the beast revealed his cock, a massive thing that promised to spear deep and split wide if it was brought to bear. Her fellow delvers were probably going to be bores as usual and prefer to avoid rutting with these creatures, but this burly thing that pointed right at her caught Nuria's attention. She lived for the moment, for passion and this ominous appendage would surely scratch a very deep itch of hers if the goblinoid was to have his way.<br/>Still, she wasn't quite ready to just give up and pucker up, as he had asked. A light grin played at the edge of her lips as she was pushed closer to that dangling shaft -- for she was still standing in the fireplace.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>And the flames responded.</strong><br/><br/>(http://www.wallpaperup.com/uploads/wallpapers/2012/11/30/23022/f27851bdc4af3dc75145e92f28a06b0e.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>*****</strong></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://puu.sh/o69LE.jpg)</div>Nuria was on the ground, her ass sticking up into the air. Remnants of flame still danced on her skin, laughed in her eyes and a manic grin spread her lips. There was just so much fire around her now; it pulled at her, so free and powerful, it called for her to join in, to laugh, to spread and embrace and destroy as was her right.<br/><br/>So enthralled was she that she barely noticed it when the bugbear wrestled her down, despite her reflexes kicking in to elbow the brute -- quite ineffectually -- and then the first thing that pulled her attention back, as her chin pushed into dark earth and her wrists were caught in a firm grip, was the solid length of goblinoid cock slapping against her firm buttcheeks before it came to rest there. Her eyes briefly rolled back as she found herself savoring the feeling, her teeth gracing her bottom lip as she lightly bit down.<br/><br/>She wanted this. Of course she did. There wasn't ever a fight, a brawl, a dance, or a fuck from a burly warrior that she had not savored every moment of. The bugbear was more beast than man, but Nuria was more flame than flesh, so who was she to put on airs? She had never asked to be worshipped.<br/><br/>She chuckled, then, a deep and throaty sound. "Surrounded by fire and battle?" She pulled her lips together in a brief pout, then cranked her neck so that she could catch his gaze with her own lustful grin. "Nothing hotter than that. You're my kind of monster."<br/><br/>Then the crazy woman actually pushed herself up against him, wiggling her hips until the male's length rested right between her cheeks. "You've never had a woman like me," she whispered, her voice smoldering. "Dare you, warrior? Dare you ride a woman who is fire and life incarnate? Show me!"<br/><br/>She grinned again, shifted her position within his grasp so that she could look up at the hulking bugbear properly, mirth and desire warring in her eyes for dominance. Then she dared him once again: "Take me!"