<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)<br/><strong>Nuria (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Nuria)</strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Godlike   <strong>Class:</strong> Immolator Custom (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/9699466/Immolator-custom-v1.1.pdf)</div></div>"Aww, did that hurt? Here, let me kiss it better," Nuria's voice came out breathy as her lips parted from Phelypsis' neathers for a moment. There were little micro-halts in her words that coincided with Ayca's skilled tonguework, but her own predatory nature had restored a semblance of coherency to the tan-skinned beauty now that her target was well within sight. That and the fact that she was no longer being assaulted from both ends.<br/><br/><em>After all, to be ravished by both her flame-haired lover and the foxy demon for whom Nuria's lust had been simmering far too long, was an intense experience. To feel those strong hands cupping her breasts, squeezing them. To feel them play with her new accessories and send delightful shivers up her spine as her nipples grew tantalizingly hard and poked against Phelypsis' palm, as if impishly demanding for more. "Pullll them t-too," she had demanded as Phelypsis indulged her own want for her fellow Delver's body, the Godlike's words slurred as she pushed her nipple rings towards the tips of the barbarian's fingers. She didn't really seem to have cared much about the paint in this state anymore. This wasn't quite the wild abandon Nuria had showed on other occasions -- luckily. With her wildfire tendency to just mount a foe when she felt like it, even while the combat was still raging, even if she was getting herself off as she burnt her erstwhile lover to a crisp, that kind of state was a dangerous thing. <br/><br/>Here, with her two female lovers, Nuria held a tight clamp on her flame. Her body temperature was high and feverish as both of them could attest and the torches were occasionally flickering and peaking along with the fire-wielder's pleasure, but she reigned it in, that one bit of control she could not abandon to the two of them. This internal focus, of course, played its part in why she was showing such strong physical reactions since she couldn't be bothered to hold those back, too. </em><br/><br/>Damn, but those calves were toned. Most males would have wanted a chair by now -- at the angle Phel was standing to keep herself both accessible and allow Nuria to support herself, a lot of weight was resting on the demon's legs. But then, she was lugging around those giant weapons most of the time, so she really shouldn't be surprised at this. Instead she happily moaned into Phelypsis' pussy, giving a lick here, a lash there, followed by another thorough kiss to taste those demonic depths along with her 'fiendish' nectar. She paid no heed to the paint the Anda was rubbing into her hair, either, and probably wouldn't discover it until much later since they were also a dark black shade on their own. But the force with which her wild mane was held to pleased her and she would have urged the barbarian again to do it more if she wasn't too busy applying her tongue to more important tasks.<br/><br/>Once more she stretched her back a little, adjusted her angle for better access and 'coincidentally' pushed her firm behind a little more against Ayca's face -- she could hardly keep going with her fine work without some stimulation of her own and she was getting close -- just a bit more and she'd ride out an explosive orgasm. Perhaps those heated moans would bring Phelypsis one of her own, pushed right into her core -- but first things first, the demon had made a request, after all.<br/><br/>Her lips briefly parted from Phelypsis' leaking cunny, a grin quirking their corners upwards as she murmured: "Second wish gr--" the last word swallowed up as Nuria took another deep taste, gathering up the juices the barbarian had leaked in the meantime with quick, methodic licks before she zoomed in on the little nub she had been asked to please. With a grin she briefly licked around it, once, twice, first clockwise then against before she drew the tip of her tongue a little lower and gave those pussy lips a quick lap -- this was surely the point where she would move upwards again, after a brief derailment to enhance anticipation and pleasure, but it was a feint! Before her tongue moved again at all, it was something else that first brushed against Phelypsis' most sensitive spot. The tip of Nuria's nose, smooth and soft, nuzzled against the reddish clit even as the flamewielder grinned playfully.<br/><br/>Of course, teasing could only go so far and Phelypsis had been angling herself well enough that it took quite a bit of strength from Nuria's upper arms to lower herself like that rather than just do as the demon had intended -- and thus, a moment later, it was her soft lips, her hot mouth, that closed around the bud and gave it a lusty suck.<br/>