Loki couldn't help but smirk at how much Elizabeth seemed to be enjoying their little game. Maybe she didn't really like the wolf. Maybe she was just a sex addict. But Loki wasn't going to forget about his nymph. After all, he had gone through the trouble of catching her. So he pulled the girl closer and pulled her leg over Elizabeth so that she was over the human. But that wasn't the reason why. Loki leaned in and pressed his tongue against the nymph, belly button, teasing her a little. "I will get to you soon if you ask nicely." He groaned against the soft green skin in front of him as she started to hum. This human wasn't bad, but his nymph could teach her a thing about sex appeal.
The two satyrs were not rushing in like Alexander had. Their hands were exploring her, working in a perfect team. After all, they were used to having one or two nymphs for five or six of them. Teamwork was what they specialized in. But the real pleasure started when she began to move back and forth in perfect rhythm, filling her up before almost pulling out, then filling her again.