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Your eyes open to the cool touch of morning beyond the warm confines of your quilts and blankets. It's still relatively early, the light peeking in between your drawn curtains fleeting and dim, yet the chatter of birds and the din of people on morning commute make it clear the day has well and truly dawned. Regardless of sleep's call for you to return to the calm realm of dreams, you know you must awake, and no matter how comfy your cocoon of bed sheets, you grumpily sit up. Only there, in the gloom at the foot of your bed, you see something. Then you feel it, a large, warm body lounging lazily across your feet and peering at you with sultry, lidded eyes.

"Morning sweetie," your mate Serena coos as she rolls on her back, quilts laid like silk over her as she kicks her paws upward playfully. "I would have woken you up sooner, but you looked so snug and cozy."

It's not often that a guy like you can say they've the pleasure of dating such a gorgeous lioness. But as she lays there, looking so beautiful, yet mysterious in the low light, you feel your heart start to race. Her eyes are like gemstones, her dark-brown fur smooth as melted chocolate and shimmering like woven silk. Her limbs are strong and toned, with toes playfully wiggling as she purrs happily. Yet for all of her beauty, your mate has you stunned as you stare at her, smitten and awestruck. At that, she giggles, her laugh as sweet as fresh honey as she lightly lifts a forepaw to her squat, feline muzzle.

"What's wrong, honey?" she asks whimsically, gently poking your tummy with a hind paw as another of her forelimbs suspiciously runs under the covers. "I'd say the cat's got your tongue, but we all know I was never one for being so cheesy."

You feel your heart flutter at her words as a chuckle escapes you. Sure, your mate can joke sometimes, but she's never too immature. If anything, she's the real one running the house, your knight in shining armor. You couldn't be happier with the fact, but the more you gaze at her, the more you feel your passion rising, the more you awaken, and the more a burning swells between your thighs. You're sure she'll see your mast swelling under the covers, but you make no effort to hide it as she purrs and continues to peer at you seductively.

"I was hoping you'd make me breakfast... I'm hungry for so many things but..." A paw running over her tummy pauses, before running slowly down to her nethers. "Umph..." She looks strained for a moment, before she grins. "But, I guess that's just part of the surprise."

Surprise? You wonder suddenly, sure your mate could have many things in store for you, and are abruptly eager to find out what they may be. Yet before you can say a word, Serena cuts you off with a flick of her tail, and folds one of her forepaws under the covers draping her belly.

"I know it's only been a year, and we've done it so many times, but..." She folds the blanket off to reveal her belly swollen like a melon, and teats ripe with milk. "I think I may have missed a heat... Hehe, we're going to be parents."

She's pregnant!? Like a wall of freezing cold water has struck you, you're stunned, speechless, and utterly baffled. Your mate is pregnant, and by the look of her belly, quite far along! How had you not noticed, not seen, could she really have just been getting fat? No, you dismiss the tedious details and smile, shock soon replaced by warm pride and slight arousal to see your mate's body so changed. Yet once again, before you can open your mouth, she purrs.

"The look on your face says it all, honey." She takes a deep breath, peering down at her cub-filled bump as she rubs it with a forepaw. "All that cum you pumped into me, surely it was only a matter of time before it stuck."

She tilts her head back with a coy smirk, stretching her hind legs as she arches her back and rolls her shoulders against the bunched up covers.

"Not that I mind, feeling your seed inside me was one thing, but feeling the life you planted there swell into this..." She trails off with a curt moan. "Damn, it makes me horney."

Her mere mention of that desirable word makes you feel equally as aroused as you move closer to her. She doesn't move an inch, still peering with lidded eyes as you awkwardly bumbled over the covers to pet her side.

"You see, I want pickles and ice cream for breakfast, don't ask me why, blame the cubs," she giggles as she shoots her tummy a wry look. "Seeing as it's your fault I'm stuck like this, I figured you'd get it for me?"

You nod, there's no way you won't go to the ends of the earth for her and your cubs now. At that, she purrs all the more, nuzzling your hand affectionately.

"Good, good, you're my good, handsome mate," she coos, only to shudder as her belly growls. "Oof, oh my!"

What is it? You think in sudden alarm. Is she sick, is it the cubs, are they coming now somehow?

You reflexively reach a hand to her taut tummy, but she sees your concern and gently stops you with a forepaw. Her expression a pool of loving amusement as you glance back at her face.

"Love, the cubs are kicking, that's all," she tells you, shifting with a moan as your babies continue to move. "Ohh, big kicks little ones."

Her words calm you, yet only in part. For you're more eager than ever to mate with her yet again, barely holding back your swelling arousal. She notices your bulge a moment later, as she playfully guides your hand to her belly.

"You want to feel them, my love?" she asks, and before you can nod, your hands touch her firm fur, the sensation of small masses rolling beneath like tiny limbs. "Mmm, that was a big kick too."

The sensation has you awestruck once more, the feeling of your kids wriggling inside her, not to mention her teats swollen with milk, it's magical. But moments later, as she looks at you with bedroom eyes and purrs just how much she loves you. The pair of you both know that something far hotter comes before breakfast today...