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Riker's talons clutched Mahiri's left tit tightly enough to feel her heart quickening. The presence of the gryphon was always enough to get the leopard's pulse racing, but she was all the more in need of his company at that particular time of year. Spring was in full swing and the aching nuisance of heat had been creeping on her for weeks. She found herself increasingly intense, short-tempered, and never able to satisfy herself. Only a proper stud like him could possibly hope to douse that fire within her, if cooling such an intense, primal blaze was even possible.

With the two of them alone, nakedly grinding closer and closer in the leopard's bedroom, there was little chance of interruption. All was quiet but for the big cat's steady rumbles and the gryph's lustful growls. He groped up and down the feline's naked spots, squishing and squeezing the places where she was softest, though he strayed away from her sex for the moment. One touch would have been enough to soak his fingers in the thick, fragrant juices of constant need pouring from her, but he wasn't about to set her off just yet. Even her rising yowls and flashes of fang didn't convince him to simply leap to the deed when there was so much of her to touch and enjoy.

Taking hold of both her breasts, he squished them together just to watch the look on her face shifting into an increasingly desperate snarl. That grip on her let him push her down flat on the bed, overpowering her with force when she squirmed enough. She wasn't above using her teeth or claws to get what she wanted when she really got into the mood, and he knew that. Restraining her was as much dominance as it was for his own safety. With one hand on her chest and then the other on his dick, he stroked and squeezed alike, casting her that irresistibly seductive avian glare over his beak as only birds could. It was enough to make her whine.

"Riker, I need you so badly right now. Do not tease me about this, you have no idea how it feels."

What began as a fussy yowl grew into a threatening growl the more agitated he got. He made no sign of being intimidated - though he did make sure to keep her very firmly pinned in place while he jerked off over her. A stand of potent precum slowly stretched down from his cock, softly landing on her hip while she jerked about and kicked her legs beneath him. It wasn't a true battle, not yet. She was simply at the end of her patience and letting him know with that increasingly depraved stare she gave him.

"Oh, I don't know. I think I have an idea. Just look at you. I can feel you trembling." He licked across his beak, then went in to rub up against her cheek, even if that put him in biting range. It made it easier to whisper to her. "You realize of course what's going to happen if I stick it in you and don't pull out ..."

"I don't want you to pull out." Now she was fully snarling. It was a little loud from close range.

"Is that so?" He rose up and offered her that distinct smirk of his. "Even if it means getting utterly, unquestionably bred full of leopard-gryphs? Swelling out nice and pregnant just for me?"

Mahiri's response came through clenched fangs. "It'd better."

"Good. I thought so." He ran the very tips of his talons along the slight paunch of her middle. "You're going to look so good when you grow. But for now."

She furrowed at him when he raised his head and looked back at her closed bedroom door. Her rumbles fell to a confused prrr from her throat when he called out to some unexpected visitor.

"I think we're ready for you now! Better be quick. She's all worked up for some reason."

The door opened and left Mahiri wondering just how the hell she didn't notice how most of her family had been listening in. They were sneaky cats, and she was deeply fixated on the only gryphon who could give her what her body cried out for. Tigress, pantheress, and panther alike strolled in near-silently, shutting the door behind them. Indira wore her typically stern expression, while Mira and Naveen alike were smirking to themselves at the inevitable mischief they had planned. That each of them were completely naked certainly told her they had been plotting something well ahead of time. Just what was that gryphon up to?

"You're going to need to tie her extra tight. She's in that snarly mood." Riker nodded, and with that, Indira tested the integrity of some restraints she revealed from behind her back.

"Absolutely not," Mahiri growled, attempting to leap up from the bed.

When Riker shoved her right back down, she reacted about as expected. Lashing out at him without thinking had him narrowly avoiding her claws. A crimson feather floated off, clipped by her slashing strike against him. Pure instinct possessed her like a malevolent force, leaving her to scream and snarl, thrashing about as the foursome tackled her. It was mostly Riker and Indira who did the heavy lifting, but Mira and Nav caught her ankles to keep her from kicking too much while they all restrained her. The tigress bound her tight in an intricate spiderweb of comfortable but durable nylon rope, stretching her arms back through the bars of the bedframe. There she sat, looking furious at her family - but mostly at the gryphon still rubbing his cock so very close to her. The scent of his musk drove her into an absolute fury, but no matter how much she jerked against her restraints, she wasn't getting away.

The bed jumped and scraped along the floor through the throes of her anger, and it was only going to get worse. Riker stood with one foot planted on the bed, his hefty set prominently on display just out of her reach, his scent painting the entire room. He scratched his chin and observed her, speaking in his most nonchalant of tones.

"Don't worry. I fully intend to breed some cats today." He chanced leaning a little closer, and chuckled when he darted back from her inevitable nipping chomp at the air where he used to be. "I suppose the only question is whether I'll still have enough left in these tanks when I'm done with the others."

Mahiri's pupils dilated even more than they already had when she watched the gryphon cupping and hefting those big, fat, smooth nuts she coveted so very badly. Her snarling briefly ceased just so she could lick her lips and keep from drooling. After that it was right back to feline fury.

"Whose idea was this?" Her voice was pure horny rage as she jolted against those restraints again and again, but she wasn't making any progress. Indi knew what she was doing when it came to subduing an angry someone. Her pussy visibly pulsed, flexing, clenching, utterly drenching her inner thighs with the heated need of her season, but there was no mercy to be found.

With her so effectively tied down, her threats had no effect on the group. The other cats glanced among each other, and eventually Naveen shrugged.

"I think it was something of a collective thing, really," he said.

Mira nodded. "Yup. I can't take full credit for this one. Mom was pretty into it from the start."

Indira took a moment to answer, though her composure never wavered. "I have wanted a turn," she eventually said, speaking her confession softly but without shame.

"And that's just what you're going to get. Why don't we show your lovely snarly daughter how to do it? I think my stripes will mix well with yours."

There was a flash like lightning in the eyes of the tigress, but she refrained from pouncing just yet. Instead, she moved closer to the gryphon, following into his feathery embrace. Her striped form all but vanished beneath his wings when he brought her close. The wall of plumage partially muffled her rising rumbles, but it couldn't fully silence her. Riker simply held her, groping her up and down, taking a generous squeeze of her ass while casting an aside glance to the panther. Just how did he feel about the bigger, stronger gryphon who was about to rut his wife full of offspring?

Naveen didn't make any sign of jealousy. He was content to watch and assist as needed as long as Indi was enjoying herself. Though he did run his fingers up and down his stiff cock while he observed. He soon settled in along with Mira on either side of Mahiri, stroking and teasing the captive leopardess. They ran their hands along her inner thighs, poked her belly or brushed against her tits. It was all subtle, but still enough to work her up even further. Rattling in her restraints, she seemed like she might have been angry enough to break her bed itself in all the thrashing, but she wasn't getting away. She was just going to have to watch as the gryphon took the tigress to the bed.

Indi was surprisingly content with letting the gryph take the lead. Maybe it was a result of basking in his scent so deeply, wrapped up in his wings like that. Riker pushed his chest against her bust and guided her onto her back. Of course, she wasn't about to simply lie there and wait for him to do everything. She soon had her thighs wrapped tightly around his waist, securing him in place before he even penetrated her. The gryph glanced back at the raging leopard and arched his beak slightly, then it was right back to work. He made sure to lift his hips just enough to let Mahiri get a good view of his juicy dick glossing and grinding along the drenched folds of the tiger's pussy from behind, and his hefty nuts bouncing with his initial humps and thrusts.

"You want to watch my ass going up and down while I fuck your mom pregnant, Mahiri? Of course you do."

The tigress gave him a squeeze with the fearsome might of her thighs when he was too busy teasing to breed her. Mira leaned in to smooch Mahiri on the cheek mid-snarl, risking a bit just to tease a little more. Riker interlocked his fingers with Indira's, then pinned her firmly in place so he could shove inside her all in one smooth plunge. He rocked her body and made her jiggle, but her athletic form remained attached to him the whole time, gripping, squeezing, and soon kneading him with the tender contractions of her cunt. If anything, age had only made her a hornier cat than ever, and just as fertile as the day her and Naveen made the twins. If not somehow more so.

"Ohh, she is eager. I can feel her gripping me like she's trying to milk me dry."

This time his comment was directed more at Naveen, who simply nodded in agreement. He knew what she was like. Riker couldn't focus on teasing any longer when he had such a fuckable cat wrapped around his dick. The rest spoke for itself. He lifted his hips high and gave her the first hard thrust just to her growling - not the yowl her daughter might have given - then fell into a more steady rhythm that bounced her tits up and down along with the sagging and creaking of Mahiri's own bed. He started slow, firm, really making the most of her intense, demanding squeezing and kneading on his cock. Maybe it was the sensation of Indi's claws running down him back that made him speed up - and just keep on accelerating, until he was thumping her at a ferocious, even brutal pace that would have proven far too much for someone more delicate.

The tigress wasn't quite as soft or thick as the leopard herself, but she endured even when the gryphon was grunting and hammering her with most of his strength. He wasn't making love to her. He was jerking himself off with her cunt, shaking her warm, experienced body with his lunging slam-fuck that had his sack smacking her ass hard enough to produce a sharp smack on his every rapid thrust. Mahiri had a view of it the whole time. That barbed shaft slurped in and out of her the tiger's flooded sex, that knot kissed against her lips, and the gryph's nuts just kept on bouncing and spanking the tigress he was closer and closer to breeding.

Looking straight into her violet eyes, Riker returned her rising snarl with a dominant growl of his own. She might have been squeezing some of the feeling out of his legs, but he never faltered, he never slowed. His pace might have been savage but his rhythm was unbreakable. He fucked that tigress exactly how he wanted, exactly how she needed. She wasn't clawing or biting, so he knew he was doing a good job. Though it was going to take even more force to knot her. His thick bulb bounced off her wet gate again and again before it finally caught between her folds, spreading her out a little more with each attempt. A shrill undertone of feline shrieks beneath her constant snarls of encouragement told him just how much she wanted it.

One more harsh tug back, scraping those malleable nubs against all her tender spots, and then one more lunging thump was what it finally took to finish her off. She was roaring for him before he even fully knotted her. That deafening sound only rang in his ears all the louder when he pushed past her limits and jammed inside of her fully, penetrating all the way to her womb. She trembled on him, clamping her thighs closed, clenching his cock with the contractions of feral ecstasy. Then that roar fell to a snarl, and then to a sustained feline groan, a mrawwwwwl of a moan that emitted constantly from her throat when he made that big mom cat squirt.

Mahiri saw and heard that gush of tigress juices flowing all over Riker's fur and feathers. The striped cat soaked his balls and splattered his stripes while he throbbed within her. A few more good humps drove her deep down into the sagging bed and left him arching his back in a long grunt-snarl of orgasm. His cock twitched madly within her, matching or even surpassing the intensity of her inwards squeezes. Her enduring climax helped to milk him harder with all those kneading flexes. His dick went rigid, expanding, bulging, then he finally erupted in an audible squelch of pure gryph cum hitting the inside of a warm, welcoming tiger womb.

She wouldn't let him go, and he wouldn't stop filling her. His nuts clenched up hard, tight to his body to help work out his endless torrent of pure gryph spunk. Even when her belly was swelling up against his taut middle, glorshing with the engorging load, he wasn't done. A slight shift in position had him pop the cork of his knot, sending jets of his jizz shooting off in all directions at once. His scent spilled out of her along with his cum, flooding the room, drowning out everything else. Gone was the warmth of the tigress beneath him, smothered in the kind of heady gryphon musk that had the other cats curling their toes in the aching urge to be next.

That was, of course, if Riker still had anything left to give after giving the tigress a cumbelly well beyond even the final stages of pregnancy. Indi's deathgrip of thighs relaxed at last, allowing her to slump back and hang her head over the edge of the bed. The rumbles rising up from her throat sounded a whole lot like a purr, at least for a little while. Riker humped her a few more times just for his own amusement, watching her body flop up and down in his grasp. Then he slowly pulled from her with another squelch and splat of cum. He left her overflowing and all stretched out, but slowly tightening back up around that big fat creampie gushing from within her utterly bloated sex.

He was still stiff. Turning to the other cats and leaving Indi to bask in the aftermath of an absolutely unquestionable breeding, letting his sperm sink into her and claim her eggs one after another, he wore a broad grin. A hand on his cock let him stroke along the sex-slick inches, broadcasting his masculine scent towards the three of them. Mahiri jerked her head forward and snapped at the air, leaving Mira to dodge out of the way just in time. The leopardess was in the spitting mad stage of horny, yowling up such a storm that it was getting hard to hear anything else. Riker glanced to the side of the bed where his and the leopard's clothes alike were strewn, and he got an idea.

Snatching up one of the cat's discarded stockings he'd seductively peeled from her legs in the leadup to all the mischief, he balled it up in a fist. It made for a decent rag to wipe the juices off his dick with, if one that soaked through pretty quickly. The sodden, musky fabric squished between his scaled fingers, but rather than toss it aside, he approached. A glance to the panthers had them get the idea without him even needing to say anything, but he went ahead and spelled it out for the near-feral leopard anyway.

"You're getting awfully noisy. Being a bad kitty, really. I think it's time we gagged you."

That wasn't exactly going to be easy with how much she was thrashing. Indira wasn't going to be of any help, either. She was busy sprawling on the edge of the bed, slowly slipping off towards the floor with her paws in the air. A long sigh escaped her as she swam through the deep afterglow. Naveen was just going to have to show off his surprising skills instead. He took that furiously horny feline in a chokehold of sorts, gripping her by the jaw to keep her from biting. A smooth-furred old twink like him didn't seem like the sort who could subdue someone so easily, but he had his own techniques mastered, just like the tigress. That left Mira to hold her twin by the ankles when Mahiri started kicking again. Riker approached.

"This ought to shut you up for a while. Don't look so mad. At least you'll get to taste what you're missing out on while I fuck your sister."

The gryph swooped in for the slam dunk, shoving that spunk-soaked stocking right into Mahiri's open maw. There wasn't much to actually keep it there, but for whatever reason she didn't spit it out right away. Instead she held it there, letting the gryph's essence sink deep into her palate. She was still squirming in those restraints, but she got a lot quieter when gifted even a sample of the gryphon she so agonizingly craved. He left her like that, muffledly fussing at him, and reached for the pantheress. His words were as blunt as ever.

"Hey, you'd eat out your sis, right? I know how twins are."

Mira didn't even hesitate. "Sure. You wanna do me from behind while I do?"

Riker snickered. "That's the idea. I knew you were a kinky one, but damn. Come here."

She all but threw herself at him, falling into his arms as soon as he offered. As laid-back as she'd been acting, her pussy was utterly quivering. He felt it at the first grope. That thickly-built, nicely padded pantheress was exactly what he needed, and he made sure to handle her as roughly as she deserved. Mira wasn't nearly as aggressive as her mother, though she made plenty of yowly noise when the gryphon took her by the hair and shoved her straight down between the bound leopard's thighs. He bent that black cat over and stuffed her face right into Mahiri's pussy, rubbing and grinding her into the excess juices pouring from her captive twin's desperately heated sex.

Only when he went down on her from behind did he release the grip on her hair and leave her to please Mahiri all on her own. She eagerly took to that mischievous task, torturing her twin with pleasure. One good long lick along the outline of her folds left Mahiri tipping her head back and letting loose a scream that was mostly silenced by the gag that tasted like gryphon dick. She shook her head and thrashed a little more, but Mira wasn't going to be dissuaded. Not even the gryphon's own tongue could shake her concentration too much, though she certainly moaned right into Mahiri's cunt when Riker took his first sample.

"Hffff." He huffed her scent and patted her on the rump. "You're just as heated as your sister. I guess it's pretty obvious in hindsight that twins would sync up."

He rose up from beneath her lifted tail after taking a few more long drags of tongue along the curve of her pussy, clit to base. That left his beak nice and shiny with Mira's desire. He licked it off and mounted up behind her, seizing her by the hips, wrenching her towards his stiff cock. He could have easily just fucked her like that, lording over her, watching Mahiri's jealous expression the whole time. Instead, he leaned down and took her scruff in his beak, biting firmly on that durable yet sensitive spot he knew every single cat loved. That was what finally broke Mira's concentration, leaving her mewling into Mahiri's pussy.

The position was perfect for growling in the panther's ear. "You want my gryphs, panther? Want to make some nice redblack panther-birds together?"

"Yesssss ..." Her response fell into a hiss when the horny beast within her started to shatter her usual chill vibes. She was rocking back and forth, grinding on him, maybe even trying to get an angle to push herself down on his dick herself. When she realized she was at his mercy, she doubled down on her needy, slutty pining for it. "Breed me, god, breed me so hard, I want that fat fucking dick ..."

Another buck of her hips told him just how much he needed it. For her, it was less playing with fire and more just denying himself a tight pussy who needed him more than anything in the world. There was no pleasure in teasing her any longer. Nibbling on the back of her neck, clutching her by the hips, he lined himself up and slowly sank inside of her an inch at a time. Unlike the tigress, he took his time filling her up, just to feel her trembling and rapidly pumping all around him. Her fierce clenches only grew tighter each time he popped one of those tender, tingling feline nubs inside her, stimulating her to the very core. Watching her tail stiffen and her legs jolt backwards with each one told him just how much she loved how his cock felt inside her.

Once he was deeply nestled inside of her, he combed his talons up through her fur and along the curves of her pudgy shape until he could take her by the tits. Those deserved a hard, deep squeeze. He milked even more of a moan out of her the harsher he gripped them, and so that was where his hands were going to stay. The whole time, he made sure to weigh down on her back and ease her in between Mahiri's legs, keeping her sucking on that heat-drenched cunt. Mira was outright guzzling her twin's juices while the gryphon took her for his own, leaving the leopardess to suck her gryph-flavoured stocking and watch the whole thing. As good as Mira was with her tongue, she didn't set Mahiri off just yet. Not until she got what her body truly needed, what every instinct inside of her screamed for.

Instead, she was going to just have to sit there, expertly bound and aching no matter how well Mira ate her out. Riker was going to give the pantheress everything the leopard was fussing for and Mahiri simply had to imagine it was herself in that position. At least she had that muzzle and tongue working her over to keep her from jerking about too much. Instead, she slowly squirmed, legs sliding back and forth along the bed. She curled her toes, she bared her claws, but nothing was going to change her situation or lessen the urges coursing through her.

Riker didn't treat Mira quite so roughly as the tigress, even if she was softer all around. He took that cushioned body from behind, bouncing his nuts off those thighs, making those fine, darkly spotted cheeks jiggle with his every stroke. She still got a good hard rut from the breeder bird once he was comfortably nestled inside of her. He was too busy playing with her tits and nibbling on her neck to spank her, so he was just going to have to use his balls instead. Driving hard, he swung his sack into a smooch, increasingly sloppy plap against her folds, splashing himself in her juices, digging deep, battering her with his knot. His grip never wavered on her bust, though he did release the back of her neck for long enough to taunt Mahiri a little more.

"God, your sister feels good on my cock. I know you're twins, but are you sure you can live up to her, Mahiri?"

The leopard gave a glare, though it was no more furious than any Riker had already received. Maybe she'd reached her peak of fury. Instead, the gag was serving more to conceal the moans escaping her when Mira's tongue pressed deeper inside of her. The pantheress couldn't exactly be precise with her licking when she was getting railed from behind and groped so hard the gryph partly took her breath away. Instead, she settled on gobbling that sopping cunt, sucking on it all at once, tognuefucking her twin until Mahiri's eyes were rolling back a touch, eyelids flitting open and shut. Riker leaned back down to speak mostly into the panther's ear, though he made sure Mahiri could hear him too.

"Mm, I just hope I still have enough left in the tank to breed you, Mira. You're such a good vessel when you're this smooth, this wet, this tight ..."

He put some extra emphasis on that last word by adding a stern thrust into the middle of it, partly knotting with the pantheress, only to pull back out. Mira's arms buckled beneath her, leaving her utterly dunked in between Mahiri's thighs, tongue sheathed deep inside that desperately clenching sex. The leopard was close, and the panther was even closer, judging by the way she gripped that dick so hard. Riker didn't need to knot her to set her off, but he knew that stretching sensation, followed by the solid lock of sealing it inside her would make it even better. His last moments all intertwined with the pantheress, mating her hard and deep got much rougher than all that had come before.

The bed bounced and groaned just as much as Mira did. That black cat drooled on that tender pussy in her face, but the best she could do was blankly kiss it while the handsome gryph muscularly fucked her dumb. She didn't have any comment but for those firm rumbles and the bucks of her hips, ensuring every plap of nuts and spank of knot hit her all the harder. It was going to be hard to bruise such a cushioned ass, no matter how firmly his hips hit her from behind. She took him inside, kneading away on the first half of his knot every time he thumped it against her entrance, but so far his lunges didn't prove fruitful.

It was only after a series of deep, repeating, rapid-first thrusts that he finally schlurped past her resistance and jammed that knot in deep. The way she was pumping down on the fat shape that just lodged inside of her, he was locked in place almost instantly. Panther and gryphon shook and shuddered together, grinding through their squeezing mutual orgasm, and Mahiri simply marinated on the edge Mira left her on, observing it all. The gryph gave a grunt, even a snarl into Mira's ear that was answered by a submissive mewl and a dip of her head. She was his to take, to fuck full of seed and impregnated right in front of her hopeful, desperate twin.

Their squirting finish came almost perfectly in sync. With how slowly he was pressed to her body, Their bodies were so nicely wrapped up in each other's sensations that they shared their bliss all the same. Gushing, squirting, loudly filling that pantheress up while she soaked the gryph's nut and thighs in her juices, Riker couldn't help a brief squawk that quickly gave way to his more elegantly dominant growls. He humped her and shot her full of spunk, hotly painting her womb until her belly sagged right down to the bed. Even that wasn't enough for him. Pressing even closer, gripping even harder, he rubbed her on the inside with his short, vicious thrusts just to keep her soaking herself with lust and milk out every single drop he could give her in a single cumshot.

Only when she was fat with his offering of virility, sloshing with fresh, hot gryph cum did he finally stop. From there, it was a matter of purring her way through the afterglow. He rumbled with her, more deeply of course, beaking at her neck, pecking through her hair. She remained face down in Mahiri's pussy, huffing into the leopard's desperate sex while she recovered. Riker eventually pulled her way so she didn't drown in all that dripping lust. Clutching the floppy, swiftly exhausted, swollen, knocked up pantheress close to his chest, he allowed her to at least catch her breath before he attempted to pull out of her.

"You were such a good girl, Mira," he cooed to her, licking the side of her throat. His attention went to her belly, which deserved a good kneading to help all that gryph sperm settle and take. "That's two breedable kitties all nice and knocked up. Now where am I going to find a third, hmm?"

He gave an obvious, meaningful look into Mahiri's eyes, locking gazes for a time while she glared right back. She knew she wasn't going to get what she wanted, not when he was using that tone. By then she had calmed somewhat, at least until he pulled back and loosened his knot inside Mira. The scent of gryph musk floating through the air that came with all that cum spilling out of the pantheress set her off again. A rowl and a lunge forth tested the bedframe more so than the bindings. Even if she did manage to break that headboard, she was still going to be all tied up. She finally spat that gag out to reveal her drooling, snarling, animalistic visage, but the show of her fangs didn't stop the gryphon from dragging out her ordeal, no matter how badly that pussy pulsed for him.

He could see it flexing in, just begging to be bred, projecting a scent of pure heat that was sure to drive his own feline side a little wild. A slow slide out of Mira that ended in another juicy POP and splash of spunk all over the bed left the pantheress reeling. She gave an extended mrawwwwwl and then a sigh as she slumped down to the bed, cradling her belly. With her out of the way, Mahiri could get a good look at his cock, and just how stiff he still was even after two good breedings. The sight gave her a little hope. All that teasing about running out of cum before she could have a turn, she should have known better than to doubt a gryphon's stamina. Still, she wasn't going to get what she wanted yet. Not when there was still a soft, silky, svelte panther to greedily clutch in his talons.

"Naveen. Such a pretty name for an equally pretty cat. Don't worry, I didn't forget about you," Riker said, reaching for the leopard's slim, feminine father. "I don't normally go for guys, but I knew you'd be an exception as soon as we'd met. I already fucked your wife, so why don't I make you my wife for a while?"

"I've always been the wife anyway." The panther chuckle-purred in response, an elegant combination of sounds. "I'm pleased to pass the girly test."

The gryphon ran his fingers through the black cat's hair, tugging him close. "Oh, with flying colours. Monochrome ones, anyway."

He got the smooth panther into his lap and took to simply groping him for a time. A gentle reach-around was just a precursor to rubbing at his trim belly. As the leanest of the cats, it remained to be seen if he could even take that big gryph cock, but he didn't seem intimidated to have it poking him in the lower back. Riker smeared his precum through that silky fur, leaning down to nibble on the cat's shoulder. From there he could rumble in Nav's ear more intimately.

"You'll look just as good bearing my eggs as your wife and daughter."

He cast an aside glance at Mahiri just to savour her reaction to that. The leopardess grit her teeth again, but eventually remembered her voice enough to scoff.

"Now you're just boasting," she said.

"Is that what you think? Well, we'll show her, won't we Naveen?" Riker stroked down the panther's sides until he could take him by the hips. Reaching his thumbs around to grope that cushy rump came soon afterwards. "Let's say you get on top so she can watch this fine ass milking my nuts."

Even suggesting a thing like that, Riker remained very much in control of the panther's form. He picked that cat right up and slowly settled back. Sprawling across the bed, spreading out his wings, he barely left room for the curled up cat tied to the other side. A quick turn of the hips let Nav slowly grind his way down that erect tower of a gryph dick. It fit nicely between the curve of his sleek black cheeks. He slipped up and down as if working a pole, grinding those tender, stimulating barbs right up against his tight entrance. The touch was enough to make his lower lip tremble in time to his firm shaft. His was smaller than the gryphon's by a good margin, left unattended, slowly dripping over Riker's fluffy abs while the black cat mounted up.

Those smooth, athletic motions allowed him to find his spot without even needing the gryph's guidance. Riker lazily grasped the panther by the girly hips and helped to steady him once Nav was sitting directly atop the tip of that fine cock. From there it was a long, smooth dive down. He stuffed himself full of gryph dick in a single motion. It was impossible for either of them to remain silent after that. Naveen tossed his head back with a great splay of his bright, snowy hair to let forth a feminine mewl, just like his daughter. Riker's grin at that was interrupted by a moan, a grunt, and finally a good, dominant snarl once he felt himself all but balls deep in that tight, fuckable ass.

He could nearly get his hands all the way around Nav's waist, and so he gripped that panther tight to start pulling him up and down his cock. The girly cat's vigorous bounces only added to the impact. They got that booty bouncing for Mahiri to watch it getting plowed. The process was slow at first, letting Nav adjust to the size that outright bulged his belly beneath the gryphon's fingers, but they quickly worked their rhythm together. For someone who didn't do this kind of thing often, Riker was very good at fucking a cute guy.

Their bodies moved in sync, rocking, grinding, bouncing in their alternating thrusts. That ensured the gryphon's cock was constantly driving into the panther's behind, shoving up beneath his lifted tail. Mahiri got to watch those cheeks wobbling with the impact of coming down on Riker's hips. Naveen rolled back and forth, riding that shaft like a wave, and Riker just kept pulling him down on his dick, harder, faster, deeper each time, until the kiss of that knot was making Nav quiver all over. They'd been sharing the effort almost equally until then, but the pleasure was getting to the panther. His eyes rolled briefly back and his jaw dropped open to let his praise spill from lips.

"Ohhhh, you absolute beast. Fuck me, Riker ..." the panther deeply moaned, but then he let loose a yowl, loosely flopping forth into the gryphon's arms.

Such an angle handed even more control to the red gryph. He gripped that ass tight while he fucked it deep, thrusting from below. Naveen hugged himself close, laying his head against that powerful chest, listening to Riker's breathing getting faster, his heart accelerating as he took pleasure from that feminine frame. Through it all, he was the perfect tight, flexing hole to fuck, milking that stud bird with every squeeze, every throb. His own shaft was grinding into the divots of the gryph's muscled middle, sliding back and forth on the sleek and slippery mess he was making in his rising excitement.

Eventually, Riker went ahead and wrapped that delectable femboy dad up in his wings, burying him in gryph-scented plumage. Naveen gave a great sigh of a huff, cuddling up in the sweaty warmth, immersed in the scent of his breeder. Fucking that curvy butt good and hard drove him to the edge. It was a difficult maneuver, but he dipped his head down for it anyway, opening his beak so he could meet the panther's lips in the middle of their shared ecstasy. Maybe it wasn't the perfect kiss, but it was messy and warm. Riker pushed his tongue inside the feline's mouth and let Nav suck on it while he worked on knotting that fine ass as hard as he possibly could, as hard as such a taut, breedable hole deserved.

"Take it, my little incubator," Riker outright snarled when he wrenched back from that kiss.

He lost himself in a breeding frenzy, smacking the panther on the ass. Nav let out a feminine moan and shut his eyes at that. He didn't open them again just yet, lost in the rapture of the moment, on getting his fine rump rutted numb. Riker jammed his fat bulb against that ring over and over, pleasurably punishing it, but it seemed like the cat just wasn't that flexible, at least from that angle. What it finally took was a surge of energy from the subby panther, a little taste of the feistiness that pervaded the rest of his family. He opened his eyes again, flashing that familiar green shade, and straightened his back so he could throw himself back atop that knot to finally get it inside of him.

Springing up with his hands against the gryphon's chest, he leapt from sprawled out across Riker to sitting straight down on that dick. That was all it took to schlurp that knot past the squeezing ring and ram it inside of him. The shape of it bulged his belly on the outside. He soon got caught up in a scream of pleasure that was far less impressive than Riker's roaring bellow. The two of them went from making tender, if rough love to wildly humping and shaking together in the final moments. Then there came the floor, first from the panther's cock, and swiftly followed by the gryphon once his juicy nuts clenched out another potent load into a waiting, wiling, fertile cat.

The splash of panther spunk across Riker's abdomen and pecs alike was interrupted by Nav's rapidly growing belly getting in the way. He rounded out in moments, and not just with spunk. The gryphon shot him full of jizz that immediately took to the inside of him, planting deep, forming the visible bulging shape of the eggs that were to grow within the panther's belly. They stretched him out all the further with the engorging load, one after another, until that male cat was visibly knocked up with at least a dozen gryphon eggs, all nestled nicely in inside him along with the great sloshing load he milked out of Riker's balls with that tight, warm hole.

A great huffing, purring, rumbling afterglow untied them both for a time. After that cumshot, it was starting to look actually plausible that Riker was all bred out. The gryphon held onto that curvy panther, running his talons up and down along Naveen's sides before he finally clutched him by the hips to start pulling out. It was ever a messy process that culminated in a good splash of a pop once that thick, feline-breeding knot was finally free. Nav couldn't help but arch his back and give a little yowl once he was leaking the overflowing seed inside him. Riker patted him on the butt all possessively then just slipped out from under the panther, letting him slump to the side and snuggle up near the other creamed cats.

This time, his attention was fully on Mahiri at last. He shifted over just to take her by one of the legs and wipe his dick against it. Smearing the juices and cum of his previous matings all through her fur left her all the more aggravated. She was mostly just vibrating by then. It was too much, after waiting that long, to even keep fighting. She was exhausted but no less horny, and just getting to be close to the gryph and his ever-potent breeder scent was already making her somehow even wetter. Her pussy was soaked to the extent that the slightest shift of her position produced an audible sound of lust-drenched lips and walls rubbing together.

Riker didn't give any sign of being affected by her display. He polished his cock off on her fur, then took to casually tending to his talons while he knelt in front of her. "So. Mahiri. What do you think? Do I still have enough left for you?"

What came from Mahiri's lips in response certainly wasn't anything resembling words. It was more like a groan and a mewl at once. It had gone on long enough. Maybe it was finally time to free her. Riker had no intention of that. With her all tied up like that, he could easily get between her thighs without any worry of her claws or teeth. He picked her up by the ankles, bent her legs upwards until her paws were beside her head, and let his cock plap right atop those juicy folds. The misty splash of her juices that produced clung to his feathers.

"Guess we'll just have to find out. Alright, leopard. Let's get you stuffed."

The relief washing over Mahiri's features was obvious from the very first moment he pushed his gryphcock into that snug, flooded pussy came with her whole body slumping down. The tension could finally drain from her muscles after so much aching, so much feisty, furious waiting. After the first inch sank in so sweetly, Riker couldn't help but go for the plunge. He pushed his body towards hers until he felt her tits squish against his chest, and there he held her, stretched out, bent in half, completely exposed for a pound up mating press of sorts. A few short humps to rake the barbs over all her overly sensitive tender sports easily got those screechy yowls he wanted.

"Which do you want more, Mahiri? Wanna let this spunk take, or should we just skip right to the eggs? You know a gryphon like me can make whatever I want of you."

It really wasn't fair that he spent the whole time waiting for her reply pumping his cock slowly in and out of her, really using the feline side of his hybrid shaft to its fullest. The best she could do to answer was a gnashing, drooling thrash of her head and an extended fussy mrowl. He shrugged and gave her a good, hard thrust that brought a shriek out of her.

"Both it is."

After that, he wrapped his arms around her, pulled her even closer to his chest, mashing her bust almost flat, and started really pumping. The squelching, slopping, splashing, squirting breed-sex that followed was everything she'd been craving, everything she'd ever wanted, everything she lived for. To be his rumbling, screaming, undulating mess of a fuckable leopardess became her purpose for as long as his fat dick was plowing into her steaming cunt. The steady smack of his balls to her ass added some extra jiggle to her form with every powerful thud of his hips to her body. He shook her and the bed alike, the engorged bellies of the rest of her family faintly wobbling along nearby with the vigorous movement.

Maybe it was just how warm and wet she was around his dick, or maybe he'd been just as excited to mate with her as she was. Either way, he was shooting hot, thick spurts of precum straight into her womb on nearly every thrust. The resulting mess ensured there was a waterfall of their combined sex juices pouring down from her pussy, cascading over either side of her tail. She thrashed a little at the sensation of those heated jets entering her, but Indi's restraints proved just as unbreakable as ever. She was entirely at the mercy of the gryphon to fuck as hard as he liked. Good thing that was exactly how she needed it.

She was in such a vulnerable position, feeling every single slam of the gryphon's body while he speed-fucked her. With her eyes all out of focus and rolling back, she soon scrunched up her features into a desperate snarl, teeth bared in near silence. He gave her a growl of his own, looking her right in the face while he bred with her. The squeak of the bed came with a clunk and groan of springs. He made it sag deeper and deeper as if he was going to fuck her right through the floor, working his hips to slam that cock into her overflowing sex in brutal, feral lunges to truly make her his hen. The mess they made had the squelch and shick of laughably sloppy sex drowning out even their own rumbles and moans alike.

Minute after minute of plowing her pussy left her nestled in a puddle of collective fluids. The two of them were soaked from knees to chest, splattered in the results of her pent up need and his endless virility. He was precisely the potent gryph she needed, and the steady drumbeat of his cat-swelling nuts beating against her butt reminded her of that with every stroke of cock in and out of her. Somehow he managed to touch every single g-spot in a single forward thrust, then dragged back over them on the way back each time. She eventually opened up her eyes again to reveal a whole different Mahiri. With her gaze blank and dumb, her tongue flopped from her black lips, and plenty of drool rolling down to her chest, she was far from the picture of the feisty feline she'd been when he started fucking her. He'd fucked her stupid, and he wasn't even done with her yet.

He could keep her legs pinned above her head with his shoulders, which left his hands free to grope down across her chest and squeeze her tits. That was just a stop along the way to his true goal, which was that soft, small belly of hers. The leopardess had a small paunch most of the time, but it was going to get so much bigger. Running his fingers around the bulge of his own dick beneath her skin, he eventually launched into his final assault, his relentless, harsh, hip-breaking fuck. By Mahiri's faint, stupefied mraaaaaahs echoing from deep within her throat, he didn't have to worry about breaking her any more than he already had.

"Almost time, Mahiri. Take ... my fucking ... seed!"

His last snarl was outright spat at her, splashing her face with that feral breeding fury while he slamfucked her to a finish. A spluch of knot entering tenderized kitty pussy, a harsh spank of plump sack, and a lurch of the bed that left it sagging off to one side when one of the legs gave out under all the wild sex was what it finally took to make that cat squirt on him. She hosed him down from feathers to fur, adding another layer of her scent to sink down to his skin. That hardly mattered when he was about to musk her up with a proper breeding mark, infusing her with the gryphon essence that sweltered all around her when his nuts went into those taut, clenching pumps. She was finally going to be a mom for the gryph who made her so very wet.

That jet of spunk hit her first. She was still squirting by the time he started cumming in her. The glurch of excess jizz shooting from his cock proved just how potent he still was, even after a trio of breedings before her. Her belly swelled beneath his fingers, to be squeezed and squished in admiration even while he was still filling her up. He'd made the others plenty big, but Mahiri deserved something special for all that patience, enforced though it might have been. He rutted and humped, pulling his knot back and forth but keeping it sealed within her while she expanded and bloated for him.

She was his spotty balloon, his overfilled condom by the time he finally stopped thrusting. Sloshing with every heaving breath, she twitched beneath him, legs giving involuntary spasms. Her lips quivered for him. She whimpered, she shook, she scrunched her eyes shut, but he still wouldn't stop. A brief pause, and then he kept knot-humping her some more, working those balls against her, letting her feel them flexing. She flexed right back, squeezing down, helping to milk him all the harder. This time, he gave her a cock-bulging load of those eggs, all ready for her to carry. They accumulated within her womb right along with all the gryphon cum absorbing into her ovaries, rapidly expanding to leave her stretched out to the point she wasn't even going to think about moving anytime soon.

There he held her, stroking her fat middle, leaving her only able to see his pleased visage over the mountainous rise of her own gut. He held onto her for a little longer, simply enjoying her warmth, her occasional inner twitch on his dick, and only then did he pull out. After the reaming he gave her, he'd loosened her up enough to slip free fairly easily, but it still took off a ton of pressure when he gave her that succulent knot-pop she'd been expecting. A hose of gryph seed didn't even make her that much smaller, letting off only some of the truly excessive stretching. She was still enormous, still swollen, still rounded out well past even a typical nine months pregnant. One more satisfied pat of her belly confirmed he was finally done.

"There you go, kitties. I wonder just how many gryphs you'll give me after all that work? You'll be such good mommies for my clutches, won't you?"

A night's work well done like that left him with only one thing to do. It was time to gather up all his triumphs, all four of his well-fucked trophies so he could sprawl out in the midst of them. Mahiri was finally subdued enough to untie. She collapsed into his outstretched wings along with her twin sister, their bellies pressing together as they purred on their breedergryph. The tigress and the panther similarly embraced on the other side of Riker, snuggling up to bask in the musky aftermath. Steam rose from those five bodies. The sound of sloshing blended well with all the rumbling. Riker didn't need an answer to that question. Lazing amidst his conquests, stroking them, preening them, treating them like his own, he knew for sure they would.