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The thorn popped from the lioness's paw like a cork. Specks of hot blood flowed from the open wound onto the cold ground, trickling along the rock. Andrea quickly gathered a bundle of scratchy bandages and tied it around the lioness's crimson-washed fur, avoiding her sharp claws.

“Are you a medic?" Sienna asked, flexing her paw. “Or are all humans so adept?"

Andrea chuckled, wiped sweat from her brow. Moist beads dotted her neck, dampened her long hair. She said, “I'm not a medic, no. But I like to think I'm a bit more clever than most."

The lioness huffed. “And I am obviously duller than most," she replied. “I should be more careful than to catch a thorn in my paw. Nor should I have to rely on a human for help… it is disgraceful."

The human scoffed, tore the bandage's edge, and tied it taut. The cloth glowed orange by the firelight. Embers floated toward the cave ceiling and dissipated against the damp stone.

“Regardless, I am grateful," Sienna added. “Thank you."

Andrea smiled, shrugged. “For what it's worth, I'm not judging you," she said. “But… I can't speak for the others in your pride. I'm not sure what… lion politics… look like. Hopefully you won't get in trouble."

Sienna shook her head, her maw pulled into a tight-lipped frown. She said, “Politics are miserable. It is why I have no pride. I live alone."

“Truly? That's dangerous," Andrea blurted, avoiding eye contact. She then flopped backward onto a thin pad of hay and added, “No offense, of course. I'm… equally as lonesome, haha. So… thank you. For allowing me into your home."

Silence ensued. Sienna inspected her wound, watched the fire. Her slitted gaze then fixated on Andrea, looking her from head to toe. The human was…curious.

All of the humans Sienna had previously met were hunters – armed to the teeth. But they were weak, slow, ignorant; their weapons were useless in such clumsy hands. Each had been annihilated, bled out between her jaws. Such was the price of pursuing a lioness's hide.

But Andrea was… quite different. She met Sienna's gaze earnestly, like an innocent kitten, and threw her knife aside upon noticing the lioness's presence. Such a gesture was tantamount to throwing away her life, yet she did it nonetheless. And for what? The chance to heal a wounded predator?

“I've killed countless of your kind," Sienna said. “Does that not disturb you?"

Andrea's head snapped to face the lioness. Smoke drifted above her head as she replied, “Truthfully? I think I have bigger problems right now than you."

Sienna raised an eyebrow. Her tail swatted the ground.

“Explain."

The human gulped, fiddled nervously with her hands. “I am being hunted. Just like you," she admitted. “I've escaped from a plantation on the outskirts of Rome. Far from the Seven Hills, even beyond the walls."

Sienna scoffed. “That explains how you got so far," she mocked. “Someone like you could never escape the city's prison."

Andrea simply laughed, raised her hands in the air. “I suppose not," she said. “But know this… if I had stayed in that place, I'd have died. Slowly. And should you have killed me, it'd have been more merciful than rotting in those fields."

The comment forced a chuckle from Sienna's throat. “Wise words," she said. “Although… you must know that I could still kill you in your sleep. A hungry lion is a deceitful one, and a warm bed is an apt lure."

“Then my neck is yours," Andrea said, and made an extravagant flourish toward her throat. “Just do me a favor and make it quick, hm?"

Sienna hummed, tilted her head. Her eyes shone like miniature ambers.

“So trusting," she growled. “You'd make fine prey for me."

The comment made Andrea's chest stir. Breath caught in her throat, her shoulders tensed. “Yeah?" she asked. “Well, I assure you that my flesh is quite lean. Not that delicious, really."

Sienna's eyes narrowed. “You fail to catch my meaning," she said, and patted the hay next to her. A predatory grin adorned her maw. “Andrea… would you like to share my bed tonight?"

“Sh–share a…?" Andrea echoed. Her mind raced as she struggled to parse the meaning of Sienna's words; was this normal for lions? Her fingers nervously traced through her dark hair, her voice cracked. “I, um, suppose it wouldn't hurt. I could use a warm body during the night, haha."

Sienna nodded, amused at the human's cluelessness. Her braided hair swept across her broad shoulders. “You'll find my body as warm as any," she teased. “Though I should warn you – I am not gentle. It would not befit me."

“Of course," Andrea mustered, blinking in disbelief. “I…wouldn't expect you to be."

The human then rose to her feet and sauntered to Sienna's side. The lioness's golden fur flickered bright by the fire. Dark tattoos lined her flesh, formed runes across her exposed back, crept down her legs. Cleavage burgeoned from beneath her thin brown tunic.

“I hope this isn't too forward, but um…" Andrea swallowed, shifted on the thin bed of hay. She couldn't meet Sienna's gaze. “I think you're beautiful. In truth, I've never met a lioness before."

Sienna raised an eyebrow, her arm leaning against Andrea's. “I supposed so. If you had met any other lion, you would be dead," she said. “We are not a forgiving kind. Especially toward intruders on our hunting grounds."

Andrea smiled and replied, “I'm glad I met you, then."

The lioness chuckled, raised her paw to Andrea's cheek. Gently, she turned Andrea's gaze to meet her own. The human's heart raced, her mouth dry.

Sienna asked, “Are you afraid of me?"

“No," Andrea replied. “I am… enraptured, actually."

The lioness was taken aback by Andrea's flattery. She blinked, then steadied herself.

“Good," Sienna replied. “Then… may I taste you?"

“Not much like a huntress to ask," Andrea teased. “But yes. Please."

Sienna grinned, then closed the gap between herself and her prey. The lioness's lips were soft, pliable. Her hot breath smelled of smoke and bitter herbs, her flat tongue filling Andrea's eager mouth. Her plump breasts pressed against Andrea's flat chest as she violated the girl like a defenseless rabbit.

The predator then laid her paw between Andrea's legs, only to recoil in surprise. She pulled away, her maw hung open in shock.

“You… you are…"

Andrea grimaced, then cleared her throat. “I…I'm sorry," she said. “I should've told you. I used to be a man." She then shook her head, her eyes watering. “I'm so sorry. I was… I'm not used to this kind of attention. I just wanted it to last a little longer."

Sienna hummed. She struggled to articulate her thoughts. “Andrea–"

The human looked away, clearly embarrassed. “I–I'm so sorry," she said. “I'll leave. I never should have done this." She then tried to stand, only for Sienna to harshly grip her shoulder, holding the human still.

The lioness's touch made Andrea panic. She grimaced in fear, a whimper falling from her lips. She then flinched as she braced for a blow, the feeling of teeth against her neck, claws ripping open her ribcage. But such a sting never came.

Instead, Sienna's grip silently fell lower, lower, until she held Andrea's quaking hand. Gently, the lioness then guided Andrea's hand onto her own body. Andrea watched in quiet disbelief as her hand traced along Sienna's toned calf, her sinewed thigh… and finally, between her legs. Breath caught in the human's throat, her shock rendered palpable.

“Y–you…?" Andrea croaked. “You…?"

Sienna nodded, her face tender. “Yes," she admitted. “I am like you. You… are safe."

Andrea's head spun. Her thoughts raced, crashed into one another, as adrenaline careened through her veins. “I have never met anyone like me," she sputtered. “I can't believe… I mean, I…"

Blush rose to Sienna's cheeks. She, too, was unsure of what to say. “Truthfully, I have never met anyone like myself, either," she said. “But that is all the reason I must not let this opportunity go to waste. You and I are… kindred spirits, it seems."

Andrea opened her mouth, her voice breathless and ecstatic. “Well, I suppose you're right," she said. “Then… would you like to pick up where we left off?"

The lioness grinned. “Yes," she replied. “I would enjoy that. Very much."

Sienna then purred, leaned over the puny human. Tenderly, she hooked her claws under the human's tattered shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the side. Andrea's perky breasts then laid exposed, a thin trail of hair stretching downward from her stomach. Sienna's mouth watered.

“Beautiful," Sienna said. “Now… let me devour you."

The lioness then raised a paw to Andrea's chest, pushed her against the cave floor. She swiftly straddled the weak human and removed her own tunic, tossing it against the cave wall. Her buxom chest hung free, her dark, wide areolas burgeoning from within a thick layer of beige fur. Chiseled abs lined the lioness's stomach, tensing with every movement of her lithe frame.

Sienna then gripped Andrea's thin wrists, pinning the defenseless girl against the floor. A low rumble emanated from her chest as she savored the fear in Andrea's eyes.

“Do you like what you see?" Sienna teased.

“Y–yes," Andrea replied. “I love it, actually. You're… so, so hot."

Sienna smiled self-assuredly. “That's what I like to hear."

The lioness's head then shifted downward, licked along the human's exposed jugular. Her warm breath washed over Andrea's flesh, the nape of her neck, like a kitten carried by its mother. The girl shuddered in anticipation.

“Do you trust me?" Sienna asked.

Andrea nodded. “Yes, I do."

“Good," Sienna growled. She then arched her head over Andrea's shoulder, huffed the girl's hair. Sweat, mud, decaying detritus. The smell was nostalgic – reminded her of a crowded lion's den. Her tail whipped to and fro.

Andrea was surprised by the gesture – she had never been sniffed before. “Oh… do I smell bad?" she asked.

“No," Sienna answered. “You smell delicious."

The lioness then sank her teeth into the vulnerable human's neck, narrowly avoiding her jugular vein. Andrea writhed in pain, clawed desperately at Sienna's pelt, a groan escaping her gaping mouth. Blood coated Sienna's razor-sharp incisors, spilling from Andrea's wound onto the lioness's undulating tongue.

“S–Sienna! Sienna!" Andrea moaned. “Fuck, I…"

Hot, sticky ichor trickled down Sienna's throat. She could feel her cock growing hard, that ambrosia-like warmth filling her stomach. At once, she felt the euphoria of the hunt, the irrepressible lust of conquest. The feeling invigorated her, culminated in a total loss of control. She needed this human to be hers.

“N–no more!" Andrea cried. “Too much!"

Andrea's voice halted Sienna; and without hesitation, the lioness heeded the girl's call. She removed herself from Andrea's flesh, stared into her loving eyes. Blood coated Sienna's maw like lipstick. The sight was almost comical.

“Are you alright?" Sienna asked.

Andrea's chest rose and fell. No words could express her arousal; instead, she answered with a kiss. Andrea pulled the lioness onto herself, sampling the blood which coated the lioness's lips, running her tongue along the sharp edges of Sienna's fangs.

Sienna, however, was not to be outdone. She quickly regained her composure, thoroughly swabbing the girl's mouth. Andrea let loose a labored groan as Sienna lapped at her palate, her molars, stuck her tongue down the back of her throat. A low, satisfied purr reverberated from Sienna's chest. Andrea could feel her air thinning, that familiar fuzzy feeling as her airway was obstructed.

Andrea gasped as Sienna then removed herself, a strand of saliva stretching between their mouths. Wordlessly, fluently, the lioness then began lapping at Andrea's nipple, pressing her thick palm against the human's chest, holding her harshly against the ground.

Andrea writhed under Sienna's embrace, like prey attempting to escape a predator's grasp. This, of course, was futile; Sienna had subdued far stronger adversaries. Andrea's performance, however, still made the lioness's heart flutter. Her fur stood on end, her claws unsheathed, as instinct overwhelmed her.

“You are mine," Sienna growled, and met Andrea's quivering gaze. “All mine."

Sienna then bared her teeth on Andrea's breast, pinching her opposite nipple between her claws. Cries of pleasure erupted from the bloody girl; pain radiated across Andrea's chest, down her spine, as if struck by lightning. She writhed in bliss, thrusting her cock against Sienna's abdomen.

“Excited?" the lioness teased. “I've never seen such enthusiasm. You must be desperate for a mate."

Andrea blushed, looked askance. “How could I not be excited?" she asked. “I'm being ravaged by a beautiful woman, haha."

Sienna hummed, grasped the hem of Andrea's pants. “Then let me ravage you further, hm?" And she slid the fabric downward.

Andrea's pants then glided past her round hips, across her package, and onto her thighs. Her cock eagerly sprung free from the dirty fabric, throbbing excitedly by the light of the fire. Small, round testicles lay below, churning as Sienna laid eyes on them.

“Very cute," Sienna cooed.

Andrea froze, her dick quivered. She said, “I've… never been called that before."

“Truly?" Sienna asked.

“Y–yes. That must seem pathetic…"

Sienna frowned, her gaze softened. Strange feelings flooded her bloodthirsty mind – maternal feelings. For reasons she couldn't quite place, Sienna felt the overwhelming desire to protect the vulnerable girl. The lioness then quietly sheathed her claws, lowered herself over Andrea's package, and held it tenderly against her face.

“In that case… I will proceed gently, and treat you as you deserve." Sienna said. “You're far too cute to scar, after all." Slowly, lovingly, she then took Andrea inside her maw for the first time.

Andrea moaned as she felt herself enveloped by the predator's warm mouth. The same jaws which drank her blood now gently licked along her soft shaft, cradled her quivering glans. She could hardly help herself from thrusting into Sienna's throat. Her hands grasped at the lioness's long, dark hair.

Meanwhile, Sienna was entranced by Andrea's distinctly feminine musk. She purred, content to savor the scent of the human's lust: campfire, sweat, and earth mingled in her keen nostrils. The lioness then pressed her snout flush against Andrea's pelvis, taking the whole of Andrea's cock inside her wet maw.

“F–fuck!" Andrea whined, squirming against Sienna's embrace. The lioness pressed the human to the floor with one paw, steadying Andrea's legs with the other. She then began to slowly pump her jaw over Andrea's length, squeezing the tip of her cock with her tight throat. Andrea throbbed, leaking a thin trail of precum onto the lioness's eager tongue. The taste made Sienna ravenous.

_ _ Sienna couldn't help herself. She kissed along Andrea's tip, her shaft, worshiping the girl's body. Sienna's thin tail whipped happily as she planted faint crimson kisses across the entirety of the human's pelvis. The gesture made Andrea's back arch – she had never felt so seen, so accepted. She could hardly hold herself back. Her mindless groans reverberated off of the cave walls, an orgasm mounting between her shaking legs.

“Good girl," Sienna cooed, and gingerly caressed Andrea's little package. “Such a good girl for me."

The lioness took the defenseless girl inside her mouth once more, wrapping her wet tongue around Andrea's plush cock and massaging it against her palate. Sienna then resumed suckling along the girl's flesh, quickening her pace, relishing each flare of the human's engorged glans. Blush reddened Andrea's cheeks, her breath grew erratic, her fists clenched on Sienna's hair.

“Sienna! I'm gonna… aah!"

And in one fluid motion, the lioness shoved Andrea's quivering length down her throat. Andrea's entire body tensed, a loud moan shot from her mouth. Her legs instinctively curled as hot, sticky cum erupted down Sienna's throat, filling the lioness and dripping from her maw. Sienna purred as she then swallowed the last of Andrea's lust, pulling back with a satisfied grin.

Andrea's eyes were half-lidded, dazed with pleasure, as she then gazed upward at Sienna. The muscled lioness loomed over her, pushing her hair to the side, smoothing her sweat-matted fur. Andrea was struck by the lioness's beauty; just the sight of her body made Andrea's heart skip a beat.

Sienna then bent downward, her mouth still filled with Andrea's lust, and planted a kiss on the human's quivering lips. She flashed a fanged smirk and asked, “Are you alright?"

“More than alright," Andrea replied. She wiped sweat from her forehead, released a light chuckle. Lust still dripped from her dick. “I…I've never felt like this. I'm a bit overwhelmed, actually."

Sienna nodded, dismounted Andrea. She then flopped down next to the human, patted her breast.

“Then lay here," Sienna said, “and we can rest together. Let us enjoy the fire, hm?"

Andrea's mind remained in a blissful haze. She managed to nod, shifting to the lioness's side, and laid her head on Sienna's warm breast. She could feel the lioness's heartbeat ringing faintly through her soft fur.

“Do you have anywhere to go tomorrow?" Sienna asked. “Another shelter, perhaps?"

The human shook her head. “No," she admitted. “I… have nowhere to go. It must seem pathetic to you, trying to survive in the wild without a plan."

Sienna sighed, wrapped her arm around Andrea. “If you would like, you may remain here with me. If only for a few nights longer," she said.

“Really?" Andrea asked. “I'm not a huntress. I might just be a burden to you."

The lioness shrugged. “I will put you to work in some other way," she said. “But, if I were to be forthright…your labor is secondary to your mere presence. I would like you to fill my bed for as long as you would suffer me." A pained frown then flashed across her face. “I have been alone for far too long."

Andrea nodded, pulled the lioness tight. Tears welled in her eyes. “I'll gladly stay. Thank you. For everything."

“Of course," Sienna replied. “It would not suit me to deny such lovely prey."