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The Lion King - Everything The Light Touches

Chapter 36 - No Cub Left Behind

by Mirri & The Revenant

The dark blanket of night enveloping the lands was starting to give way to the rising sun of the east. The stars were drowning in the light, barely visible across one half of the sky even though the great ball of light had not yet breached the glowing horizon.

Nala and the boys had been catnapping ever since they dozed off in their big, furry pile last evening, and all through the night they had been lazily rolling over and getting each others' fur sticky and wet. Several of them had woken up horny during the night and had only gone back to sleep again after having pawed off all over themselves and whoever was in range. But other than that they all kept quiet and relaxed until morning.

Judging by their enthusiasm yesterday, they were all quite pleased that Nala was visiting Tungora's lands. Not to mention the fact that an actual female was coming down to their little hideout near the river where Tungora had unofficially banished them to during the day so they would not get too friendly with the lionesses of his pride.

Uncomfortable though one might expect the situation to be, Nala's first sensation was that of a warm, pleasant glow through her whole body. At the moment, the incredible soreness of being pounded by an entire pride of lionboys, the constraining stiffness of their cum solidified in her fur, and the gnawing pang of her heat had not yet taken hold. All that managed to seep into the sleepy lioness' mind was the warmth of being filled with lion seed and the subliminal pleasure of knowing that the function of her heat was being fulfilled.

Unfortunately, it was only a moment later that those other things crept up and pounced on her, forcing her into wakefulness with an admonishing reminder of what a wild night she had had. When she moved she could feel all the dried patches of cum tearing at her fur all over. She was positively soaked in all the stuff and so were the three lionboys who had been snuggled up close with her all night. The rest were scattered around the area.

A little moan escaped her as she rolled over. The reality of her situation was beginning to bear down her in a very physical way, not the least manifestation of which was the searing soreness in her legs as if she had been on a moon-long marathon hunt. Her attempt to clean her paw and her muzzle after she had done the usual morning stretch were ultimately fruitless. She realized she had to take a real bath in order to get rid of all the dried up happiness of the young males.

"C'mon boys, time to get up." She went around and licked each one awake on their forehead, the whole crowd starting to stir and grumble at the early awakening. It took a while to get them all moving, but she finally managed to convince them all to go down to the river and get cleaned up. She could not leave them in such a messy state, after all. What would Tungora think? She snorted. Probably that the branch doesn't fall far from the tree...

Nala had forgotten how much trouble young males could be. They were splashing around in the waters, shaking themselves and jumping into the deeper center of the river. The two oldest lionboys would pounce on their younger brothers and push them down, only to have them reemerge gasping and scrambling for the shore again a moment later. The waters were cold and even though the lions did not mind water so much, they did not like being submerged entirely.

A few of the lions quickly noticed that Nala was bathing on her own and after the first few boys saw their chance to sneak over to her, the rest soon followed like a wet, furry crowd that engulfed her. She was distracted by the mrowling and the fur of other lions rubbing against her suggestively while she tried to clean out her own fur and scrub it with her paw. Naturally the peaceful cleaning did not go undisturbed for long, and before she knew it a few of the boys were already 'helping' her by trying to climb on top and presumably scrub her fur back there where she could not reach.

It started out as bathing, but quickly turned into a challenge to see how difficult it was to mate with a lioness while standing in water up to your shoulders. The lions rudely got on top of her and started humping against her rear until they hit their target back there. It took a lot of energy for the males to thrust at a reasonable speed and they were quickly worn out completely by trying to fight against the masses of water all around them.

Only when she stepped into the more shallow area did they manage to actually finish in her. Again and again and again and again.

By noon she had already had all of them on her back at least once. One by one they emptied their seed in her and then washed off before moving up on the shore to lie down and sunbathe. She was watching them dry their fur while she was still standing in water and the next one took his turn covering her. They did not need to exchange any words at this point. After all the fun they had yesterday, the lionboys knew they could just mount her without even saying hello.

It was past noon when the last one finished in Nala and let himself roll off and into the water next to her with a splash. A milky cloud was forming in the water behind the female since she had been filled up a long time ago and each male just pushed out the seed of the previous ones to replace it with his own.

"OOoooh.. that was awesome." He grinned up at her and Nala just felt numb and slightly dizzy from hours of endless sex, not to mention the entire day she endured them yesterday. Only the blazing fire of her heat enabled her to do this sort of thing for two days straight. And counting.

She chuckled down at him and sat down in the water to cool her rump off and relax for a bit while the last lionboy crawled onto the shore to lounge in the sun with his brothers.

Everyone was spread around the place and taking a well-deserved nap when she finally got out of the water and shook her whole body to dry off.

"I should be getting back to my pride before they come looking for me." Nala played the part of the semi-rogue lioness that she had begun yesterday, and the response of the boys gathered around her was a chorus of disappointed 'awwwwwwwwwwws'. She went over to each one and nuzzled them goodbye. It started out as nuzzles with the first few, then turned into kisses and gropes with a few of the more adventurous young males.

By the time she got to the leader, Mfasi was just grinning broadly and he rolled onto his back right in front of all his brothers who had their full attention on the two.

His pair of adolescent balls jiggled in front of her eyes and his impish grin was unmistakable.

"So? You gonna kiss me goodbye or not?"

Nala smirked and then bowed her head down to lick over his sheath, kissing his balls repeatedly and making him bite his lip while the rest of the lions around him groaned in envy, some whispering to each other jealously, others just shuffling uncomfortably as their sheaths swelled with desire. She did not let the whole thing escalate into yet another uncontrolled orgy, however. The female pulled her head back and then stepped up to plant a kiss on Mfasi's forehead before leaning down and whispering something in his ear that made even the lewd lionboy blush furiously. She then turned around and trotted off with a wink to the collective.

"Are we gonna see you again?" Keon called out.

Nala merely shot them an enigmatic smile, "Mm.. stick around the Pridelands. You never know."

She walked away, making sure to sway her tail and angle her rump deliciously in a way that made every adolescent male's brain melt. Every step she took was observed closely and their eyes stayed fixed on her rear until she disappeared. When she rounded the river bend she was out of sight, but not out of hearing range quite yet.

"Man, she was a goddess!" One of the adolescents called out and flomped down on his back. This spurred a series of grins and pounces, and she could hear the boys tumbling around and having fun already.

Nala left feeling refreshed and rejuvenated again. That trip had done her a world of good and she knew she had definitely given the flock of young lions an experience they would never forget. She stretched and shook a little. Despite her cheerful attitude, she still found herself limping at this point due to her being sore and aching all over. Even her throat was hoarse from crying out their names at the top of her lungs all day and night.

Heading for the river farther up stream, she found a nice quiet patch of grass where she could clean herself off and then lie down to take a quick nap. The soreness and the fatigue of the last few days were not about to go away, and she probably should not have let them talk her into starting all over again in the water. The lioness flomped down on her side in the grass with a heavy sigh and curled up a little. The exhaustion was almost immediate from the point where she actually lay down and let herself relax. Within moments her breathing grew even and shallow as she dozed off to a well-deserved sleep...

She had no idea how long she had been out of it, but someone practically walked into her and nearly tripped over her prone body, which woke her up hissing.

"Oh sorry! I thought you'd gone home." Kojae, the runt of the litter, was standing there in the sparse sunlight in front of her. The nice little alcove of bushes she had found had served well to hide her and he had not even seen her while walking right past the first time. He smiled at her in a friendly, if shy, manner and stepped down to the river to drink.

At least the sun was still up so she had not slept the whole day away. She felt tired, but only when lying down or walking alone. Seeing, feeling and sensing a male in her presence again reawakened her hormones and numbed her pain into insignificance.

"Mmmm, hey Kojae." She purrrrrred as he bent over and lapped up water from the river, watching very closely how that tail hanging behind him completely failed to cover up his endowments.

"Huh?" The lion looked up behind him, water rolling off his chin and whiskers.

"Come here..." Nala's smile softened.* * * * * * *

Her scent was so strong and obvious that even a cub could have followed it. The Prince made his way along the edge of the river, sniffsniffing eagerly and pushing his way past branches and bushes, following the trail that the lioness left in the air. She had moved farther south than he usually went on his casual walks, but he did not mind. Not as long as he found her.

Stepping into the next clearing his eyes fell upon a familiar young lionboy, barely even adolescent, his mane had not changed to a darker color yet and the emerging shape was only visible as large tufts around his cheeks and neck. He was squatting down and moaning, his oversized paw on top of the head of a lioness. Specifically, the very lioness he had been tracking. She looked only slightly familiar - it had been several seasons since he saw her last time, but her scent was unmistakably recognizable. Even if it had been a long time, he would never forget her scent.

She was busy bobbing her head between Kojae's spread hindlegs and did not even look up at the new arrival. His eyes slipped across the body of the female, taking in her beautiful curves and graceful movements, from her shoulders right down to her rear where her tail was lifted up in a horizontal position, white stuff dripping off the underside of it near the tailbase. Looked like someone had recently enjoyed her.

Ratir admired the form of the attractive female, grinning broadly. This was definitely Nala, just like his father Tungora had promised. Ratir had been understandably upset when he learned that his brothers had been having fun with the Queen of the Pridelands for a full day without him. He was the heir of Tungora and was not bound by the same rules that the rest of the subadults in the pride were, so he did not ordinarily hang out with them down by the river anymore. In this case of course, it meant that he had missed the whole thing. He was still obviously winded from running, but he was relieved that Nala had not gone home yet.

He had found her a fair bit cleaner than he had expected, hearing the stories from his brothers this afternoon when he had shown up at their hangout to ask where that gorgeous lioness went. Although it did look like she was still working on getting herself messy.

"My my, what have we here?" He offered, grinning at the pair of them. His playful chuff served to draw some attention to himself.

"MmmmmMMmf!" The younger male whimpered and then hung his tongue out the side of his muzzle to pant.

Having walked in on the two of them like this made him discard quite a few of his inhibitions and his manners along with them, since it was obvious that the phase of being shy and saying hello was over and everyone was enjoying each other now. The lionboy's sheath tightened at the sight and no less at the slurpy sounds of Nala giving his youngest brother a muzzlejob.

"Seems like you're having fun! How many today, Nala?" He waited a second, then rolled his eyes remembering what her muzzle was doing.

"Ah, right. Well at least a few..." He padded up behind her, nuzzling at her backside. Ratir inspected her curiously, not remembering much of her from the many seasons ago they had met, apart from her scent that was now buried underneath layers of his own brothers', but he was familiar enough with those that he could single out her own.

Nala heard her real name being called out and much to Kojae's dismay she stopped what she was doing. She pulled her muzzle away, turned her head, and grinned at him with a mixture of saliva and precum all over her black lips. In keeping with the whole rogue-lioness story she had not told any of the lionboys her real name, so who was this guy? His features were unfamiliar, but his scent took her down a quick trip on memory lane. The lioness squinted slightly before recognition shined in her eyes. "Ratir?"

The male nodded with a smirk. She grinned and gave a happy swish of her tail. He had certainly grown into a handsome young lion since last time she saw him. Nala remembered him as a shy and somewhat awkward cub, and here he was all strong and strutting. A young Prince that shined with charming confidence in his every smile and movement.

Looking over her gracefully slender shape, the feeling of familiarity began to spread in Ratir's mind. His recent visit to the Pridelands at Tungora's side and the fun they had enjoying all the lionesses there immediately made him think of Nala as a slightly older version of Kiara. Ratir was intimately familiar with Nala's daughter after their visit and he had to admit that Nala looked more like an older sister than her mother. She still had that sort of cubbish cuteness about her.

The younger lion just looked groggy as his paw fell from the lioness' head down to his side. Kojae sat there hunched over her and opened his bleary eyes to look down. It was quite obvious that there was not a single thought going through his head at the moment. Any experienced or just marginally assertive lion would have immediately pushed the insolent female's head down over themselves again. How dare she stop in the middle of this? But Kojae was pretty new to the game.

"So, how many?" Ratir poked fun at her while the two of them were still getting used to each other. He still could not quite deal with the idea of who the noble, regal and oh-so sexy Nala actually was, so pretending she was Kiara helped him overcome his reservations about her, and he just did whatever he would have done in the same situation back in the Pridelands. In turn, the young Prince's forwardness made Nala fall back into the role she had played when she was with his brothers.

"Just the fifteenth one today, you're early." Nala smirked slyly and licked her lips. She was flirting quite blatantly with Ratir while the youngest lion still sat there waiting in front of her with his full erection dripping her saliva.

"Please continue, don't let me interrupt. Just pretend I'm not even here." Ratir put his paw to the back of Nala's head and pushed her down again over his brother. Kojae gave a grunt and looked at him through glazed eyes that closed quickly again with a moan when Nala resumed her work.

"That's right. Just keep sucking my cub brother here while I watch." Ratir licked his dry lips and his ears swiveled towards her when the slurping noises resumed.

"Get her good, kid." Ratir look up and winked at him. "This female can take anything."

Her heated scent was still strong and had an effect on all that got near her. Ratir hopped up on his back paws, settling his front paws over the female's backside and gave a firm squeeze with each.

"Looks like my brothers didn't hold back at all." He said, grinning and rubbing her rump. His eyes were squarely on the red and somewhat swollen sex of the lioness. Vivid memories of how Kiara squealed when he had taken her there swelled up in his mind and made his sheath feel tight and restraining until his red cocktip began to slide out of it and into the warm air beneath his belly.

Kojae made some high-pitched groans when Nala sped up, seemingly eager to finish so she could service the other lion as well. She could barely hear the older male's words since her ears kept brushing against the lionboy's inner thighs each time she went down on him.

"Sh-She's very good." Kojae stammered and drooled down his chin as he put a forepaw on the back of her head again. Nala shifted a bit in her stance and lifted her tail up higher for the male behind her to inspect beneath it more thoroughly.

Ratir paused a moment at the enticing invitation, but instead of looking closer he just mounted up on her, his chest sliding down her back as he shuffled forward and made his crotch hit her rump with a dull bump. Nosing at her bobbing ears he settled his sheath into her rumpcleft, rubbing it up and down firmly.

"Mrrm... Yes kid, yes she is..."

The lioness lifted her rear up higher when she felt the male slide over it and push his chest against her shoulders. She was definitely still receptive to the advances of lions even this far along in her heat.

After being pushed aside by his older, stronger, hornier brothers again and again, Kojae still could not believe how lucky he was to get a muzzlejob by the most eager lioness in the lands.

"Ooh.. OH!" He mewled and started thrusting to meet the suckles, bumping his nuts against the female's chin.

For Ratir it was just a pleasant distraction to watch the two, but he was kind of occupied at the moment. He slipped his member down her cleft, pressing it up against her fuzzy mound and pushing forward to overcome the resistance. The glistening tip parted her lips and slid forward into her passage, angling down and guiding his member through her slick walls as he filled her up to the point his crotch met her rump with a good nudge.

At the same time he felt her squirm and cough by the great distraction of filling up her slickened pussy. The seed of several males helped lubricate his entry and slide himself much easier into the lioness than he really should be able to. She may have washed up in the river, but cleaning out her womb would defeat the purpose of the whole orgy in the first place.

Ratir enjoyed the sensation, keeping his member firmly lodged within her for a time and then easing himself back, nearly sliding out of her passage and pulling his brothers' seed with him before pushing forward again and filling her with another bump. Finding her yielding and wet enough to take it, he began speeding up.

He nosed at her ears, licking playfully as he rocked his body back and forth, building up a rhythm that was deceptively gentle for as long as she was also busy with Kojae. She would feel the true power of his hindmuscles soon enough.

Immediately he had found everything he had missed on their trip to the Pridelands, and he suddenly got a much more profound understanding of Tungora's disappointment back then when they learned that Nala was not home. Already he could sense that she was more experienced than Kiara and the thought alone was enough to drive him wild, and perhaps not treat her with the same kind of regal dignity he normally would have.

"Daddy said you needed some cubs." He growled softly in her ears, "Let's see you take them in your mouth first."

Almost as if on cue, Kojae cried out in the best kind of cubbish roar he could muster at his age and shot his seed into the female's wonderfully tight muzzle, making her swallow and suckle at the same time to make it all end up in her belly. She had already gotten a taste for him and his brothers, and especially the warm sensation of their fluids running down her chin, not unlike biting into a bloodied prey animal. The lioness let some escape out the sides of her muzzle while the paw on the back of her head pushed her down as far as she could go, wedging the cumming lionshaft into her throat.

Ratir observed the runt of his pride blow his load inside the muzzle of possibly the most beautiful and legendary lioness in all the lands. There was something inescapably dirty about that.

"Nicely done, very nicely done.." He purred and grinned broadly to himself.

Nala pulled her muzzle back with a cough and squinted her eyes a bit in pleasure as Ratir squeezed his erection through her tight little sex and into her wet warmth at an increasing pace.

"Mmmmn.. that was fun." She grinned up at the panting young lion, watching him sort of stumble back a step and fall straight onto his rear.

Kojae just barely managed to keep his balance and he remained where he collapsed, sitting and watching his own afterspurts wet the female's face. Judging by the expression of disbelief on his face that was the best blowjob he had ever gotten.

The female now concentrated fully on the lionboy on her back, pushing backwards and squeezing her tight cunny at the right moments to give him a cockmassage pleasurable enough to make his balls tingle with joy each time he took her again.

"Oooh.. that's nice Ratir." Nala bit her lip at the understatement of the day and purred as he built up speed.

"GrrRRrawr! You run along now, Kojae." Ratir sneered through his teeth. He was not necessarily impatient, but the heightened passion intensified all his emotions.

Kojae nodded with a flustered expression and stumbled off back towards the pride as quickly as he could even though his vision was still blurry and his legs shaky.

Ratir thrusted harder and harder, his body trembling above hers. Something had him in a really frisky mood today; most likely it was the alluring scent of Nala's heat, and he was not wasting any time at all. His thrusting skipped the typical 'building up' phase and went right to the firm, unrelenting pounding. He pushed off the ground with his back legs, his body thudding into the lioness' as he swiftly claimed her.

"Spit out my brother's cubs." He growled and held his paw with the pads facing up right beneath her chin. Nala groaned out and took a few more thrusts before coughing and then spitting out a glob of mixed saliva and Kojae's sperm into the paw. The liquid seeped between Ratir's pawtoes and he lifted it up to smear it all over Nala's ears and forehead while pounding her senseless.

"NNnnnmm.. oh, I'm gonna make you look as dirty as you are." The lionboy growled between panting breaths.

Nala had almost forgotten what being with a real lion was like. After the orgy with all of Tungora's inexperienced boys, she was acutely aware now that Ratir was no amateur. He had been on the backs of females regularly for a long time and the way he listened to her own rhythm and followed it, as well as the deep, even thrusts left no doubt that he knew how to pleasure a female, should he need to. Although at the moment he was thinking only about his own impending ecstasy, which was fairly typical for a male his age.

She was moaning out louder with every thrust and hung her jaw open to gasp for air each time the male's barbs scraped through her. It was more than any of them could stand for long and Ratir was the first to roar when he splurted a thick, heavy spray of seed into her passage, released with all the pent-up longing for her ever since they had returned from their trip.

Nala felt repeated bursts of more sticky lioncum wash through her insides until the male was sated and with a groan he flopped off her, giving her rump a firm *swat* with his paw.

At the time she barely had the breath to complain about that, so she just rolled over on her back to let the male milk seep deeper. The fertile lionboy's seed planted itself in the mixture that was sloshing about in her womb, adding yet another blueprint of cubs to the chaos there. Nala was going to have the most diverse litter in leonine history.

Ratir rolled over on his back next to her and smiled broadly in the midst of his afterglow.

"I heard from my brothers that I came too late for the orgy. So I had to track you down myself." His tail gave a happy swish as the dull sensation of after-mating numbed his nerves and senses for a while.

Nala was likewise numbed and just flopped over to cuddle up against his side. She put a foreleg over his chest and pressed her nose against his shoulder, apparently having gotten used to snuggling up with young lions after they were sated.

"Mmm. You smell like my pride." She purred after a while of having nuzzled his shoulder.

"I know, I went there with my dad to visit. Too bad you weren't home." Ratir grinned toothily and could easily imagine how the orgies would have panned out with an extra willing tail lifted. Especially one as good as hers.

"I had business to attend to." Nala purred and let out a sigh when exhaustion grabbed her. She knew she had to either start moving around soon to shake it off, or just take a nap now.

The male looked down her body - over her beautiful golden-cream fur and her curvy figures. Even exhausted, panting, and in a post-orgasmic daze she was just radiating her regal position.

"Wow.. you really are the Queen of the Pridelands, arent' ya?" The realization was only now starting to seep into his mind. He could certainly tell where Kiara had all her good qualities from.

Nala chuckled and shook herself before standing up next to him. A bit of activity would hold off the exhaustion at least for a little while. She leaned down to lick slowly over his lips and was surprised at the smooth texture they had.

"Sure am." She purred. "Just don't tell your brothers. I told them my name was Nalina and I was a rogue lioness wandering the Pridelands."

Ratir chuckled, "Why'd you do that?"

"Well.. so no one but Tungy would know I was visiting. And you, obviously."

Ratir did not ask why. He did not really care, plus it was kind of kinky to have secret sex like this.

The lioness bent down over him again and this time the lionboy slipped his tongue around hers and pulled it in to suckle on while they kissed. The paw she put on his chest to knead his manefur there was quickly nudged downwards with a few prods of his own paw until she finally got the hint. Ratir tensed up a little and let out a soft sigh when the female gripped all her pawtoes around his sheath, starting to stroke it up and down.

The kiss broke gently and wetly between them.

"Daddy did say.. mmm.. you were well-trained in pleasing a lion." His half-lidded eyes shone with mischief up at her.

"It's what I do." Nala giggled and winked down at him, sharing a few more kisses with the boy. He did not look older than Mfasi, but he was clearly more experienced at sweet-talking a lioness into doing what he wanted. He had the Tungy-charm, no doubt about it.

"Excellent. Then surely you won't mind a warm load in your muzzle before I put cubs in you again?" The lionboy smiled sweetly as his plan to get rid of Kojae's taste in her muzzle unfolded. He knew how irresistibly hung he was and he knew from his dad just how big a sucker Nala was for that sort of thing. Literally.

"As you wish." She grinned and slipped her paw down to knead his balls around and to make room for her head between his spread hindlegs.

Ratir looked on in amazement and wonder as the Queen took his fat shaft into her maw and began licking and suckling on it, just as she had done with Kojae but this time a lot more passionate and.. eager somehow. It was not to compare with what the runt had gotten, he had merely been serviced by her. Ratir was feeling as if she craved his seed in her belly as her only source of sustenance. She wanted it. All of it.

"Does daddy make you lick his balls too?"

Nala could not help but laugh around the warm shaft in her mouth, she was about to blow him and now he wanted a detour? Well, who was she to argue. The lioness pulled her head away again and went down to start grooming his heavy nuts while her paw continued stroking him off.

"Every time." She purrrrred and got the short, fuzzy fur around the two orbs nice and wet.

Ratir had meant it merely as a point of interest, but he was certainly not complaining about the good servicing he was getting.

"Ohhh.. that's nice. He likes to get 'em wet so they'll make more noise when he slaps them against ya." It sounded like the young lionboy spoke out of personal experience just then.

"It seems to work well." Nala chuckled and ran her tongue from the teenlion's tailhole up over his endowments and up to her paw that was holding around the base of his fleshy rod.

"Is it big enough for ya?" Ratir's smirk did little to hide his over-confidence. Not that it was unjustified, of course.

"Mmm.. you've grown into a big, handsome lionboy." Nala grinned and kissed the tip of his cock, licking away the precum that was already building there.

"That tongue *pant* ..is amazing." It certainly made the male shiver when she licked him like that again. She took this as an invitation and moved her muzzle up to slide it over his cocktip again and feel the barbs prick her lips when she flattened them against his flesh. The barbs were dragged in the opposite direction and she began a steady rhythm with her head. Her paw held him tighter so she could not go down on him all the way. She was not in the mood for deepthroating yet another member of the Tungora family, it always made her hoarse for the rest of the day to take those barbs so deep. Yet she knew that it was ultimately his decision, she was a guest in his kingdom after all, so dutiful as she was, her paw moved down to fondle his sac so he could make a decision.

"There's a good lioness, but my balls are already taken care of. Don't take me to the sheath, I want to watch you paw me off in your muzzle." He purred in a playfully patronizing tone, constantly licking his chops at the sight.

Nala could easily tell this was the rightful heir to the throne. Her cheeks were bulging out and she could hardly breathe around the huge member in her muzzle. At this rate he was going to be bigger than Tungora when he grew up. He certainly dwarfed all of his brothers. That was why she was somewhat relieved by his words and moved her head back up until she was taking him just to the bottom of the barbs. Her paw moved from playing with his balls up to grab tightly around his cockbase and start jerking him off from there all the way up to her lips. Pretty much any part of him that was not being suckled on by her skillful muzzle was being stroked off to the point that the desensitized nerves suddenly sprang to life and his erection grew from just a rubbery post-mating dullness into full, rockhard, throbbing glory.

"Mmmm, it's good to be the Prince." He smiled with eyes half-closed and looked up at the trees rustling overhead, confident in the knowledge that the lioness was not going to stop until he came in her muzzle.