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Myka was all over in my thoughts. She was a phenomenon I did not understand. She was beautiful and intelligent, one of a kind but there should be more. That look I got and the absence of my whisperer-thing just made this nut hard to crack.

She wasn't living with the other lions, she had a small cave in the rock near the buildings. She never came closer than the last line of trees and was hiding from everyone else except George. Myka used to hunt for herself and eat what she got. To the addition of the strange things, she was living there for six years but she never ever attacked humans.

George thought Myka should be eight-nine years' old which is a respectable age for a lion. In wild they use to live ten-eleven years. In captive fourteen, maybe fifteen. George was afraid that he will lose his love soon because of the old age, despite she did not show signs of aging. I found that another addition to the list of strange things with Myka. And the list just getting longer and longer.

Despite I promised I won't do anything with her I thought I must find her and check her up close. So on the second night I asked Samson, the biggest lion in the pride to come with me and meet with Myka in her little cave. I was too confused and afraid to go alone.

She was in the cave and noticing us just a second later we arrived.

“Good evening Myka. We have to talk a little about..." I said and froze in mid-sentence. The whispering vanished from my mind. I looked to Samson, he was sniffing towards me and I couldn't feel his presence. She somehow choked my whisperer instinct! I was at the edge of the panic when Samson snarled at me.

“What the fuck is happening? How do you do this?" I slowly backed away, when his muscles tensed and I was on the ground in the next minute. He was biting on my arm when suddenly Myka was next by me. She looked at him and he released me, walked away in hurry.

“I don't know what is happening." I slowly sat up and grabbed on my bleeding arm. A few teeth must have penetrated the skin. It did not hurt much, though. Myka looked into my eyes and I felt something strange. She was coaxing out my whisperer-instinct. Suddenly I couldn't see anything but blue eyes. They engulfed my vision and the chanting started. I heard drums in the background and smelled smoke, felt heat on my skin. I was falling…

***

I was sitting next by a campfire and watching a man wearing feathers, leather and horns on his head. The musky scent was all over the place from the rugs we were sitting on. He was black, African and was singing continuously while he was dancing around the fire. I was in a row with youngsters and listening for the story he was telling us about a fearless warrior and a ferocious beast with huge mane. The warrior killed the beast and cut off its head, wearing as a crown. But the spirits of the wild wasn't pleased, sent a huge pack of hyenas to the man. He was strong enough to defeat them, but understood the message. From that moment he was singing to the wild an apology and giving his life to feed a hungry lioness with cubs.

Then he told us a legend about the spirits roaming across the land in the shape of animals, watching the people of ours and guiding them, punishing them, encouraging them to act noble deeds. And our little tribe was one with the gift to understand the beasts. This gift was given by a spirit after the founder saved a couple of lion cubs from a fire and raised them as his owns. The young people and the young beasts were understood each other like siblings as they grow to men and women.

This gift was passed from father to son, from mother to daughter and soon the lions were able to transfer this gift to others from different tribes. The shaman told us we were chosen to receive this gift as we showed them we were in love with the beasts and respected them. He warned us, this gift will be withdrawn by the spirits if we show them disrespect towards the animals.

Then he was chanting on words we did not understand, an ancient magic. Summoning this gift from the wilderness, he poured some liquid into the fire and the flames turned to white like the sun itself.

Suddenly a lioness walked into the middle of the group. Her presence made us whisper the ancient words too. Her fur was white and her eyes were shining in blue, like the sky. She looked at me and I felt myself falling into them. She was a spirit! The spirit of the lions! Her eyes engulfed my vision and I was falling…

***

I was laying on the ground and watching the stars above me for a few minutes till I realized what just happened. She mesmerized me somehow and I saw a strange vision of the past. Probably the origin of the lion-whisperers. The whispering and the chanting was familiar, I heard them every single time I met with the lions. But it was started at the circus, right after I seduced Samantha. Was she the one who gave me this gift? Was this meant to me? Or was it an accident? David was more worthy than me. George was the perfect man as he was helping the lions and preserving the nature.

“Why me?" I asked Myka as she stood next by me and looked down. I saw the intelligence and now something else in her eyes. The weight of the ages, hundreds or thousands of years of experience were peeking behind those sapphire eyes. Maybe millions of years. She was a spirit of the nature in a form of a lion. She lowered her mouth to my ears and I was waiting for words, waiting her to speak something, to explain why this happened with me.

But she just licked my ear and rubbed her jowls to me. I was laughing on my stupidity. She is a lion and lions can't speak. Not with human words at least.

“I love lions." I whispered to her and she was smiling at me with her eyes. “I'm in love with lions." I corrected myself. My hand started ache so I sat up and looked the wound Samson made. Myka sniffed, licked and went inside her cave without saying bye. Then my eyes popped open; George had sex with her for six years! He was having sex with a spirit!

“Don't worry! I will keep this secret. Just don't hurt George. He is a good man." I told her as she was laying down. I only got a glimpse but it was clear that Myka or who- whatever was she, had feelings for that strange man too. The strangest couple of the world!

Samson was back and walking to me slowly. The whispering returned too and I welcomed it gladly. The musky scent covered me and I reached for the lion with my mind. He paced up and when he reached me I grabbed his neck and hugged with force. I was a lion; he was my brother. Like a family reunion. I felt his regret because of the bite and he knew I wasn't angry because of it. Just a stupid accident won't separate a family.

*

The morning caught me within hugging paws of a lioness. When I returned the first thing was that I laid into that lion-pile and was sleeping in the next minute. Naked of course so I felt my morning wood under a paw of another lioness. As soon as she noticed she niffed and licked.

“Good girl. Don't stop now." I said and pulled closer a muzzle to mine. While my cock was engulfed I exchanged a deep kiss. I moaned into a lioness's mouth as the one on my cock did a fantastic job.

“Oh. I was not expecting this." I heard George and as I looked up he was standing next by the door and he was confused; should he stay and wait, should he go away? I did not blame him for the moment of indecision. I was in the middle of a lion pile and a lioness was kissing me, meanwhile another was giving me a blowjob. Under my head there was a huge mane, it was Samson who were still sleeping, next by me another male licking the lioness fellating me. On my right hand, two lionesses on their back and one reaching out for the kiss.

“I don't know what to do now." I admitted. If I stop the lioness slurping with closed eyes, he will see my cock. Currently it was hidden, deep inside a wet mouth. If I don't stop, I will have sex in front of my boss. I call this a tricky situation.

“I… will give you ten minutes to finish… this. Then meet me in the kitchen. We will go out to meet some wild cheetah… ehm… ten minutes." Then he walked away in hurry. Then minutes? I can do a lot of things within ten minutes. I thought, then pulled my cock out from her mouth and leaned to a lioness on her back.

I crawled a little higher till the point I felt my cock touching her back end and laid on top of her. She looked up and put her paws around my neck like she was saying; 'do it' so I reached back to my cock and aligned it to her opening. That was my favourite part; penetrating a lioness slowly. If I would let myself to the feeling and if she is eager to help me, it will bring you to orgasm till you reach the bottom. I was about to test this.

My tip quickly popped inside as she was super slippery by that time. She was really into, what a naughty cat! The first muscle ring is almost half an inch after the opening, and it was tensing and releasing continuously. Like a hungry maw waiting to be fed. I felt this rhythmic grabbing and crushing movement slowly slide onto my shaft and I let out a moan. I knew in an instant this will be a really quick fuck.

I fully laid on top of her and caressed her chest and neck with my hands. My whole weight relied on her stomach and on her hip. I slowly guided my penis deeper and deeper. The tapered shape was tricky as after two inches it narrowed down till the bottom. So when I passed the second muscle ring the tension on my cock-head slowly increased inch by inch as the tunnel became tighter and tighter as well.

Lionesses has lot of tricks inside of their vagina. The whole thing is moving, twisting around your cock, like they really want you to finish as soon as you can. This eager movement also brings them to orgasm as well if you can stay long enough in or you hit the bottom hard. They have shorter vagina which means when my penis is fully inside the tip hits the cervix and pushes a little deeper. Technically I stretch the tube for an inch If I hit my pelvis to the lioness's pelvis. And I can tell you lionesses loves to be stretched by a penis.

So as I hit the bottom and pushed forward she purred up and even yowled a little because of the sudden pleasure. This is a giving and taking stuff so when you make your lioness enjoy the sex she will attack you with pleasure too. Her whole vagina started to shake and pulsate, grabbing and releasing my cock. Muscle rings were collapsing and moving on the whole length and the intense heat was too much for me.

But there is another thing you should know. If you cum deep inside a lioness, she will climax too, no matter what. As I roared up with her and the first spurt hit her cervix she grabbed my neck and pushed me to her chest while hind legs were kicking and wiggling under me. Her tail was coiled to my legs and she yowled her pleasure to the world.

It took me a minute to gather myself and roll off from her. The whole thing didn't last more than two minutes but I was tired like I would have run a Marathon. The greatly pleased beast was rolling from side to side, still purring with closed eyes. 'Yep! I know how to keep cats satisfied.' I thought with a smile

Six minutes later I was in the kitchen with George and with other two people. One was a black man in a safari hat and long shorts, the other was a white woman. She was so pale I thought she was emitting light from her skin. Her hair was red, curly and eyes were green.

“She is Sophia and he is Joe." George introduced them.

“Joe?" I was surprised as I expected something exotic.

“Nick name. Easy from you people." He shook my hand so I could feel the strength in his lean body. He was stronger than he looked like.

“Joe is a perfect tracker. Sophia is a brilliant vet. We will go out and hunt down a cheetah. It was getting too far into this land and will cause trouble. I don't want to hurt it, but I will defend this territory and the inhabitants." George drank his last drop of coffee and we were heading to the car.

*

The dusty road was shaking me and if I wouldn't grab the car body I would fell from it after two meters. George was driving really fast so we, passengers could only prey for our lives. Sophia seemed relaxed, she only grabbed her backpack and was thinking on something. Joe were standing on the back seat, through the roof and looking for the cheetah. I had no idea why I was in that group. I could understand lions, not cheetahs. All right, both are big cats but there are differences. For example, I have never met one so I did not know if my gift was working on them too. If not… well… Joe had a tranquilizer gun.

“There! Under that tree!" Joe shouted to us and George kicked the break. I almost hit the windshield with my head it was so sudden.

“All right. Tim, use your trick. Joe if Tim has no effect on the beast you will shoot. Sophia, be prepared for anything. I will handle the second gun in case everything goes to south." George told as the action plan. I had concerns but just nodded continuously. 'Let's do this!'

The cheetah was laying on the ground and grooming its fur. I slowly got myself closer and closer till I was only twenty meters away. Still squatting in the tall grass I peek out. It was a female, surrounded by a few bloody bones and meat pieces. It was a gazelle once, but currently only her food. I tried to reach out and hear the whispering and chanting. The ancient rite, the incomprehensible words, came slowly and I was uncertain about for a few seconds. Then the musky scent filled my nose and the noises were as loud as with lions.

The cheetah picked up her head and all the whiskers and ears were bent forward looking for the strange phenomenon. Which was me emerging slowly onto my feet. A pale boy, barely into the adulthood in the wild Africa who can whisper to lions. A lion himself. In the next second the beast was on all four and looked confused. I did not blame her. As the eyes met I saw her fear. My scent was something special, a little like hers but a little different. I was something she never saw before. She was thinking on running away, despite her stomach was full, and not just with food. She was pregnant!

I slowly walked closer and closer till I was just a step away. She snarled at me and made her claws ready to attack, pulling a paw up and showing me the pointy weapons she had. But I did nothing threatening despite my whole presence was a clue to her. I reached out to her face, still keeping the eye contact and when I touched her jowls I felt her scent and mine merging. They were like Lego pieces fitting perfectly. 'So this thing is working with any kind of Big Cats!' I thought and caressed the now purring beast and patted her neck.

“Fantastic! Can you lead her to the car?" I heard George from the bushes. So I coaxed her with my whispering skills to the car and made her jump to the cargo bed of the car we arrived.

“Hyenas!" Joe cried and jump onto the car bed too pointing with his tranquilizer gun to the direction. Suddenly there was a hyena next by me. He came from the tall grass. As soon as eyes caught each other I heard the chanting getting stronger and stronger. It was wild and burning like a fire. It was echoing in my bones and the drums were also in the background. It wasn't that clear ever before.

The rest of the pack arrived and twenty-five laughing and snarling beast were all around the car.

“Get into the car! Quickly!" George shouted as he jumped to the driver's seat. Unfortunately, Sophia stumbled on something and fell to her buttocks. This was the sign when the animals started the attack. I could only see a second before a huge female lunged forward with bared teeth, targeted Sophia.

“Stop!" I cried but it sounded like a roar. Every hyena froze in motion and closed their mouth, stopped laughing. “Back off!" I cried again, the beasts started to backing into the tall grass without a single noise. The drums were sparkling in my head, the chanting almost deafened me and the musky scent was chocking me. I could taste it in my throat. But the realization came. I wasn't just a lion whisperer;

I was a beast-master!

Then in the corner of my eyes, I saw Myka. Only her ears and eyes were peeking out from the grass not too far from me. I saw her joy, she was happy that I made this realization. Like this was her plan anyway.

“What are you up to my dear spirit lioness?" I whispered to myself while the hyenas ran away.

“Get inside now!" George cried again and I quickly helped Sophia into the car. Hopped onto the car bed and leaned to the Cheetah girl. She purred while we drove back to the buildings.

I think I have much to learn about the gift I got… and what are the plans of that mysterious lioness spirit? I think I will figure out in a way or another.

To be continued?