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Savani knew just how to pose herself in the morning light to make herself irresistible. Bed sheets laid just so across her body. Covering that much of her hip, wrapped over her front, one breast just barely exposed. Both arms up to allow her breasts to fall just so. The golden light of the dawn draped across her body, setting her silvery white fur ablaze. She allowed her eyes to stay mostly closed. The blood red of her eyes hidden behind a screen of her hair. Of course her privates were on full display. The inflamed, pink lips of her pussy plainly visible between her outstretched legs.

Emperor Rakanu didn't disappoint as he walked into the room. The large, golden furred male stared down at her with a hungry look in his eyes. His lip curled back ever so slightly as he breathed in her scent. Only years of training and teasing kept the smile off her lips as she saw his spear begin to raise. His body telling him what she had warned only the day before. Yes, his senses would snarl at him, she's in heat. She is clearly waiting for you to put another heir in her.

The twins were growing bigger. Already starting to run about and cause trouble for the nannies in the nursery. Ah how she and Rakanu both loved to play with their children. Though she knew her Emperor was eager to secure his bloodline further, and she was his favorite. The one that he gladly called his Empress.

As such, it was no surprise when he crossed her chambers and pulled the fine sheets back to expose her fully. Yet still Savani continued the ruse. Merely muttering as her body was exposed to the air. Pink pussy exposed to the air now. Glistening in the morning light. Her breasts, still full from the regular feedings her cubs needed. Even though they had their own wet nurses, she'd insist on allowing them to feed. Not just because it was her royal milk, but because she knew how it made Rakanu hunger as well. Motherhood had softened the harder edges of her body, but she made sure she remained fit and agile. Even if her hips and breasts were larger now, and belly had a sag do it. She found it lovely, and Rakanu found it irresistible.

Savani chuffed and rolled onto her side. Tail flicking out as she groped sleepily for the covers. Feeling for them as if still mostly asleep.

"You and your games," Rakanu chuckled as he climbed into her bed. "I know you're awake, demon." His tone was light, playful, barely above a whisper this early in the morning. Yet he knew his role and played perfectly. Grabbing her hips and flipping her over. She rolled her face into the pillow in anticipation as he grabbed the base of her tail and lifted. Slamming his royal scepter into her with a single thrust.

"Grrrm!" Rakanu growled over her as she gasped into her pillow. He took a moment to savor the feel of her about him. Her needy, hungry pussy grabbed and pulled at his cock, begging him for his regal seed. She lifted her body to gasp as he buried every inch into her depths. Only to have the male shove her face back down into the bedding. Hands shifting to her shoulders as he leaned over her. He drew back and those barbs raked her insides in the way that made her shiver. Scratching that itch that only her Emperor could.

Savani buried her yowl into the pillows. Reaching back to grab at his hips as the male slammed into her. Driving her harder into the bedding. His breath puffed against her neck. Deep, primal, needing to drain his morning excitement into her. Heavy balls clapped off her thighs and belly as he fucked her with savage intent. There were no words, none were needed. Savani's body clenched and shoved, hips driving back to meet his. He met her with snarl and pants. Teeth bared, covering her neck and shoulder in kisses and bites. Hands roamed over her. Dancing between her legs to tease her pearl. Making her jump up and back into him. Then around her front to grab a breast and nipple. Twisting and squeezing in a way that made her arch and snarl on her own. Only to have him shove her back down and redouble his efforts.

Harder, faster. Their bodies clashed like a pair of titans. His powerful, muscled form driving her to the bed. Her more agile body twisting and writhing, squirming from under him only to drive her hips back towards his with a snarl. It was no surprise when her insides clenched and shuddered. A blissful roar breaking from the lioness as she came. The noise drown out as he drove her face into the bedding and lunged over her. Hand slamming into the headboard and drawing new claw marks along the surface. His imperial cock drove deep. Barbs raked her insides just so. Playing with her core a mere second longer before his body cracked off hers. Those delicious, gloriously full balls leaping against her. Pumping his royal seed deep into her once more.

Breath puffed against her neck as Rakanu hung his head and panted. He gave her a light bite and tug at her scruff. “Demon,” he breathed.

She laughed, “Conqueror,” the lioness stretched slowly as he pulled away. Savani narrowed her eyes as she rolled onto her back and gazed up at him. How dashing he looked, bathed in the light of the early morning light. His golden fur almost seem to catch and intensify the light.

“Oh?” he laughed at her as he lay on his side, “has the Emperor finally tamed the wilds?”

She let out a chuff and turned, showing her back to him. “One can not simply tame that which is wild. One can only temper it briefly.”

He breathed out a laugh and rolled over on top of her, "Oh? One cannot tame the Demon?" He casually grabbed her wrists and pinned them overhead. "One will just have to try harder..."

Jazel watched from behind the curtains, as she usually did. The antelope breathed out a silent huff as she listened to the lions and their rut. She stood just far enough back from the sheer curtains that she was a mere shadow. Yet close enough she could see just how energetic the couple were. Ah she knew just how her Savani could get when in heat. Her passions had been tempered as of late, but being a mother could only cool her for so long.

Ears perked as she listened to the big cats snarl something at each other. She wouldn't call it sweet nothings or pillow talk. No, it was a challenge and answer. They will destroy the bedding and I'll have to see about replacements. Yet even as the thought came to her, she found herself stepping forward. Nudging the curtains aside just enough to watch.

The antelope bit her lip at the sight of Savani on her back. Legs pointed to the heavens. Arms wrapped tight about Rakanu. She admired the way the light played over his body. Powerful muscles rippling and shifting under his fine pelt. Oh she could imagine just how it would feel to be under him. That brutal, yet elegant form just putting everything he had into making her scream. Leaving her body aching and humming with raw bliss as he lay claim to her. Jazel bit her lip and let her hand trail down her front. As usual, she wore rather light clothing, made of material similar to the curtains. Light enough to allow one to see her body, but thick enough to hide more than shapes. She pushed her fingers past her own bottoms and bit her lip. Holding back a pant as she stroked her own needy lips. Spreading herself open, a finger dipping into her own heated core as she watched the lions fuck. Digging her finger deeper, trying to match the Emperor's pace. Imagining how it must feel to have those royal balls clapping off her backside.

A roar sounded as Savani arched. Shuddering under her partner as she hit her peak. Rakanu wasn't far behind. Driving his full weight into her as he buried himself to the root. Jazel panted as she stared at his balls. Envious of the way they lifted and heaved, giving the lioness what her body craved.

She stepped back as the lions parted. Savani snarling again as those regal barbs raked her insides. Rakanu panted, "It is with regret that One must leave His for a while." Savani sank back to the bedding and fixed him with a look. "One shall endeavor to return by the noon sun for some..." his eyes trailed over her body as he licked his lips, "refreshment."

"And the evening?"

Jazel could hear the smirk, "Shall be spent exhausting Oneself."

Savani breathed out a dramatic sigh and waved her hand, "Then the Demon shall excuse One until the noon." It was all part of The Game. A dance played by the royal pair that had gone on for as long as Jazel had known Savani. The playful irreverence and disrespect. "She shall restrain herself to the Gardens and baths, but will return here for," it was her turn to look him over with a smirk, "refreshments."

Rakanu nodded and snapped his fingers. Jazel quickly wiped her fingers off on her hip and stepped forward. At the same moment, a rather slim, well groomed aardvark male stepped out from curtains on the other side. He was tall, with jewels and chains along his arms and long fingers. From her position across the room, Jazel could only just spy the tent in Nasya's pants. "See to it that the guards and servants are barred from entering the Gardens, Baths, and these rooms. One does not wish for his Lady to be stared at in her current state."

"Sire," Nasya and Jazel intoned at the same moment. Nasya crossed his arms and bowed slightly. He cast a quick look towards Jazel and nodded.

As one, the pair of them stepped back behind the curtains and into the hidden passageways that only they used. Jazel quickly circled around, delicate hooves clicking off the stone floors. Nasya moved to intercept her after a few feet. They pressed close together in the narrow hall, the aardvark almost pinning her to the wall. "How clear do we wish those rooms to be?" he kept his voice low despite their solitude. It was his way of asking how discreet she believed things needed to be. As he asked, he let his hand trail over her hip and down. Snaking past the loose edge of her pants, nails scraping over her hip.

Jazel breathed a low sigh, "I believe there are other rooms that would need greater attention." Meaning that she didn't want anyone near those rooms. Ostensibly, it would be for Savani's privacy. Not to mention to keep any wayward guards or other felines from following her scent. All likelihood was that she'd be masturbating and playing with herself, and they couldn't have someone seeing the empress in such a state. Though Nasya also knew what happened last time she was in this state. So this was also a request to keep things quiet.

Speaking of quiet, Jazel followed suit and reached down the front of his loose pants. The emperor's aide barely breathed a huff as her fingers graced his shaft. Ears twitched as they heard low snarls from the lions. Seemed the pair were at it again. The handmaid shared a look with the manservant. They had a few moments at least. Nasya pushed her pants down as she fished his cock out. Rather average in size and length, she let his tip come up to rest against her mons. He breathed out a low huff as he leaned forward. Planting a hand on the wall and rocking his hips. Grinding his tip against her slick pussy with a quiet moan. "Do you think the Lady will be seeking relief again?"

"Is the day bright?" she breathed a laugh, using it to hide her pant. She felt warmth flood through her own loins. Need dripping onto his spire as he pressed closer. Nasya planted a hand on either side of her, head close to hers, hips grinding slowly. “Is the same one still around?”

It took him a second to connect the dots, “The liger male?” he groaned. Rocking hips faster, grinding into her body. Not penetrating, not yet, just letting her need soak his length and warm him through. She nodded and breathed out a moan for his ears alone, thighs pressing tighter on either side of his length. “I believe so,” he breathed out. “He had been placed with six women, not counting Her Majesty.”

Jazel reached down to grip his shaft, stroking it as his tip brushed past her entrance. Thumb playing with her own pearl as she moaned a low, “Mhmm?” into his ear.

Nails scraped off the wall as he rocked his hips faster now. Precum spilling on her fur as he groaned, “One confirmed.” He knew of the Empress’s time with the gladiator, and had shared in Jazel’s worry about the young heirs. Though, despite their appearance after birth, took strongly after their parents. Large, yes, hints of stripes on the boy, but that golden fur was too unmistakable. “Mouth?” he breathed.

“If you wish,” Jazel sank down as he stepped back. Calmly opening her mouth and leaning in. The aardvark neatly tucked his tip against her lips and stroked himself. All it took was a moment before he groaned, then his sweet, thick cum began to pump into her maw. She smiled up at him and ran her tongue around his tip, tending to the male’s head as he emptied himself into her maw. Swallowing with a slow, delicate gulp. He pulled back after a mere moment, smiling as Jazel held out her tongue. Showing off that last bit of his seed before she swallowed. “That will be a small relief to know.”

Nasya nodded and stepped back, adjusting his own pants, “I shall inform the others to get refreshments and vacate the area.” There was a question in his eyes. That unspoken Unless that hung there.

“Then I shall go retrieve the Gladiator.” He nodded and helped her to her feet. The pair falling into single file and silence. Not that it would keep her from reaching out and giving his rear a good pinch. “Keep his highness ready for her ladyship tonight.” Jazel smiled too sweetly as she parted ways and headed for the deeper tunnels.

“And why should I retrieve him for you?” the guard stared down at Jazel blankly. It was an antelope buck, she should forget his name. It was only burned into her memory because she had to deal with him so often.

She kept her expression neutral, “Because I was ordered to come get him.” An ear twitched, “Unless there is a need for him.” Which she knew there wasn’t, not for weeks.

Leem fixed her with a look, "And who told you to come get him? For what purpose is he being taken out of his chambers?" The buck fixed her with a look that told her he wasn't afraid to waste her time here.

Jazel flared her nostrils and let out a snort of annoyance, "What my purpose with him is none of your concern. Nor is this to be recorded or spoken of." She knew Leem knew who she answered to, and also knew that he shouldn't push his luck. Though she also knew that he was just dumb enough he might try something that could bring up some questions she'd rather not answer. She also knew that she didn't want to push too much, lest he purposefully make things difficult for her. "Perhaps we can reach an arrangement?" She dropped her voice and added a more sultry tone. "Surely it will take a moment to retrieve him. In that time perhaps I could offer you," her fingers brushed his arm, "something in return?"

Leem's nostrils flared now that she was this close. Picking up her scent as the antelope doe stood that close to him. "Well, something could be arranged..." A smile crossed his lips, "Yes, I believe I can think of something." He took a step back, half turned, and whistled, "Bring Raj up, he is being taken out for," Leem's eyes traced over Jazel's body as she turned. The doe casually shifting her clothes enough to bare her backside as she leaned forward. One hand on the wall as she reached back to spread her cheeks apart, flashing her slick pussy towards him, "exercise."

There was some muttering from down the hall, but Jazel heard someone shuffling around on the other side of the bars. Leem, however, was already unbelting his pants and pushing them down. Cock already at attention as he slid behind her. "Make sure you pull out before you finish," she breathed as he fumbled his cock against her slit.

"Of course," the guard muttered as he rubbed his stiffening cock against her. Inwardly, Jazel frowned at how slender he was, but hid it with an impressed croon. The buck wasted little time in pushing in. Shivering as her warmth wrapped around his cock. It was one thing to have a partner who knew what she wanted, or even to be put with a male that might produce a hearty offspring. Days, or even hours, with a partner tended to edge towards mutual pleasure. What Leem did was simply to get off.

Hands groped and grabbed at her hips as he threw himself against her. Body clapping off her rear as he muttered little things. Every few thrusts, he'd bring his hand up and strike her rear roughly. Nothing Jazel found unusual or unexpected. She didn't want to disappoint or insult, so she put on an act as well. Pushing back into him, moaning, gasping, and praising his prowess. All working to make him think that she was the best she'd felt. When he was barely even warming her up by the time his pace began to falter. "Not inside," she breathed, trying to sound breathless and pleasure ridden.

To her amazement, the buck did pull out and grab his cock. Hand flying over his length. Jazel somehow managed to turn herself around and kneel before he finished. Though it was a rush to get his tip lined up before he peaked. Splattering her face with his common born seed. Still, she closed one eye and praised him, allowing him to make a mess of her face.

All told, it was less than a moment between when her pants went down and when he was finishing. Far from the most impressive of her partners. Though, to her credit, she was right about it taking almost as long to get the pit fighter. Leem was fumbling his pants up and she was wiping her face with a hand as heavy foot falls approached the gates. Jazel managed to wipe most of his mess off her face as Leem turned to undo the locks.

Despite having seen the liger fairly recently, Jazel was still amazed at the sheer size of him. He had to duck through the gateway, and she could swear he had to turn sideways as well. Tan fur stretched over impressive muscles. Ghostly stripes and scars crossed his body here and there. She noticed a few new ones, including a set of four across his chest. Trophies from one of the other fighters, a female one, or so she'd heard. He wore only a loin cloth and a pair of heavy manacles about his wrists. The male's eyes brightened somewhat as he saw her. Recognition, perhaps, or just wondering if another female was being brought to him.

"Good," Jazel snapped her fingers and crooked one, "he is looking healthy and clean. Come along." The liger, dubbed Raj by the guards due to his size and record, bowed his head slightly and fell into step with the antelope female. "I shall return him, cleaned and exercised, before night fall."

Jazel led the male out of the barracks and through the buildings into servant halls she knew well. They were hardly wide enough for two people. If anyone else used them, even her slender form would have to turn sideways. Glancing back at the liger, she could see that his shoulders practically brushed either wall as he silently followed her. "I take it you remember me." A statement, not a question. He chuffed quietly and gave a slight nod. "Then you'll likely guess why I've been sent to get you." Another nod. "I trust you'll keep her entertained and occupied, but whole." She might have been mistaken, but she swore she saw him smirk. "First a bath though. I can smell the barracks on you from here." That made him pause and lift an arm. Sniffing at it delicately before shrugging.

The Baths were a paradise. Walled off from the harsh exterior, yet with windows high up to let in light and breeze. Fine tile created paths that meandered through an artificial grotto, hiding several pools for bathing. To Jazel's mild surprise, Savani was sitting at the edge of one of the pools. Casually running water over her arms and humming to herself. "My lady," the antelope bowed as she stepped through the hidden door and out of some ferns. Savani turned to look up, eyes widening with a huff as the liger stepped out behind her. Jazel turned and stepped aside. Raj lifted his arms as she reached out, but his eyes were locked onto Savani. Releasing his manacles were an easy enough task, chains rattling as she gathered them up.

"Has he been bathed?" Savani hummed.

Jazel shook her head, "I was about to."

A smirk, "I thought as much, which is why I came to cut you off. I believe refreshments were left in one of the halls?"

That was a clear dismissal, "I shall retrieve them."

Jazel's hooves clicked off the tile as she retreated. Neither Savani nor the liger turned to watch her. Instead, the male merely undid the wraps about his wrists and removed his loincloth. Proud cock swaying in the breeze as he stepped forward. "It is good to see you again, Beast." Savani felt her heart flutter as he ghosted his way closer to her. Feet barely making a noise on the tiled path, "Come and get that grime off yourself before you approach me." Her gaze dropped to his cock as it throbbed, starting to firm up as he approached. "Then I believe you know what…"

The pit fighter all but stepped over the lioness. Practically swinging a leg over her head and around. She chuffed as his cock nearly collided with her face. Turning as he plunged into the water and began to scrub his fur. Fingers plying through his hide and releasing clouds of dust and grime into the once pristine pool.

"You'll never get it clean like that. Here." Savani slid into the water with him and approached with a brush and some paste. She remembered just how large the liger was. Yet her memories did not do him justice. He towered over her as she approached. Barely coming up to his chest. His gaze bore into hers as she handed him a brush. Then took up one herself to begin lathering up his pelt. Her morning with her husband had cooled her need somewhat. So there was a measure of restraint in her motions. Yet she could feel that desire boiling up in her loins as she felt the liger's body under her hands. Recollection of that day in her last cycle flashed through her mind. Glancing at him, she could see he was examining her as well. Thoughts clearly casting back to that day as well. She splashed water on his chest, washing away suds and grime. Eyes drifting up to look at the liger's face. He was staring down at her, ears perked, and a strange smirk on his face. "And what are you staring a…"

He cut off her question by simply grabbing her shoulders and spinning her around. The lioness staggered, feet skidding in the soft sand of the bathing pool as she tried to keep her footing. Savani tried to gasp out a question, but a massive hand came down between her shoulder blades. A hand so large she swore it nearly spanned the entirety of her back. Her tail whipped out of the water as she snarled something wordless at him. The male merely caught it in his hand and smirked at her. Pulling her tail up and taut, tucking the tip into his maw.

With one hand freed, he reached down and hooked two fingers into her unceremoniously. Fur bristled as she bit back a moan, some part of her not wanting to show him how good it felt. Those thick, rough fingers prying her open, feeling her burning need grabbing at him. Yet her hips arched and pushed back, core trembling with need against the male's roughness. He smirked at her around that mouthful of tail. Fingers slipping out to grab his hardening cock. Thick tip nudged and probed her entrance before he shoved his still hardening cock into her.

Savani knew with certainty just how large he was. Yet the memory failed to live up to the reality. Her body jerked and back bowed as he rammed himself into her. She threw her head back to call out, but was silenced again. Thick fingers dug into her maw, hooking back and pressing against her tongue. She could taste her own juices and her Emperor's seed on this fighter's digits. The albino lioness arched and tried to stare back at him, hair falling into her eyes as the male rocked his hips. Barbs raking her insides as he stretched her to her very limits.

The memory of their last tryst all those months ago reigned strong in her mind. Many nights, she'd awoken from dreams of this gladiator pinning her down, ravaging her. Riling her body to the point where she had woken Rakanu by riding him like a savage animal. Even the memory of this liger's rutting had left her body sore on so many occasions.

Yet somehow, having him here in the flesh was some entirely new beast. He was slower than she recalled. Measured in his thrusts, somehow restrained yet brutal in the same stroke. She could barely draw a breath before his next thrust drove it from her. The male rocked her to the very core of her being. Using her with such casual ease that the lioness found herself a mere plaything in his grasp. Eyes rolling, tongue lashing against his fingers, drool trickling from the corner of her maw. Toes curled in sand and lifted up. Thighs crashing off the stony edge of the pool as he threw his full weight into her. Each thrust overstimulated the lioness. Coaxing her estrus-riddled body to grab at him stronger. She could feel pleasure building with each stroke. Every rasp of barbs along her insides made her fur bristle. His cock hammered her G-spot and balls pounded her clit. Nails scraped off stone and sand as her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Marraggghh!" she gurgled as her legs kicked up. Entire body thrashing in the throws of her climax. She tried to breath, tried to coax her mind to work. There was no room for breath, no time for thought. The male's face twisted into a hissing snarl. Arms wrapped around her as he wrenched her up against his broad chest. Savani's legs kicked at the air as she grabbed at the thick trunk of his arm. Gravity pulled her down into his thrusts as he hammered up into her. That massive head came down, forcing hers aside. Fangs dug in where neck and shoulder met. Her body twitched, pushed into prolonging her climax as he coaxed her to greater heights.

Then release!

One more thrust, a final drop, and she felt him in her. That mighty rod of his jerking as he pumped her royal cunt full of his commoner seed. Her eyes rolled back as her body cried out in bliss. Gleefully gripping and pulling at his cock. Drawing every drop he gave her into her very core. Low, little gasps breaking from the lioness as he filled her.

A moment passed. Then two. He huffed and pulled out of her slowly. Cock flopping free with a wet plop. Cum drooling from her body as he lowered her back down. Savani staggered on legs that refused to support her weight. He held her for a moment. Supporting her under her body cooperated. Then he seemed to smirk as he stepped back and crouched into the water. Casually starting to brush and scrub his fur out. Turning his attention to himself for the moment.

Fur bristled as she panted and stared back at him. Insides still aquiver. "Couldn't wait until you were clean, could you?" She sniffed almost delicately and turned. Breathing still ragged as she cleaned herself. More to take a moment to find her center more than anything.

Ears perked, "Ah, seems we do have refreshments." She nodded towards a tray that had been set by another of the pools. A tall pitcher, a pair of simple cups, some light snacking food. "And another pool to get away from," she waved her hand at the cloud of grime around the liger, "that."

Savani was amazed that her legs held her as she pulled herself out of the water and to the tray. She was still aquiver from the rutting she'd received. The old tales say the better a woman enjoys, the more and stronger her cubs are. Between my Rakanu and this fighter I should have more healthy children.

The thought had barely crossed her mind as large hands curled about her body again. Her partner had once again proven his stealth. Extracting himself from the pool and approaching with nary a sound. "Wait!" she huffed and twisted. The liger rocked back onto his heels and stared at her. Cock already stiffening again, reminding her of his seemingly boundless stamina. "I need a drink first." He nodded and looked at the pitcher. Calmly reaching over the pour them both a cup. Offering hers then sipping from his. She got a look at his mouth and took a slow draw. If only he had his tongue still. Wonder how large it would have been. Though the silence is one of the reasons I had chosen him.

Savani finished her drink and set it down. It barely clicked off the tray before he was scooping her legs up. She gasped and fell back on the smooth tile floor. The lioness was flexible enough that he easily folded her near in half. Feet coming to rest near her head as he loomed over her. It was her turn to reach down, feeling the weight of his cock as she lined him up. Nesting that fat lance against her aching body.

Then he slammed into her and she arched. Biting her lip with a sputtering hiss. He snarled over her, lip curling back to expose fangs. Thrusts came faster this time. Mighty balls crashing off her backside as the liger lay claim to her. She arched and pushed, writhing in his grasp. His grip was like iron, grasping her ankles, keeping her pinned to the floor. Savani reached up and pressed against his body. Feeling hose those muscles shifted and rolled.

His eyes dipped as he slammed his weight into her. Gaze falling to those bouncing breasts. Almost without thought, she reached up to snake her own arms around her legs. Neatly tucking each calf behind her shoulders. He paused for a beat, impressed, but then resumed his brutal fucking. Large hand sliding down her leg to her breasts. Cupping one, squeezing, kneading. She arched and bit her lip. Breath puffing from clenched teeth as her nipple surged up against his rough hand. Writhing, pushing, gasping, she tried to push both breast and hip into his hand. Pleasure tingling and surging through her. Radiating from her breasts as his fingers pinched and tugged. She felt the familiar tingle, the surge as he drew milk from her teat.

They must have surprised him. The liger slowed his thrusts and looked down at her nipple. Fingers toyed with the milk, looked at her heavy beasts. More surprise as he leaned down and bit her teat. Without tongue, he couldn't suckle like a cub might. Not that it would stop the male. Maw opened wide as he drew her breast inside. Hips picking right back up, hammering against her. His mouth shook around her breast as he growled lustfully. Cheeks caving as he all but inhaled her flesh.

Pleasure shot up her spine and she reached out. Fingers twining into his scraggly, damp mane. Savani clenched teeth and snarled. Body arching under him as his body crashed off hers. Pounding her into the floor. Driving all sense from her head. Leaving her mind drifting, helpless as he lay claim to her.

Then nothing. He pulled his cock out and she almost yowled in distress. Only one of his massive hands silenced her. Covering her muzzle as he shifted his attention to her other breast. Hungry maw engulfed her flesh. Matting her fur with drool as he panted and grumbled. Thick fingers replaced his cock. Hooking and curling against her insides, pumping faster, nearly lifting her off the ground. Her fangs dug against his hand as eyes rolled back. The male's skilled fingers bringing her to an abrupt and intense climax. Her poor body shot up under his, clenching around his fingers. Squirting her excitement as if she were a fountain. Shuddering breath puffing against his hand as her eyes rolled back. Yet his fingers kept plying her depths. Making a mess of her as he jostled and stirred up the cum waiting within her.

A mere breath before she was certain her mind would shatter, he pulled his fingers back, removed his mouth from her breast, and released her from the ever upwards spiraling Rapture. Savani panted, eyes unfocused as he moved around. Barely registering where he was before his cock smacked off her cheek. The lioness mewled, surprised, off guard. Only able to watch as he stroked his manhood. Looming over her with a low grumble, then a clenched jaw as he erupted. Thick cum coating her face and breasts. Marking her with his seed as he huffed, jerking into his hand. She huffed and arched, maw wrapping around his balls. Slurping needily on them as she reached up to help stroke his length.

Jazel had left Savani and Raj for a time. Much as she did enjoy watching her friend and Empress getting railed, there was too much of a good thing. Now she was rushing back to the baths. Fresh tray in hand as she exited the secret door. No surprise, the lioness was on her side, a dazed and pleased look on her face. Raj stood in the water, lioness' leg in his grasp, doing his best to split her in half. Cum stained the Empress, painting her face and hair, all but pouring from her abused pussy, and matted her thighs.

"Savani," Jazel snapped her fingers, "Raj!" The lioness' head rolled, but her eyes were distant. His head swung around, eyes wild but mostly controlled. "She needs to clean up, you need to stop for a moment." The liger growled. A noise so deep and primal it nearly drove the antelope back a step. She had dealt with the predators her entire life though. Tamping down the instinct, she stalked forward and hissed, "Unless you want to lose that manhood, do as I say."

Now that seemed to get through to him. With an annoyed look and a huff, he pulled back. Savani groaned and pawed for him, but came to her senses quick enough as she saw Jazel. "Your Emperor will be here shortly." Jazel watched the liger stand up, cock still rigid and throbbing. How many times had they had sex, yet he was still eager for more?

Savani bit back a groan and looked at the liger. "A rest then. After a quick lunch and respite," the way her eyes drifted over his body was telling enough. "Take him to the passage and wait for my Rakanu to leave." The lioness rolled into the water with less grace than a drunk fish and began to clean up.

Raj snorted, but followed Jazel as she hurried him into the passage behind a screen of plants. Ushering him into the narrow hall and following behind. Ducking in mere breaths before the bath doors opened and Rakanu entered. Golden fur all but glowing as he hurriedly stripped down.

Jazel stood by the door, peering through the hidden slit. Carefully watching as the Savani came out of the water like some mythical creature and began to flirt with her husband. Pleasantries were exchanged. Wine offered and sipped. Rakanu mused over the empty tray, but Savani said it was from Jazel. Then the pair began to get physical. Petting, touching, kissing, and gasping sweet things to one another.

Jazel's ears perked as the liger shifted. His massive head lowered to peer through the slit with her. Silent, as one would expect, as he watched the lioness he'd spent all morning fucking was taken by her mate.

Then, curiously, she felt the male's erections prodding her backside. Could her smell the heat on her too? Would that work up a liger as it would a buck? Or was he merely still roused from his interrupted tryst? Jazel tried to ignore the warmth and weight of it as it lay against her thigh. Though her ear twitched against the male's nose as he snorted. A low, grumbling noise as if complaining without words. He shifted, and his cock slid its way between her thighs.

Jazel froze as it pressed there and stayed. Threatening to pry her thighs apart with its sheer girth. She stole a glance down and felt panic rise again. He's huge! Yet it stayed there. Throbbing with some menace that made her stomach churn with both desire and fear. The male leaned forward and peered through the slit, watching as the royal lions rutted right there. His cock throbbed, pressing against her. Jazel felt her own need throb, that heat that had been simmering all day spiked now. It took all she had not to push and grind into him. Yet even then, she couldn't stop the shimmy and squirm of her own thighs.

Another grunt puffed at her neck. His hand, massive and warm, fell to her thigh and traced her hip. Jazel's ears shot up then lay back. She turned her head to look back at him. Only to find herself eye to eye with the liger. He stared at her, as if waiting to see if she would respond to him. She took the hand on her hip and guided it down. Curling over her hip, across the curve of her thigh, under her sheer clothing, and then to her warm folds.

His fingers went to work right away. Petting gently before spreading her open. Curling just enough to tease her engorged clit. Her eyes fluttered as she breathed out a huff. His fingers spread her open more, teasing her clit and rolling the engorged pearl. Her thighs shook and she almost fell to her knees. She managed to catch herself though, legs steadying. Raj breathed out a chuff, almost laughing. Her ears flushed and folded back as she huffed at him. Then his fingers tapped her clit and pulled back, ask if asking her Should I stop? She squirmed and he continued, sliding his fingers deeper into her. Starting to stroke faster, the slick sound of her heat filling the servant's passage. She leaned back and started to moan. Only to have his hand wrap around her muzzle and silence her.

Brief panic, but it settled as he continued to gently tease her. Jazel was curious to say the least. She had been with buck, bull, and aardvark. Never a big cat, and certainly never one as large as this male. Her ear twitched, wondering why he hadn't just tried to force himself on her. Then a memory of him working to keep Savani quiet. Perhaps he didn't like to draw attention, or preferred his partners silent?

She snorted, hooves almost chiming as she stepped her legs apart. Fine, but be quick. She tried to convey as she pushed her pants down and flicked her tail up. His hand helped push her pants out of the way before retreating to grip his base. At the same moment hers slid to spread her plush cheeks apart, flashing dark lips of her pussy at him. She took a breath as he nudged his cock against her. She'd seen it in passing, but feeling it now? Her mind raced to that elephant bull shed laid with once before.

His thrust knocked the breath form her lungs and lifted the doe off the ground.

Jazel's hooves clattered as she tried to regain her footing. His hand wrapped about her waist and held her up off the ground. Physically lifting her up as he pulled out, only to slam her full weight back down on his raging erection. The impact of the blow sent ripples along her backside and drove a bleat into the hand around her mouth.

She had been with thicker males. She had been with rougher males, and males that only lasted a few thrusts. Only all of them had largely smooth cocks. Maybe veins, or some other odd fracture here or there. Barbs were something entirely new to Jazel. The way they hooked and drug against her insides. Scratching without causing too much discomfort. They hit every surface within her body. The doe twitched and jerked, body writhing against his.

Her legs hung limply, hooves several inches off the ground. Eyes rolled in her head as she snorted, nostrils flared. Somewhere nearby, she heard lions roaring and snarling. Yet her entire world was consumed by the liger behind her. Powerful muscles trapping her to his body. Mighty heart hammering against her back. Low growls and wordless grunts filled her ears. Dangerous fangs brushing her neck and ear. All while that beast of a cock battered her insides. Pleasure crashed against her walls and overtook her. Hands groping at his arms and side as she peaked. Squirting around the cock that continued to hammer. Her silken walls grasping and squeezing him as he continued.

By the stars, at this rate he's... Was the only thought that managed to slip through her head as he rattled her harder. Body clapping off her rear. Lifting and dropping the doe physically. Her poor, wonderfully ruined pussy grabbed and soaked his cock. Matting his fur with her own heat juices. Her burning core wrapped around his length and trembled. Lights exploded behind her eyes as he fucked her right into another finished. Some part of her wondering how many he'd coax from her.

Then his body slammed into hers and stilled. She felt that thick cock flex and heavy balls leap. Thick, heavy gladiatorial seed filling her battered insides. Adding to the mess that dripped from her abused slit. She panted, going limp in his grasp, tail tickling his belly.

An ear twitched as she heard movement in the baths. A weary eye rolled towards the slit. Aided by the liger leaning forward to peer. Rakanu was pulling on his loin cloth. Savani on her back, legs spread and leaking a fresh load or two. A blissful expression on her lips. The Emperor said something with a smile. She blew him a kiss and watched as he left. Heavy doors shutting behind him, locking. Then footsteps retreating down the hall.

Raj pulled out of her battered pussy and released the doe. Jazel's legs gave out and she sunk to the floor. Panting, mind reeling as the male stepped past her. Strutting back into the baths where the Empress waited.

That evening did bring Jazel some rest at least. Though she could hear the lions going at it all night from her room. She wondered how Savani could have the stamina to withstand Rakanu morning, noon, and night, with the liger handling her in between. That one romp from Raj had been enough to leave the doe jelly legged for some time. Yet, by the sounds of things, both she and Rakanu were in the throes of it for much of the night. Only stopping for short rests here and there. Still looking rather ready for the day come morning. Jazel couldn't begin to imagine how the lions managed.

"Oh fuck, look at that ass jiggle."

Then again, Jazel was having to deal with two lackluster males. So that might be coloring her opinion.

Leem had insisted on another bribe when she went to collect Raj. Worse than that, Umini had gotten involved. Jazel glared up at him through her bangs as the male held onto her antlers. Casually slamming his full cock in and out of her mouth.

Leem's grip on her hips tightened, "Oh I know," he groaned, "should feel how she's grabbing me." His hand came off just long enough to slap her ass, "Nothing like a doe in season to make a guy..." he huffed, "make a guy..." Jazel felt his hips start to falter, getting rougher as he threw his full weight against her. "Urragghfuck."

She jerked as he threw himself against her once more. Trying to wrench away as the buck buried himself in her. That slender cock twitching as he pumped his virile load right into her vulnerable body. Something she'd pointedly told him not to do! She reached back to claw at him, but the two bucks grabbed her arms and held her in place. Leem rocking his hims as those swinging balls pulsed. Giving her every drop he could manage before he pulled out with a, "Oh, I was supposed to pull out. Oops."

Jazel snorted and tried to stomp at him, but the buck was used to dealing with far more unruly people than she was. Umini belated a laugh and pulled his cock out, slapping her face with his length. "Well, I'm about to go, and since you already put one in her." He grinned and the pair struck.

"Don't you DAURRRK!" Jazel started to scream at them, but Leem was already moving. The buck fished a sturdy wooden rod around her neck and pulled back. Cutting Jazel's protest off with a strangled noise. The men worked quickly, efficiently, clearly having done this more than once. Leem pulled her bare form back against his while Umini grapple her thighs and forced them apart. She fought as best she could, grabbing the club and kicking, but the males were that much more practiced. Umini slid right between her legs, lined up, and slammed his cock into her body before she could fully register.

Teeth bit at her ear before Leem licked, "Oh come now. You spend all day with those lions up there. We know you spread your legs for them when they ask. Can't hurt for you to do the same for us bucks now and then."

Umini grunted, pace brisk and hard. Slamming his body into Jazel's and rocking her back into Leem's form. "Probably thinks she's better than us. Seen plenty of women in the palace walking around knocked up. Not this one though." He slapped Jazel's thigh and pant-laughed.

"Soon though," Leem bleated a laugh, "Don't leave a mark on her though. This one's precious to them up top." He turned and breathed into her ear, "And she don't want it getting out what she's been doing down here, does she? Down here bribing us guards. Not letting us do our duty as antelope males. Stinking the place up with her scent before traipsing off with a cat."

Maybe if they had decorum, or could make me cum. Jazel bit back the insult, gritting her teeth as she decided to bear this insult for now. She'd find some way to get them.

"Gonna," Umini breathed before throwing his head back and calling out. Balls clapping off Jazel's backside as he buried himself in her. Cock twitching as he gaze her the second filling in as many minutes. He pulled out and wiped his cock on her thigh, panting. "So what'd she want again? That big fuck?"

"Yeah, taking him out for exercise." Leem emphasized the last word with a roll of his hips. "And she's gonna keep quiet about this, won't she?" He pulled the rod tighter across her throat. Jazel snorted, but nodded her head, using years of practice to put on a mask to hide her fury at the assault. "That's a good doe, knows her place well." He let her go and stepped back as Umini pulled his pants up. Chuckling to himself as he went out retrieve Raj.

Jazel took a step away and pulled her pants back up. Stupid, foolish. Of course they'd do something like that. You really think that your title would spare you from their hands? As quick as they were to take you up on the offer, you knew they wouldn't be able to resist long. Especially as the days go on and it gets worse. Heavens above. She cursed to herself, ears flicking with annoyance as she waited. If she got to the baths quick enough, perhaps she could wash their leavings out. Though a full scrub down would be most welcome.

The gate opened and Raj appeared with Umini in tow. The liger looked down at her, started to take a step forward to follow her, then paused. Jazel saw his nostrils flare, eyes flicking from her, to the guards, and back. Something sparkled in his eyes, a question unspoken as an ear began to fold backwards. "Come, Fighter." Jazel snapped her fingers and started walking. There was a second of silence, then chains rattled as the liger fell into step with her.

Savani was waiting for them in the gardens today. The lioness wore nothing more than an eager look as she lounged on a low couch. "Well, I was wondering if you two got..." she froze and sat up, "Jazel, what happened?"

Of course she could read the doe's expression. Jazel had let the mask slip in the halls and felt herself on the verge of blind rage and tears. More than that, she had been with Savani for many years, they had shared many things. When she first started, she might have kept this secret or downplayed it. Instead, she filled the lioness in quickly. Savani's expression going cold with fury as well.

"Well," she mused as she sat there, "We will see something done about this. Though the question will be how to do it discreetly." She clicked her tongue, "Castration might be good, but..." A growling chuff burst from the liger. Savani looked up, "Yes?" Raj thumbed at himself. "Well I am certain you could take care of them, but can you do it and not get caught?" Savani chuffed back, "Much as I would love to see them twisted into broken heaps for this insult, I cannot stomach the thought of you going with them. I might want to use you more later." There was something in the male's expression, that crook of a smile he offered and the grumble they filled his tongueless mouth that made the women shiver. "Fine. If you are certain that you can handle them, then I am certain Jazel will be most welcome. I know I am. Which," her attention shifted, "Go bathe quickly. Take the time you need to recover."

Jazel bowed her head in a slight nod, turned, and left.

Savani grumbled low in her throat, "Savage, disgusting, brutal beings that have no right to call themselves men." The tip of her tail lashed as she growled and snarled. Gaze lifting to where the liger stood after a moment. Cuffs off, naked, just watching her with perked ears. "Oh you're savage and brutal as well, but in a far better way." She craned her head and stretched on the couch. Draping herself over the backrest so that her head hung over the side. "You already know that, don't you?" She cracked an upside down smile as his cock began to lift. The large male striding up to her, "Of course you do…"

She opened her mouth as he reached down to run his fingers through her hair. Making sure to grab a nice handful. The lioness couldn't help but moan as he brought his cock down, cracking the meat off her cheek and lips. Teasing her with the hardening flesh before planting the tip against her mouth and thrusting. She arched, moaned around him, and narrowed her eyes. Huffing as his girth surged into her mouth, past teeth and tongue, and rolled smoothly down her throat. Her tongue rolled against his base as he buried every inch into her mouth with a smooth motion. Those glorious balls of his bouncing off her muzzle.

A throaty grumble sounded from the male, as if praising her. She moaned around his cock and narrowed her eyes with bliss. Holding on as he began to use her mouth as he had her pussy countless times. Pulling on her hair as he had her tail, guiding her to his base. Savani swallowed hungrily around his length, licking where she could. Teasing his barbs with the rough texture of her tongue. He rewarded her by grabbing one of her breasts. Roughly kneading the supple flesh. Twisting her teat and pulling on it. Her eyes narrowed and body arched towards him. Swallowing needily as thighs pushed together. Excitement built as the male leaned forward.

Then he swung a leg up and over the rest, straddling the couch. Savani barely had time to register before he began to thrust. Clapping his groin off her muzzle. She jumped, squealed, but settled down as he tugged at her hair. Drool began to run from the corner of her maw and down her cheek. Panting around the male as he pulled and played with her. Using her body as he saw fit. Growling over her as those wonderful balls clapped off her nose. Her own hand, traitor that it was, snaked between her thighs and played with her drenched slit. Moaning around him as she arched and pushed. Gulping around his spire. Begging for more even as he threatened to choke the air from her.

Soon, too soon for her own liking, the male pulled back and chuffed. Massive hand closing around his length. Stroking it before her. The lioness arched her back and moaned, maw open and tongue out, hungry and eager. She stared, transfixed, as his cock twitched, lifted, then began to coat her face and waiting maw with his thick seed. She arched and closed her eyes. Allowing his cum to fill her mouth and pour over her cheeks and down into her hair. Marking her with his seed, laying claim to her as she rowled and panted.

He tugged at her hair, released, and stepped back. She took the hint and moved as quick as she dared. Flipping around on the couch, legs dangling off the back, waist on the curved cushion, and tail whipping in the air. His cock was still twitching as he grabbed her thighs and yanked her back into him. Slamming his spear into her depths. Savani nearly pulling the couch over as she grabbed it out of instinct. Gasping and throwing herself back into the male. Her fur bristled as strong hands and sharp claws drug over her flesh. Oh it was going to be a glorious morning!

Jazel took her time in the baths. Making sure to scrub every trace of the bucks out of her. Wiping, rinsing, splashing, and even submerging herself until her lungs screamed. Her mind flashed with countless images of what Raj may do to them, if he kept his wordless promise.

After a time, she pulled herself out. A quick dry off, fresh clothing, and then got refreshments. She was calmer as she returned to the gardens. A cool oasis sheltered away from the harsh sun outside. The room was mostly walled off, partially covered with a roof then canopies. It transitioned smoothly from oasis plants to a more desert environment. It was a wonderful, peaceful place where many people could steal moments of privacy. Of course, vacant now so the Empress could have some privacy.

She found the pair easily enough. Raj with his back against a tree. Powerful arms wrapped around Savani as he held her aloft. The male had wrapped her up in a strange hold. Legs folded up against her body, his arms snaked under her knees, up, and then locked into a secure grip behind her neck. Jazel watched as his muscles bulged under that fur of his. Flexing and driving as he lifted the lioness and dropped her bodily down on his cock time and time again. A look of raw bliss and mind-melting pleasure on her face. Tongue rolling as she panted for more even as his cum dripped from her slit.

Almost as if he'd been waiting for her. Raj hammered into Savani once more and bit onto her shoulder. The albino lioness' eyes rolled back in her head as her entire body trembled. Toes curling with raw ecstasy as his balls leapt and tensed. Adding to the mess he'd already made inside her. Jazel approached quietly and set the tray down, taking a step back and looking at them.

He lowered the Empress down and released her from the hold. Keeping her steady as she found her legs again and huffed. "Ah, good. I think we need a little," Savani tried to take a step, but her legs gave out. She wobble, caught herself, and then managed to just make it to the couch, "Break. Jazel, join us."

A chuffed laugh as the liger sat down as well. Jazel's ears twitched as she moved to join as well. She knew better than to try and argue with Savani. Especially with that tone. Not quite a command, but definitely insisting.

Light chatter between the lioness and antelope. Mostly discussing some music, the plants, and various comings and goings. Jazel knew more of the city and happenings than the Empress did. Not like Savani could don a disguise and go out, but the antelope doe? Few knew who she was.

A breather, a break, and some relaxation. Then the too casual question, "Do you want to join us for some?" as Savani sipped some wine.

Ears perked and rolled around, "Join you?" Jazel pondered, glancing at the liger. Her mind danced back to the day before when he'd nearly pinned her against the servants door and ravaged her. Giving her a taste of what he'd been delivering to the lioness.

“Mm," the lioness chuffed, "I asked our friend here if he'd like you to join. Then he wrapped me in that very firm hold and redoubled his efforts. I took that to mean a very enthusiastic yes. Unless I'm mistaken?" Jazel glanced at the male. He just smirked and let out one of his throaty grunts. Though the more sure sign was the steady rise of his manhood. Lifting and drooping with each beat of his heart. "Ah, good, I was right in my reading of his body language." Savani cracked a grin and chuffed. "Not to mention I need to make it up to you for all you've been doing for me."

Oh Jazel knew what that look meant and she squirmed. "It is my pleasure and duty." Yet even as she muttered that, she began to shimmy those sheer pants off. Savani leaned in and helped her remove them. Planting little kisses on her neck, down her front. Jazel lay back and lifted her legs. Savani grabbed her thighs and spread them. Rough tongue playing against the swollen doe slit. Raj moved to let Jazel lay back. Hovering nearby as Savani pushed her fingers into the doe. Jazel arched and panted, licking her lips, fingers tingling as she started to pull her top off as well.

Exposing herself fully to the two predators.

Savani took the invitation and slid up atop the antelope. Growling playfully as she nearly mounted the prey animal. Jazel shivered with delight, her attraction to the predatory creatures far more than those of her own type.

Legs twined and twisted around each other. Savani's bare slit grinding into Jazel's. She gasped and pushed into the lioness, biting back a bleat of delight. Movement in the corner of her eye. The liger was there, cock hovering between them. Jazel leaned to lick at his tip, only to find Savani there as well. Tongues met and wrapped around the tip. Dancing around the crown then the shaft as the male moved closer. Large, warm hands closed on either of their heads. Drawing Savani in first. Jazel watched as the lioness' jaws were stretched around the cock. Letting her tongue trail over the male's shaft and down to his balls while Savani gulped around the length. He pulled back and tugged at her head. Now it was her turn to taste him. To have her jaws stretched by his girth, sampling the lioness' excitement and his own lingering seed that covered his length. Savani's rough tongue bathed her throat as the male rocked his hips. Casually cramming his entire cock into the antelope's longer muzzle, threatening to drive into her throat. Excitement surged through her as she pushed up. Grinding her pussy against the lioness, pressing their breasts together.

Then he pulled away and moved around them. Jazel gasped, tongue running over her lips to gather what of him she could. Savani leaned over her. Tongues met, then lips as the lioness lay claim to her mouth. Cupping Jazel's head with both hands as she deepened the kiss. Jazel reached up to embrace Savani in turn, fingers looping through hair, pulling, arching. Eager for what was to come.

Heavy warmth slammed against her backside. Raj tucking himself close to them with a grumble. Slapping his meaty cock against Jazel's thigh to make her jump. He grabbed and pulled Savani's tail out of the way. The lioness tried to break the kiss to yowl, but it was Jazel's turn to trap her. Gripping that messy, cum-riddled mane so she could drive her tongue as deep as possible into the Empress' maw.

Thighs shook as the male lined up and pushed. Letting his cock grind between the two heated women. Pushing, teasing, rolling his body against them. Predator and Prey honey blending on his cock as they squirmed against him. Trapping him between them. He seemed to be enjoying himself. Gripping his cock, threatening to push it into one, only to slide past and tease both. Then repeating with the other. Always teasing, always toying, making them wait for several long moments.

"Nnngh!" Jazel groaned into the kiss as he drove into her. Spreading her nice and wide, reaching to her very core with that first plunge. Savani let out a disappointed noise into the kiss, but rocked her hips into the doe's with each thrust.

Savani wrenched herself from the kiss, "That's it," she huffed, "enjoy every inch of his delicious cock." Breath puffed against Jazel's muzzle as the Empress licked over the doe's face. Down to her neck. Then a playful bite there. Leaving her trapped between the two predators. Pinned by the lioness' weight and that maw around her throat. Insides being destroyed by the liger's brutal cock. His barbs tickling her in ways that no prey animal's could. She arched, whined, whimpered, pushed, and gasped.

Between the two of them, it only took the antelope mere moments before she was cumming. Thighs jerked and twitched, insides trembling around the cock, her voice trapped by the mouth that was, gently, tending to her throat.

Then she was empty. That glorious cock slipped out of her, leaving her poor body clenching at nothing as her excitement squirted and rained from her vacant slit.

Savani threw her head back with a gasp as the male invaded her now. The sturdy lioness rocking with each brutal thrust. Jazel, still in the golden haze of her climax, watched as his hand curled through her hair. Pulling the Empress back, exposing her neck as he hammered into her. Something struck her now and the doe leaned up. Tongue meeting the lion's exposed neck. And then she bit, letting blunt teeth dig at the throat some, slipping and sucking her friend's throat. Savani jolted, but pushed into it. Hands cupping Jazel's head encouragingly.

The male went faster, harder, body crashing off the lioness. Only to draw out without warning and slam back into the antelope. Giving her a handful of thrusts before swapping again. Keeping them guessing on who was going to get it and how long. The pair began to gasp and beg with their bodies. Words seemingly useless and forbidden somehow. One would twitch and call out in bliss. Only to be abandoned for the other. Joyous noises raining from heat-riddled mouths before falling in a cry as they were left on the very cusp of bliss.

"RRrmmm!" came the throaty snarl. Savani jolted and tried to call out as she felt him start to finish in her. Eyes rolling back and tongue hanging from her muzzle. Mid-finish, Raj withdrew from her and slammed himself into Jazel's body. The doe mirrored her friend's expression. Raw, uncontrolled pleasure surging through her as she felt the predator's cum filling her. Giving her a good pump or two before pulling out. His hand flying over his length to coax out more. Coating their eager backsides.

A large hand on Jazel's thigh. The liger pulled her as he pushed Savani over. Rolling the lioness onto her side, nearly lifting the doe. A grin on his face as he slapped her pussy with his meaty cock. Sounding a war drum against her flesh before pushing in. Allowing her to sample what he'd been doing to the lioness over the last day. Throwing his full weigh into it. Savani watching with excitement, ears perked, and fingers buried deep into her own pussy.

It seemed he was intent on breaking the pair of them.

Months later.

"Rrrfuck..." Rakanu hunched over his mate, his love, his everything. The lion emperor's hands grasped her gloriously full breasts. Milk dripping onto his fingers as he hunched over her. She just chuffed up at him in pleasure, a rather smug look on her face. Her tongue bathed his tip as it appeared from the valley of her breasts. Her hand snuck around his backside, under his tail, and assaulted his rear passage. Enough to push her partner over the edge. He gasped and rocked, slamming his weight into her ample chest as he erupted. Painting breasts and face both with his seed. "Demon!" he gasped.

"Me?" her tone was too innocent, "I am merely a lioness in need." She panted and licked her lips, one red eye shut due to the shot of royal seed across her face. The other sparkling with mischief. "And her Emperor knows just how to tend to a lioness in need."

Rakanu panted a laugh as he slid off his mate. "Oh, I believe he does." Fingers trailed down her front to the heavily pregnant belly. "He also believes she is larger this time."

Savani arched with a smile, feeling the cubs shift within her belly. "She very well may be. Her Emperor was very generous. Though his aim might need work."

He laughed, taking the hint. A snap of his fingers and Jazel appeared a second later. The antelope's stride as confident and sure as ever. Despite the added bulk of her own belly, and the weight of her breasts. She carried a basin and cloth. "He does get over-excited around my lady." Jazel teased, "She is his weakness, if he were to have one."

"Oh she very much is," Rakanu admitted, "Breakfast perhaps, then time with the cubs?" Savani nodded as she stretched.

Jazel nodded, "I shall ensure they are awake and prepared."

Nasya nodded from behind her, "I shall retrieve the meal."

Rakanu watched as the loyal pair left to their tasks. Savani arched and curled against her side, "Is there word of the guards who attacked my dear Jazel?"

A low hum, "A dark topic that."

"How so, my light?"

Rakanu sighed, "One took a rather nasty fall down some stairs. I shant describe the state he was in at the bottom." Savani knew well. Twisted and folded in ways that might have been impossible, then thrown down the steps. "The other passed during training. He was overseeing some of the pit fighters sparring. By what I hear, he struck one rather hard. Cannot imagine why he would. That liger was nearly three times his size." The golden lion sighed.

"Oh?" Savani perked her ears, "Why would he attack one of the fighters like that? Especially that liger? I hear he is one of the better ones."

A nod, "He is. Loyal and stoic. Powerful too." Rakanu shook his head, "Topics too dark for the dawn light." His hand ran over her belly slowly, huffing happily. Then his hand lifted to her breast and cupped it. Head dipping down to tease her nipples again.

Savani knew what happened. A single backhand from the liger had nearly spun Leem's head around. She knew the strength in those hands, had felt them on her body and backside plenty. "What of the fighter?" she moaned, running her fingers through Rakanu's mane. "Is he to be punished for killing one of the guards?"

A snort, "That one was only useful enough to not be dismissed. I believe they are putting the fighter in solitary for a time. Though," he chuckled, "I might have found a rather eager Tigress. A thief who happily exchanged prison time for laying with the barbarian. She will be rewarded when she bears his young, of course. Good bloodline. Shame she's only the second women he has laid with have taken."

"Of course," Savani gasped as Rakanu’s wandering hand slipped between her legs. "Oh, the Emperor is becoming fiendish!" came the tease as she pushed into his hand.

"The demon is corrupting him," he play growled as he shifted. Grabbing her legs and 'forcing' her down into the bed. More than eager to continue their morning routine even as Nasya returned with some food and set it by the bedside. Ignoring the lions as they moaned and wrestled.