Chapter 63

I still had a meerkat hanging from my wraps thongs. I would be more than glad to share it with the next of my conquests amongst these lions. More and more I could catch the scent of their arousal and interest in me. I had Bongani by the back of the neck and pulled him alongside me. He had done an excellent job cleaning my feet with his tongue and I was gracing him with my touch in return. I had fed him some of the innards of my meal as the most gracious of gestures. Truly I was spoiling him today. But when you have all the women you can fuck why not be in a good mood.

Gugulethu jogged up to me from the lines of the pride. She looked hurried and nodded to me lightly. “We have scented a male in the wind. Come with me while we see if he is worthy of the pride.”

I let go of Bongani and thrust my pack on him. I pulled free one spear and the club to wield in combat. I padded after Gugulethu as we headed out into the Savannah. Following the wind and the scent of fresh blood and the potent musk of a lionkin male. We slowed at the crest of a hill and crouched low into the tall grasses. Slowly we looked beyond the grass and into the small clearing below.

A scrawny, thin and emaciated male sat eating a boar. He had gashes along his legs and stomach from the goring tusks of the beast. His muzzle was coated in thick blood. It dripped in great thick ropes of slobber onto the skin of the creature as he buried his bestial face down.

I looked over at the matron of the pride and watched her face as she sniffed the air. I could feel a sixth sense open up as I felt her feat start to work its magic. My ears went straight at attention at the sudden opening of the feeling. I didn’t remember ever feeling the feats of another being activated.

Her eyes closed gently as she tilted her head up, scenting the wind with each quiet snuffle. The wind shifted and I tensed up. It twisted and turned bringing our scent and the scent of the pride down the hill and instantly catching the attention of the lionkin male. 

“He is not ascended Aphelele.” Her eyes opened as the male picked up the corpse of the boar and slung it over his shoulder, using its intestines as bloody ropes to hold it onto his shoulder. “As per our agreement, discourage or end him.”

I slapped Guguletho’s ass and stood up into plain sight. The male paused in his movements and narrowed his eyes at me. I walked calmly down towards him, keeping a saunter in my walk. My hand gripped the spear tightly, my body loose and ready to sweep up into a throwing stance and launch my attack at the bastard.

We both paused around 15 yards from one another and stared at one another. He was taller, broader in the shoulder but obviously had been starving until he had gotten the boar today. I watched as he took a deep breath and called out in a roar. “Silly of you to place yourself between a male and his rightful women. Step aside and I won’t slay you.”

“The women you smell are under my protection and you are unworthy of them. Walk away with your prize boar and pray I don’t hunt you down anyways.” I flexed, rippling my muscles and making them swell lightly.

“Well well well. The bitch has guts. I’m going to enjoy eating them after I fuck your corpse. It will be a good warm up for when I claim all those sweet pussies I smell on the wind.” He untied the boar and let it slump to the ground.

“Now I’m going to have to insist you leave the boar and walk away with your life. Otherwise I’m going to make you watch me crush your balls in my hands before I end your life.” I readied myself, my body tensing and coiling for the explosion of my first attack. My mind already ran through the combination of spells I could unleash to incapacitate him.

The male let loose a roar into the sky that shook the very air around him before he bolted towards me. I stepped forward, pulling the spear back into throwing stance. With the grace of a predator I threw it towards him and winged him in the shoulder making him stumble and stop. It was my turn to charge as the very earth beneath his feet shot up and wrapped layers of grass and roots around his feet and ankles. He stumbled slightly as he ripped one foot free but it was too late.

 I was on him my club in hand as I delivered a vicious blow to the outside of one of his knees. I could feel the impact reverberate up my arm as the lion lunged forward to clamp his teeth around my shoulder while massive claws extended from his fingers. I rolled my shoulder out of the way. My free arm grabbed ahold of his mane and I twisted pulling his weight over my shoulder while his claws dug into my skin. My skin tore from my own power dragging his claws through them while I threw him to the ground.

I could feel hot blood flow down my skin as I raised a foot and cracked it down on his jaw. I felt part of it give way as it twisted off to the side. His hands locked around my leg and he rolled twisting his weight so hard I couldn’t keep my feet and fell to the ground. Following the knowledge flooding my mind I used the fall to wrap my legs around one of his arms and latched onto his wrist with both hands, dropping the club. My feats kicked in as I used my entire core to yank and twist his elbow so hard and fast that it snapped out of place sending his entire arm into agony.

His other hand, claws tearing raked down my side slicing me deep enough you could see the bones of my ribs. Bucking I got out from under him and with the movements as smooth as a serpent I was on his back. My mind was blank with fury and battle lust as I reached around his head and tore at his eyes. His screams were heavenly to hear as he thrashed and tried to get ahold of my legs or body.

WIth his shattered arms I ripped out his eyes while he thrashed on the ground. I laughed with joy as I tossed them to the ground. “Guess I can’t make you watch me crush your balls!” I felt the heady rush of rending an opponent apart. I slammed his head over and over into the ground using both my hands to take fists of his mane to control him. Every strike left a splatter of blood under his head and caused his movements to slow. I threw myself back when he was significantly limp enough and reared a kick back.

With all the power I had in my legs I struck with the fury of my soul. Up and into his cock and balls with bone crushing power. His loincloth didn’t even slow me as I felt things rupture under the force of my kick. The beast retched, throwing up blood and chunks of half eaten boar. I lifted my legs and stomped on the lower half of his calves until the bones broke. He lay there, bleeding and broken. Even his retching was weak. I stalked past him finally channeling healing magic into my body to seal the gashes he had given me.

I grabbed the boar and threw it over my shoulder, feeling its intestines spill down my side as I laughed in victory. Giggling like a madwoman I walked back towards the waiting Gugulethu and smiled at her. She was smiling widely as one hand worked fervently under her loincloth. She smelled thick of arousal and ecstasy. Instantly I was hard as a rock. I grabbed her by an ear and stuffed my cock in her mouth.

Brutally I fucked her face while I dripped with blood. She took it deep into her throat, gagging and gave me eyes that begged for more. I could hear the squelch of her fingers in her pussy as she shook with orgasms. One hand holding the boar over my shoulder, dripping its blood on her face while she choked on my cock.

I swelled into her begging throat as we made it quick and dirty. I forced her to my hilt as my orgasm came upon me in the mix of battlelust as I laughed and giggled with a fervor of victory. I poured myself down her throat like the good little bitch she was as she gave herself to me. I pulled out of her with a pop, my cock coated in slop and cum. She looked at me with lust filled eyes.

Smiling down at her I finally got my laughter under control, “Good. It is always so nice to be rewarded for my hard work.” Gugulethu’s eyes were thick with tears and desire. She wanted more, wanted to be fucked and coated in the blood of my victory. We were a savage pair, ready to delve into our darkest desires as I straightened the boar.

Her eyes finally flitted to the broken form of the male and back to me, “Won’t you finish him off?”

“Leave him for carrion birds. He isn’t worth my time to kill.” I grabbed her extended hand and pulled her to her feet. “Next time I do this, have your ass ready for me. I’m gonna stretch that tight hole open and show you a good time.”

She blushed, “I still can’t believe you go after me. I’m so old compared to some of the younger women. You even have Bandile, I heard you claim her from across the herd.”

I grabbed a handful of her juicy ass and pulled her close, locking her lips in mine. I invaded her mouth with my tongue, she moaned and purred under my touch. I raked nails across her skin and through the patch of fur around the base of her tail. She shuddered at the touch as I grabbed it tight. “Any woman that can take a cock gets a taste of me. Plus, as matron, isn’t it your right to be the first in line?”

She purred as her eyes locked on mine. The darkness was wide and full of hunger. “Only the protector has rights. Right to claim whatever they desire, to do whatever they want with the women around them.”

I rubbed her lower lip with my thumb. “I want you all watch me get fucked by my male. I want him to beat his cowardice to please me. I want your eyes to watch every bounce of my tits and plunge of cock inside me. Just as you all watch me claim one of your own.”

“Does he claim y-” I clamped my hand over her mouth and cut her off.

“No one claims me. You all are mine now. I can smell it on all the women. They ache for me to stretch them open like the tight cunted women they are. You all are so used to tiny cocks that I have to teach each of you a lesson.” I could smell the thick arousal as she looked at me. She would be so willing to be mounted again at this very moment. I let her go and motioned for her to lead the way back with my chin. “You get to ache for me until I kill another challenger. Just for suggesting someone might be over me. If I catch you with another female satisfying your desires I’ll tie you up like my male and drag you on a leash behind me. That’s your place while I’m here.”

She nodded as her eyes finally looked away from my own. She swallowed thickly against the purring and heavy breathing of her overflowing desire. “I hope they come soon then.”

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