KionXNirmala  - A flower for a ‘flower’

It had been a few days since Kion’s Coronation. The new king of the Tree of life was taking a short stroll through his kingdom. As the sun rested high in the sky, he couldn’t help but think of his mate and queen. He and Rani had spent a lot of time these past few days, Becoming one as king and queen at every possible moment. It was a miracle it hadn’t knackered him out, drained him. But Kion had always been something of a stud. 
And the fires in his groin couldn’t be put out so easily. 
As the newly crowned king strolled past the fast-flowing river of Dirisha. As he did, a sharp surprisingly warm breeze rushed through his royal fur. Looking up at the source, he picked up a strangely familiar scent. It was warm, warmer than the sun on his back, as sweet as a field of blooming flowers. His nose pointed up to the top of the cliff on the other side of the river. Whatever or whoever was making the scent was up there. 
As a log slowly swayed down the river, kion approached its edge. With a patient, relaxed leap, he clung to the log, rising it down the river up to the sandy bank on the other side. As soon as he lept into the sand. The scent thickened. The muzzle-watering sweetness, almost innocent in nature.  He had tasted it before. As he slowly trotted up the winding path to the top of the ridge, it hit him. 
“Rrrrrr, where are they!” A rather agitated, yet still sweet voice growled. Kion’s ears spiked, along with the furry sheathed rod dangling in between his legs. The scent had sent him into overdrive. The lioness who was emanating it was madly in heat, desperate for a male to come along and mate her good and proper. Who else would be better than the newly crowned king/ Kion thought of this, smirking wildly as he slowly clambered to the peak. 
The lioness in question scoured the land, her tail swaying side to side rapidly. She couldn’t hide her desire demanding, boiling pussy. The air only barely cooled the outside, caressing her swollen lips softly as she searched for something. Kion could hazard a guess but decided to keep his distance for now. He recognised her of course. The distinctive chestnut brown fur covered in light, creamier brown sludgers, the withering flower lodged behind her right ear. 
It was Nirmala, the healer of the Tree of life, and the only other lioness currently in the pride.
She continued to search, mumbling to herself. “All I want is one little flower…” Nirmala scraped at the ground, shifting her paws through the thick grass in search for flowers. She had always worn one behind her ear ever since she had arrived at the Tree of Life, a reminder of her previous life, and just how far she had developed since.
Unbeknownst to her though, kion had moved slightly closer, listening to her restless, agitated wishes. As the king slowly approached, his paw rested against a beautiful, orange flower. Looking up at the lioness, kion couldn’t help but admire her own bare flower, pumping out thick blooms of her wanting, heated scent directly to his soaked muzzle. He licked his lips as his mind became entangled in her sweet, wanting, desire-rich smell. 
Nirmala could feel the itching, burning sensation in her groin. It only made her more agitated. As the passionate fire intensified, she couldn’t help but flop to the ground, growling in erotic desire as she rubbed her dampening, pleasure, plump, demanding pussy into the rocky pile of boulders, near the edge of the ridge.
With a grinning smirk, Kion quickly picked the flower with his muzzle before slowly trotting up to the groaning lioness. He watched as she sporadically rolled around on the rocky ground, rubbing her bare, now dripping slit across the uneven, rocky clearing. A series of breathless, stuttering gasps ruptured from the lioness’ lips.
“Perhaps now I can help.” Kion seductively spoke as he approached Nirmala, clutching the flower in his mouth as he eyed the lioness’ shuddering, longing body. She jumped at the sound of his voice, rising to a sitting position as she saw the king approach.
“Oh… kion!” The desire-drenched healer stuttered at the sight of the king. She watched as he sat, flower still lodged in his mouth, resting his rather plump, surprising filled furry, tasty looking balls o the rocky ground. Her heart skipped a beat as a pleasurable shudder rumbled from her deepest depths. She stared at them feeling her mouth water slightly, drooling from her muzzle as she dreamt of the thick, slimy ooze contained within. “Oh…wow!” 
The Tree of Life’s king smirked, watching as the lioness before him admired his royal jewels. His smirk only grew. He could tell what she wanted. He couldn’t help but eye up her dripping, plump-lipped pussy, just waiting for him to take.
He quickly arose, moving up to her with a slowing, cautious trot. “How about a trade?” he stood before, her looking down into her calm, glistening blue eyes. “A flower, for a ‘flower’.” He took a quick glance down her body once more, watching as she eyed up his hardening, peeled back furry sheathed dick.
“Hmmm.” She thought for a moment. As she did, she arose, slowly circling the handsome male before her. She analysed every inch of his body, especially his plump balls and erect, glistening barbed rod. She saw Kion’s smirking face as she stood in front of him again. She couldn’t help but shudder at the thought. Her body needed it, she needed it. 
Slowly, she rolled onto her back, presenting herself to her king. “It’s all yours, your majesty.” A devilish, erotic smirk spread across her once innocent muzzle as her tail spread across the rocky ground Without delay, Kion stepped over her, letting his strong, muscular body entomb the older lioness in a warm, rather loving embrace. He loomed above her, moving his groin downward to hers.
Within seconds, Nirmala felt the fleshy rod between Kion’s leg rub against her pelvis, frantically searching for her wettened, velvet entrance. She hummed softly at the sensation, wiggling underneath him as she stared up into his loving, warm brown eyes. “I’ve waited so long for this.” As she spoke, she felt his tip find her entrance, causing her to stagger slightly. Inhaling deeply, she felt the flush of desire tingle through every cell in her body, especially those within her groin. “Take me Kion! I need you, my king!”
Kion couldn’t wait either. Without delay, he slid into the horny, desire drenched lioness, causing them both the grunt and growl as Kion sank into Nirmala’s sweet entrance. He held his posture, gritting his teeth on the flower as he slowly thrusted in and out of Nirmala, matching the lioness’ wanting thrusts back up at him. Their pair rutted slowly for a few moments, locking their eyes at each other as they made slow, passionate love.
“Kion…” Nirmala whispered, looking up at the king that was slowly clawing away oat her flower. She could feel his small, pleasure-inducing barbs scraping away at her lubricated insides, causing her entire body to twitch with erotic convulsions. She couldn’t even speak, completely lost in the succulent, pleasurable pounding that Kion was giving her. He just stared down at her, smirking slightly as he took her faster and faster, deeper and deeper. “I need you so much Kion. I need you to fill me.” She whispered, practically gasping for air as she grunted in between breaths. “Fill me with your seed, my king!” she growled up at her mate, feeling every inch of his body caress hers. She felt his strong, manly chest rub against her feminine, muscular one, rutting up and down as he went deeper and deeper into her dripping snatch. 
He couldn’t help but love it. The feeling of mating anther lioness, just mere hours after finishing his business with Rani. But this was more than just a mindless fuck. Nirmala had helped him heal, had shown him the path to recovery. Without her, he would be a anger consumed, unstable failure. She had helped him so much, healed her of his ills. It was only fair to pay her back, to take care of her of her heated problem.
Just thinking of this was sending him closer and closer to the edge. Feeling her sweet, once innocent insides rub hard against his barbs, sending the jolts of building pleasure through his groins, he couldn’t help but feel the growing urge, the urge in his juice coated, slapping balls. The urge to fill her entirely with his royal, potentially fertile seed.
The sloppy, suckling sound his balls slapping against Nirmala’s soaked, suckling pussy was sending him over the edge. Clutching the flower in his muzzle hard, he thrusted completely into his newly taken mate, holding her tight as he flung his head up.
“Nirmala!”  Kion couldn’t hold  back, growling through his flower-filled muzzle as his balls gave way. Squirt upon squirt of his royal seed rushed out his pride’s tip, filling her velvet insides within seconds. His barbs sunk deeper into her flesh, caressing her insides as she started to shudder back.
“Ahhh, Kion!” Nirmala clenched, roaring up to her mighty king as she came. She tried to hold on to him watching him roar through his flower-filled muzzle. Her entire body trembled, taken completely by his majestic orgasm. She could feel every squirt, every droplet of his cum extinguish her desire- inducing heat. She had been satisfied completely, in the best way possible.
“Oh Kion…” Nirmala panted, looking up at the grinning, panting body of her new mate. Kion looked down at her, still holding the flower he had picked for her. With the flick of her ear, she removed the slowly decaying flower tucked behind it, staring into the king’s warm, loving brown eyes as she did so. She couldn’t help but feel the cooling ooze bubbling out of her soaked, cum-matted entrance, still consuming Kion’s slowly softening pride.
Craning his neck, kion manoeuvred the flower behind her ear, letting his hot, panting breath brush her ear. She couldn’t help but give off a cute little giggle, only heightened by a surprising, rather loving lick across her forehead. Kion chuckled a little, still standing above the healer lioness He felt his body slowly tire, forcing him to flop to the lioness’ side, snuggling up to her. His dick still rested within her, though now it was soft, slowly sliding back into its cum soaked furry sheath.  As he felt his sheath coat his dick once more, he tried to step back, only to be halted by a swift cuddly paw from Nirmala.
“No…” She spoke calmly. Smiling softly at the now knackered king. “Stay…” She forced him back into her, letting his sheathed member slither back into her. They both shuddered slightly at the sensation, gently nuzzling up to eachother. “Let’s lay here until we go on patrol.” 
Kion didn’t argue. He softly nuzzled up to his new mate, snuggling up to her warm, sweet fur. Both lions hummed softly as they started to doze off in each other’s embrace. As he nuzzled up to Nirmala, he locked his eyes with hers, smiling softly and lovingly.
“It’s been my pleasure, Nirmala.” He couldn’t help but be lost in her caring, calming blue eyes. “You’re a part of my pride, just as much as Rani.” He licked her cheek once more, causing her to hum adorably. She nuzzled up into his chest, inhaling his manly, dominative scent one last time, before the lair dozed off completely into a deep, euphorically driven sleep. The once cold, dead rocks beneath them filled with warmth, not to mentioned covered with the juices of love and life. 
Kion’s pride had grown once more in number. And, given a few months, would grow even more. It was just the perks of being a king. A handsome, loving, caring, horny as hell king…