It had been a tiresome day’s out on patrol for the lion guard and as the team said their farewells for the night, Simba proudly strolled in, staring forwards towards Fuli, who sat beside her fierce leader, Kion.
“Oh, hey dad!” Kion smile upon seeing his father, strolling towards him. The kings stern, focussed look only halted Kion’s excitement though, as his ears folded down slightly. “Is everything ok dad?” 
“I need to talk with Fuli. Alone!” Simba commanded. The rest of the guard, along with Kion froze, the lion cub’s ears rising as he heard his secret lover’s name. With a  blink of an eye, the guard started to dissipate leaving for their homes as they said their goodbyes to Kino and Fuli. Kion stood for a moment, before giving out a soft sigh.
“Ok dad.” The lion cub began to walk out, his head softly lowered as he did so. Simba slowly approached Fuli, who had frozen both in fear and anticipation. He watched his son wander out of the lair before calling out to him as the cub reached the exit.
“Kion?” his son turned around, a look of uncertainty adorning his muzzle. “Your mother wanted to ‘speak’ to you as well.” There was something about Simba’s grin that seemed to imply a double meaning, a much dirtier meaning. It was then that Kion understood what his father was on about, and why he wanted to ‘speak’ with Fuli. With a seductive smirk on his own muzzle, kion left the lair, sprinting off to his mother. 
As Kion left, Simba turned to Fuli. The young cheetah sat before the mighty king, worry shuddering through her body. His seductive, smirking grin gave her some uncomfortable yet slightly erotic thoughts and feelings. She could feel her pelvis start to pulse, a similar way it did when Kion got close to her. 
“I know about you and kion, Fuli.” Simba grinned circling the young cheetah. His eyes scanning her slender yet slightly muscular body, eyeing up her curves and picking up the growing aroma of her lustful heat. 
The young cheetah fluttered her eyelids trying to keep her building desires deep inside of her. As Simba strolled around her, she couldn’t help but notice the large furry bulge of the king’s balls bouncing slightly up and down as he walked. Beneath them, his 3 inch, quite reasonably length barbed feline dick lay bare. It’s minute barbs shifting slightly through the air, bursting with pure demand to be pleased. 
“You… you do?” Fuli stuttered, her tail softly laying on the ground as Simba walked behind her. She couldn’t help but feel the pooling of her precious, boiling essence building deep inside of her. She could feel it start to drip onto the cold, rocky ground beneath her, closely followed by the cold wet sensation of the Lion king’s feline nose sniffing away at her moist entrance taking in her heated scent with intrigue.
“ You’re such a horny little thing, aren’t you?” Simba chuckled, taking slight, wet licks of Fuli’s trembling, arisen pussy lips. She bit her lip trying to contain her sexual desires that were fit to burst within her. Feeling the rough, prickly tongue caress her bare lubricated insides caused her legs to buckle and shake uncontrollably. All she could think about was her need. Her need to be fucked good and proper. She didn’t care it was Simba instead of kion. She just needed the king’s dick inside of her. Replying to Simba’s remark, Fuli gave a series of affectionate lustful purrs, lifting her tail to give him full access to her wetting mound. 
“Would you like me to show you what it truly means to ‘please’ a member of the royal family?” Simba smirked tucking into Fuli’s pussy, his tongue buried deep not her as she started to leak even more of her precious, tongue tingling juices. Turning to look at the adult male lion that was pleasuring her so, Fuli aught sight of his bulging dick, resting bare in the heated air of the lair. All three inches dangled in her eyesight just teasing the young cheetah. As soon as Simba noticed her obvious focus on his dick and plump furry balls, he stopped licking her out allowing her to flop onto her belly.
Fuli’s body did this automatically, completely consumed in a fit of lustful, longing desire. She didn’t care anymore. Simba had awoken her sexual desire and now, she needed him, needed him to show her everything. 
“Take me, my king.” Upon hearing the cheetah’s mumbled, pleasure repressed voice, Simba ‘s ears spiked up. Seeing the young cheetah laying before him pussy bare and awaiting his slimy, barbed ion cock to penetrate it, how could e refuse. Taking a step over her body, He mounted his new sexual plaything licking the back of her soft, luxurious fur.
“A good subject knows how to please her king.” Simba whispered, affectionately licking Fuli’s neck as he slowly rubbed his hips forward. His dick rubbed against Fuli’s tail, before reaching her ready, sloppy mound. He held his ground, letting the tip of his dick slightly pierce the cheetah’s entrance.
Feeling his dick prodding her, Fuli’s body shot backwards, forcing Simba’s cock inside of her. She couldn’t wait any longer. This took the Lion King by surprise but he quickly got into it, thrusting in and out of the young cheetah as he licked the nape of her neck feeling the warm, sexy softness of her fur. Timon and Pumbaa were right she as very soft. 
“Yes! Fuck me, my king!” Fuli screamed, feeling Simba’s bulging cock rip through her insides. Her pussy walls tried to clamp down on his intrusive member, only enticing the king to mate her harder, and faster. She clawed at the ground, raking her claws across the rocky floor as her pussy exploded with pure, unbridled energy.
Simba was lost in the moment. Fuli was so tight, tighter than any creature he had ever fucked. Her pussy bite down on his intrusive cock as he pumped into her with all his regal strength. His paws rested on her shoulders, tipping her body from sliding away from his grasp. All he could hear was the lustful grunts coming for his cheetah slut, mixed with the pleasant sound of his furry, massive balls slamming against her sloppy, stretched entrance. Her heat stricken entrance spewing its precious juices all over his privates. 
“I’ll show you how a real lion fucks his mate!” Simba growled grabbing his slut’s nape with his predator's teeth. Upon feeling the king’s muzzle breathing heavily on her back, Fuli raised her head, screaming out her longing emotions as he picked up the pace. She could feel the build-up of a much larger orgasm bubbling away in her depths. 
“YEESSSSS!” She growled at the top of her lungs, wiggling her rear slightly under the mighty lion to tease his dick just that little more. “Give me your cubs, my king!” The young cheetah had lost all sense of reality. He didn’t care for such stupidity. She needed to feel his cubs wiggle around fin hr belly to be impregnated by her king, her boyfriend’s father. “Fuck me Simba!!!! FUUUUUCCKK MMMEEEEE!!!!!” 
Simba himself was now struggling to contain his release. His balls started to boil with he potent cub making ooze that would soon fill the cheetah’s fertile, orgasming womb he continued his thrust building slowly to a crescendo as his balls slammed harder and harder into the cheetah’s rear. As her orgasm died down, he lost control and, raising his head, let her have it.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” The king’s roar caused the ground the rumble His pelvis shuddering as his balls began to un-fill into the awaiting young cheetah. Gallon after gallon of cum entered her womb, his barbs digging into her heated flesh as he filled her to spilling point. Fuli bucked under the sensation. So much cum, much more than Kion never produced, now filled her up. Her heat-stricken body had been satisfied.
The pair stayed locked for a few minutes, with Simba continuing to slowly thrust into Fuli, pumping as much of his cum into her as he could. He wanted her to bear his cubs, after all, she was his now. His little slut to do with whatever he saw fit. Kion and everyone else could have the leftovers.
After a few more minutes, their orgasms died down. Simba still lay above Fuli, panting like crazy as he pulled out, releasing a waterfall of their love mixture to flush out of the cheetah’s bare opening. She rolled around, feeling their juices mix and fondle inside of her, infusing to potentially create the life they both secretly now wished for. She lay in the puddle of their cum, catching her breath from being fucked so well.
“You… You are incredible! “Simba panted, looking over at his new sexy little slut. He admired his work watching as his cum and her pussy juices flowed from her stretched, pretty much destroyed mound. He felt his dick slather over his leg that it rested on, seeping onto the floor as he continued to spew his seed in Fuli’s name. He couldn’t help but be proud of his son, for picking such a sexy, seductive, hot mate. “It seems Kion picked well.”
Fuli didn’t reply, instead slowly approaching Simba, she eyed up his wet, used package nestled in between his legs. Craning her neck down, she took it into her muzzle suckling the king off, cleaning his dick and balls of their staining juices. Simba happily allowed her to do this, giving of slight hums as he held her head down onto his cock, forcing her to take his entire length. She slightly gagged as his barbs tickled her tongue and throat before being let loose from his grip, allowing the cheetah to breathe once more. 
“You sure know how to please your king.” Simba chuckled as Fuli flopped down beside him. The warmth of her fur forced him to relax, snuggling up to her as the tiredness of their mating started to grasp him. Fuli nuzzled up to her new lover, taking in the mixture of their scents as she smirked up at him, her loving emerald green eyes piercing into his fiery, handsome brown eyes. 
“Well, Kion showed me a lot.” She gave off a slightly cute giggle snuggling up to her king as she started to doze off. The pair lay there, in the middle of the Lion guard lair, as one. King and subject, lion and cheetah. Fuli smiled at the feeling of Simba’s cum still bubbling within her, dreaming of him knocking her up, mating her over and over again, a dream that would come true.
She would make sure of that…