SimbaXRaniXKion

Rani strolled through the lush grasslands of the Tree of Life. It had been only a day since Kion became her king. She couldn’t help but smile, relieved to finally have someone to love, to support her.
As she strolled through her lands, a familiar hum swayed in the breeze. She had heard it just the night before when she and Kion copulated for the first time. Her ears perked, catching the rhythmic groans of pleasure from her truly beloved.
“Kion?” The queen glanced towards a distant tree resting at the edge of a forest. At its base, a large, adult male seemed to be resting on top of a log. The male seemed familiar. Had she seen him at the coronation? Before any thoughts had time to process, the young queen decided to investigate, rushing off to see what the commotion was.
As she arrived, her curiosity was rewarded. Before her stood Simba, thrusting in and out of Kion’s rear as the Tree of Life‘s king lay on the log. Their combined pants harmonised with the air, muffling her footsteps as she approached. Both males were completely lost in the pleasure, just like Baliyo and Surak would occasionally be. Rani lay in the nearby grass, watching the two kings grunt and moan in unison.
“Oh, Daddy!” Kion panted, his tongue puffing out the side of his mouth as Simba pounded his rear hard. “Please… Breed me!” Simba’s grunts furiously intensified. The Pride Lands’ king snarled, gritting his teeth as his balls began to pulsate rapidly. All he could do was grunt and roar as the pleasure became too much. Within seconds, Simba unleashed his pent-up spunk into his son. Both males roared to the heavens as their orgasms overcame them. Rani couldn’t help but gasp as she watched their combined semen run down between their legs. She barely noticed the sensation of her pussy also drooling, wanting both their prides deep inside her.
Her night with Kion had been wonderful, if short. He may be young, but it had been a big, stressful day for the new king. He barely performed well the first time. Even now, Rani’s body craved more. Seeing Simba pull out of his son caused a rush of tightening spasms to tremble deep within her pelvis.  A small murmur escaped her muzzle, just as Kion and Simba were quieting down.
“Rani?!” Kion gasped as his auburn eyes caught sight of his dearly beloved sitting in the thick grass, a paw wiggling around between her legs. Simba simply glanced over at her, smirking smugly as the lioness froze, raising her wet, scented paw from her privates. Kion remained shocked, arising rapidly to his feet. “What in the savannah are you doing here?”
“I just… Heard you and your dad…” The lioness’ cheeks burnt with embarrassment. She couldn’t help but stare down at Simba’s pride, her pelvis tensing as she imagined its girth penetrating her slit. Simba realised this. Before Rani could continue, the Prideland’s king approached her, nuzzling up against her side.
“It’s ok Rani. I’m sorry we concerned you.” He peeked over to his son, who remained embarrassed about the situation. Simba simply smirked, turning his attention down to the lioness beside him. “I was just teaching my son here what it means to be a king.” With a strong burst of speed, Simba strolled around to Rani’s rear, eyeing up her dripping slit beneath her lowered tail. He licked his lips, making his way to her other side before speaking once more. “And it seems he didn’t completely… satisfy you last night, hmmm?”
Kion lay down on the log, a curious look adorning his muzzle. Simba nuzzled Rani once more, causing the lioness to shudder. She stared at Kion, who simply smiled back, realising what his father was talking about. He didn’t mind. After all, he could see how much Rani wanted the Prideland’s king.
Wouldn’t be the last time he’d have to share her after all.
Rani glanced at Kion, who simply smiled, nodding as he lay still, his rectum dripping with his father’s seed. With her lover’s acceptance, The Tree of Life’s queen turned her attention to the older Prideland’s king, whose eyes were admiring the lioness’ body. With a sly grin, Rani nuzzled up to him, inhaling his thick, masculine scent.
“Indeed he didn’t, maybe you should ‘show’ him how to really treat his queen…” Simba’s eyes widened. His heart pounded faster in his chest as Rani’s sweet, desperate body caressed his. The lioness’ scent addled his mind, filling it with all sorts of naughty, erotic thoughts. He glanced over at Kion, who remained flopped out on the log, simply smiling.
Noticing the opportunity, Rani quickly moved to Simba’s tail, swiftly nudging it up to reveal his dripping, magnificent pride. Before the Prideland’s king could react, she began to suckle it, licking its barbed girth. Lapping the salty cream lubricating its surface. Simba unleashed a shallow groan, his head raised to the heavens above as the young lioness worked her magic. As he slowly calmed down, Simba returned the favour, lapping the lioness’ pussy with his long, succulent tongue. Both lions groaned into each other’s privates as they pleasured one another. Kion just watched on from the sidelines, his sown pride hardening as it squirted small, weak shots of cum onto the log. 
It wasn’t long until both Rani and Simba were panting. As their privates dripped with each other’s saliva, Rani nuzzled the Prideland’s king once more, brushing her body against his until she stood before him. With a  pleasurable moan, she raised her tail, stretching her body outward, presenting herself in all her glory.
“Why don’t you show me what a ‘real’ king feels like, hmm?” The lioness smirked seductively. Simba could only stand there, admiring the sight before him as Rani assumed a comfortable position. She rested her body slightly forward, accommodating for his larger size. Before she knew it, Simba had moved into position, stepping over her body. His mane rested against her neck as the Prideland’s king felt the young lioness’ body scrape his erect pride.
“Mmm.” Was all he could moan as his tip rested at her pussy’s lips. Rani hummed with him, her body shuddered with anticipation, causing her to bite her lip as Simba slowly began to thrust forward. Before they knew it, the older male’s length slowly started to part her privates. Her vaginal walls hugged his girth tightly, slowly giving way to the intruding length as Simba repeatably licked Rani’s neck. Kion watched on, smirking as his father carefully began to breed his mate.
He simply watched. The sound of their harmonised moans and groans. The slapping of Simba’s balls against Ranis’ rear. The young king absorbed all the minute details that Simba made. The licking of his mate’s neck, the occasional moan and groan. Not to mention the slow but deep thrusts. He couldn’t help but hump the log he laid on, imagining himself putting this lesson into practice.
“Oh… Simba…” Rani groaned, her vaginal muscles clenching and contracting rapidly as a brewing sense of climax brewed. Simba ground his teeth as an all too familiar pulsing feeling rumbled in his balls. He tried to fight it, to hold off until Rani had unleashed her own orgasm. But she was so tight, so wet. With one final, heavy thrust, Simba began to unleash his spooge, just as Rani’s pussy gave in to her explosive orgasm.
Both roared to the heavens, unleashing all their love onto each other. Mere seconds later, Kion squirted a weaker load, dripping down the side of the log as his balls pulsated. Simba held Rani tight, making sure his barbs did their work; caressing the inner folds of the lioness to induce an immersible amount of pleasure. Her orgasm continued long after his. She was desperate indeed.
“Heh, did you enjoy that, my lady?” Simba heaved, struggling to keep his softening pride deep in Rani’s drooling slit. The lioness fought to catch her breath, panting and gasping rapidly as Simba pulled out. His pride gave one last shot of fertile cum as he arose, spraying a single string of cum over Rani’s back.
“Oh… So good…” Was all Rani could reply with, flopping to the ground before rolling onto her back. The sensation of Simba’s thick spooge splashing around inside of her. Her flurry of hums filled the air as Simba turned to Kion, who stretched off the log.
“Well then, son, after Rani’s relaxed a bit, it’s your turn.” Kion’s ears immediately perked. He glanced down at Rani, who smirked up at him, stretching all fours out to the sky. Her pussy drooled with his father’s seed. He couldn’t help but think of the mess he’d make.
After all, she was his queen. He had to do his best for her. And now, thanks to Simba, he knew just how to do so…