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Her tight brown tailhole peeked through her tight fur, but it was just below that that drew his eye. She was [i]wet[/i]. And [i]not[/i] just her muzzle. Her folds shone in the reflected beams of light, puffy and inflamed. She was in heat, and the smell hit his nose shortly afterward. He watched in awe, the sexy lioness really affecting the frustrated male.\n\n[i]Crinkle[/i].\n\nOops! He felt it before he heard it, his dick poking out of his sheath just far enough to ruffle some leaves and grass. She heard it too, her ear perking up, and every cell in his head told him to tuck tail and [i]run[/i]. But every cell in his hips told him to leap onto the unknown lioness' back and give her what she so clearly hadn't gotten from King Simba. Could he keep her quiet for long enough? They were pretty far from Pride Rock.\n\nBut those dueling instincts kept him right where he was, whimpering as the powerful lioness spun in a tight circle, her athletic body having no trouble pinpointing the errant sound that had given him away. He cowered in the grass, even as she approached, slinking like the murderous machine that all lionesses truly were. One paw flattened the grass to his right, one paw flattened the grass to his left and just like that, she was staring him in the face.\n\n``Nuka?'' Nala asked, in surprise.\n\nThe lion was even more surprised. This wasn't just some lioness. This was [i]Queen Nala[/i] herself! He'd smelled her heat, he'd ogled her rump, and now she was going to [i]kill[/i] him. That sight was meant for Simba alone. Fight or flight fueled his veins, and with wide, terrified eyes, he lunged at her.\n\nHe'd like to say the fight lasted longer than it did. He did surprise the young mother, swinging clawless paws at her head and face and snarling as he exploded from the grass. But Nala was a skilled opponent, giving ground and using his momentum against him. With practiced ease, the lioness feinted back, rolling head over tail backwards so that Nuka leapt at nothing. Her back feet poked against his thighs, lifting him up in a tight circle until the spun together, Nuka flipping under Nala until the right moment to stop their rotation, Nala pushing back with both paws to smash Nuka back into the sand, a lion's length closer to the edge of the water.\n\nShe stood over the young male, claws out, pinning him to the ground, cocking her head. ``Okay, what is it?'' she asked casually, as if he hadn't just attacked the Queen of the Pridelands.\n\nNuka, his curled whiskers standing on end, scrunched his face up apologetically, gasping for breath and staring down at her bared claws digging into his chest. ``I - I - I...''\n\nTaking note of this, Nala retracted her claws. No need to scare the fool to death. Still, he was quite bold to enter the Pridelands, especially this close to the pride. She'd always felt sorry for the lanky lion - Scar had taken the lion's share of the meat while his son was growing, stunting his growth both physically and mentally. If Nala hadn't been favored by Scar, she too might have ended up like the scrawny Outlanders. Speaking softly, she asked again, ``Why are you [i]here[/i], Nuka? You're not abandoning your mother.'' She wasn't asking, she knew the adolescent was infatuated with Zira, but even so she couldn't help but allow her dislike of that vicious bitch to leak through.\n\n``N-no. No!'' he gasped weakly, looking left and right. She could kill him with a swipe of a claw or a single bite. She weighed more than he did, her rippling muscles still pushing him deep into the sand. There was no question why this beautiful specimen of a lioness was Queen. Sarabi had been as beautiful, but Nala's eyes gleamed with cleverness, confidence, and strength.\n\n``She sent you to kill me?'' Nala asked in disbelief.\n\n``What? N-n-no. She s-sent me to, uh - uh...I came here on my own...'' he fumbled weakly.\n\nScouting, then. Did that mean Zira was planning to make a move? But what could a dozen half-fed lioness and one Nuka do to the Pride? She was so lost in thought that it took her another several seconds to notice the lump pressing up against her belly. He was hiding something hard between his -\n\nNala's eyes widened, realizing just how intimate this was, her body pressing down along the entire length of the nearly mature male, her face just inches from his. Her first instinct was to leap off in embarrassment, but she stopped herself. Nuka had slipped up, all but admitting to a secret mission of some sort, and she needed to know. She couldn't lose another cub to that scheming viper.\n\nInstead of climbing off of Nuka, she sat up, her paws still holding him down into the dirt. But now she showed off her toned belly, eight swollen nipples drawing the boy's eyes down to where her belly obscured his humiliating erection. Lifting one paw, she unsheathed her claws and said, grinning down unsettlingly, ``Why don't you tell me why you're really here. It'll go better for you.''\n\nNuke stared down the sexy lioness's body, doing nothing for his arousal but encourage it. Her teats glistened, drooping somewhat from her otherwise svelte form, but they looked freshly suckled. Between that and her clearly slender belly (and her heat!) he was certain she'd born her litter already. How many cubs did it take to suckle all eight teats mostly dry? Two, three? But it was her claws that drew his eyes next, and he gaped, ``I-I told you, I came on my own - !''\n\nNala was surprised to find the boy's loyalty meant more to him than his own life. Figured, really. But as Timon had taught her, you catch more bugs with honey than with teeth. Nala leaned in and made direct eye contact, her lips moving deliberately as she slowly said, ``A young stud like you - you came here to woo one of Simba's lionesses away?''\n\nNuka dropped his jaw. Still, it was a better excuse than anything he'd come up with. ``Y-yeah...'' he gasped half-heartedly.\n\n``Well, it looks like you caught yourself one,'' she purred, pushing her hips against his. Her belly rubbed meaningfully up against his little, eager cock, making the wiry male groan and squirm. ``What are you going to do with her?'' she asked, licking her lips.\n\nNuka blinked. ``Q-Queen Nala!''\n\nShe laughed, her eyes dancing. ``You still call me Queen? I never meant to banish you, you know, Nuka. You could join us again, if you knelt before the King. Do you want to [i]join[/i] with me?'' It wasn't a lie. She'd [i]wanted[/i] to kill Vitani, but she would've let the cub stay. It was Zira's fault the girl cub had done what she'd done. But all three of Zira's cubs had chosen to follow the evil schemestress.\n\nNuka coughed and sputtered. It was hard to say `no' to [i]Nala[/i]. Especially with her pressing up against his growing, virgin cock. ``Y-yes...''\n\n``This is your chance, Nuka. You've never done it before, have you? She keeps the other lionesses away from you. I can tell a needy male when I see one. Well, I'm a needy lioness, and I'm the Queen, and I [i]get. what. I. [/i][b][i]want[/i][/b][i].[/i]''\n\nA flash before his eyes showed Nuka a vision he'd never seen before. Hips - Nala's hips - raised in front of him. He felt so small before them; they took up his entire view. She backed up until he put his paws up, if only to keep her from squishing him, but as soon as his paw graced her rump, the slender, leonine tail arched over her back. It looked and felt so real, but the vision faded as fast as it appeared.\n\nShivering, Nuka held up a paw to her chest, tucking a wet nipple between his digits in awe. She was experienced, a mother twice over, and not only could she get satisfied whenever she wanted by the powerful, golden Simba, she was actually sworn to him alone. Was she really offering to -?\n\nAs if she could read his mind (and let's be honest, it didn't take a lot of insight), she hiked her rump up a bit, her taut belly no longer blocking the view. With her legs bent and holding her up, that line of nipples led straight down her creamy belly to her dripping, heat-swollen pussy, which now leaked an inch above his proud, little lion cock.\n\nNow with both paws caressing the older female's belly, he whimpered, ``But you're in heat. What if you -''\n\nIt wasn't likely, of course. Nuka wouldn't know that. Still-nursing lionesses were rarely fertile. In fact, post-partum heat was usually only a response to the loss of a litter - but Kiara and Kion were very much alive. Nala figured her dreams of Kopa's death had tricked her body into thinking she'd lost her cubs. But that didn't stop her from teasing the poor boy. ``Then you get cubs directly in the line of succession,'' she whispered, whiskers perked. She lowered her hips to the very tip of the shuddering lion, letting him feel the warm, wetness of her supposedly fertile pussy. ``Are you really going to deny your Queen? I'm yours for the taking, if...''\n\n``If?'' he panted.\n\n``If you tell me the real reason you're here, Nuka.'' She gave her hips a little gyration just for emphasis, smearing his tip against her still-tight folds.\n\nNuka dropped his jaw. ``But... but I did...!''\n\n``Nukaaaaa...'' she cooed, in disbelief. Gently, she squeezed her puffy lips together, cupping his very tip. She worried he might, in his eagerness, try to hump up and take what wasn't yet his, so she readied herself, but the obedient fleabag didn't even dare try. ``Any one of our lionesses could defeat you as easily as I have, and none would show you the time of day. Why are you [i]really[/i] here?'' she whispered huskily, lowering her strong, beautiful muzzle to his to look him right in the eyes, her warm breath blanketing the adolescent's face.\n\nAgain, his eyes closed and he trembled as he was trapped in a vision. Instead of Nala's face, he was climbing onto her back, his belly pressed against her slit. Small claws dug into her hips, her impossibly long body disappearing into the wisps of a memory. Had this actually [i]happened[/i]? Before the banishment? He lined up his tip to her wet pussy and - his eyes snapped open, the vision dispersing.\n\n``Hevi kabisa...'' Nuka groaned, panting up at her. No one could say no to the Queen, but his own mother would be furious if he gave away her plan. Maybe he could give away just a [i]little[/i] information. ``Sh-she wanted to find out about your... c-cubs!'' he stammered.\n\nNala wasn't surprised, but she had the young lion well in her grasp. She purred softly, opened her mouth, and [i]kissed[/i] Nuka, stuffing her tongue into his mouth. Never mind that he was Scar's son, and Nala suspected that she was Scar's daughter. Never mind that she'd been fully grown when he was just a newborn. Never mind that he'd come out of that atrocious, evil bitch. He had information that might protect her offspring, and she [i]would[/i] have it. She broke the kiss, exhaling heavily and asking, ``That's a good start. Why?''\n\nNuka lay there, stunned in the sand, his balls aching. This was [i]torture[/i]. There ought to be laws against this! He panted, ``To know how many...''\n\nThat was enough to confirm her suspicions, but she wanted him to say it. ``So that she could...?''\n\nNuka blinked, lost.\n\nNala ran a single claw down his tufted chest before pausing and poking it in just hard enough to hurt. ``She wanted to know how many cubs were in the line of succession,'' Nala growled, ``So... that... she... could... [i]what[/i]?''\n\n``Don't make me say it...'' Nuka whined.\n\nShe laughed, but there was hardness to her mirth. ``Think about all you stand to lose if you don't. I already know. But say the word, and you get [i]me[/i], all to yourself, while my husband sleeps. Your first time,'' she added, grinding her hips more firmly against him.\n\nNuka looked left and right, as if hoping for an escape. There was none. He stared down where his dick nestled against Nala's pussy. The Queen's puffy, heat-swollen cunny. The most beautiful lioness in the world, aside from his mom. ``I-I can't...'' he said, looking down in shame.\n\nLosing her patience, Nala leaned down and growled in his ear. ``So she can [i]kill[/i] them. [b][i]Say[/i][/b] it.''\n\nBut Nuka blinked and shook his head. ``N-no! Not [i]her[/i]!'' Then, with a gasp, he clapped his paws to his mouth.\n\n``What? Then who? Not [i]you[/i],'' she presumed, casting doubt on the mangy lion's abilities. He shook his head, but Nala returned the sweetness to her voice, and said, ``You're so close to earning the royal tail, Nuka...''\n\nRuefully, he let go of his own mouth to say, ``You wouldn't really...''\n\n``[i]Try me[/i],'' she said, eyes gleaming.\n\n[i]What did he owe the little brown shitstain anyway?[/i] If Kovu failed, Zira would come up with a new plan, and a [i]better[/i] one. Taking a deep breath, he said, ``Her new cub. Kovu. She's training him up to fight.''\n\nNala felt cold in her stomach. So, she'd gotten another male cub, and likely one she'd ensure didn't end up like the pile of bones beneath her. She knew Zira'd been pregnant first, so Kovu would be older and stronger than Kion, and it's not like Simba had shown much prowess in fighting other lions. At least it would be two to one. Her only consolation was that she [i]knew[/i] the plan, and that it would take over two years for the cub to grow to his full size. She'd thought Zira wouldn't have the patience, and would try to face Simba somehow herself.\n\n``Excellent, Nuka. You've served your Queen well. And now it's [i]my[/i] turn to serve [i]you[/i].''\n\nNuka's eyes went wide. ``You're really gonna...?''\n\nNala perched herself above the pathetic excuse for a lion. He was likely her half-brother, but he'd done as she asked, and she wanted to make sure she could obtain his cooperation in the future, if need be. There was hardly much of a risk, since she was still nursing. She hated the thought of betraying her true love, Simba, but of course, [i]he[/i] got to sleep with any number of lionesses. But no, this wasn't about cheating. This was about protecting her cubs at any cost. And for now, the price was awfully low.\n\nLeaning forward, she said, ``Because I'm not a liar, like your mom.''\n\nWith that, the Queen of the Pridelands sank herself down on Nuka's small but solid, triangular cock, her wet lips parting easily for him. As far as her body was concerned, she was still in heat and he had what she needed. He wasn't as big as Simba, but his half-flared barbs still tingled as he opened her up. Nuka stared in disbelief until she finally sat flush with his belly, the dark brown lion hilting her. Only then did he realize this was [i]really[/i] happening.\n\nBut what flashed in front of his eyes [i]wasn't[/i]. The dream, vision, or memory arced through his brain, and once again he was perched on her back, barely reaching her ribcage. He was so small, he must be a little more than a cub. Had he been cornered by Queen Nala, only for her to slut herself out to one not yet a yearling? It felt so real, so true. Nala was a slut among sluts, so unsatisfied with, with...\n\n[i]Scar?[/i]\n\nNuka's subconscious started to clear, bit by bit, and he could remember... shaky unsure thrusts... Nala sighing and moaning... the tiny cub turning his head... and there was his illustrious father. This must've been right before he was deposed. Nala had no mate then, so it made much more sense - in her desperation, she'd turned to Nuka and been [i]caught[/i]. No [i]wonder[/i] Zira hated her! He felt himself continue to pump away desperately, despite his father, the powerful lion's voice saying, ``So jealous of your new Queen, Zira? I never realized you were so petty.''\n\n[b][i]What?[/i][/b]\n\nNuka shook his head, and the fog finally settled. Her long body was visible now, but it [i]wasn't[/i] Nala. It was his own mother, glaring over her shoulder in anger at Scar. H-he was fucking his own [b]mom!?[/b]\n\n``Queen indeed - Nala is your [i]daughter[/i], so I figured why not breed my [i]son?[/i]''\n\nWait, had Scar chosen [i]Nala[/i] to replace Zira as his Queen? Nala was King Scar's [i]daughter?[/i] The words were seared into his memory, even though he hadn't fully understood them as a child. Nuka felt himself getting closer and closer, until he couldn't hold back any longer. He [b][i]was[/i][/b] no virgin, he realized. Scar spoke again, ``Foolish female. So fixated on getting back at me you haven't heard: Nala fled, with my litter in her belly. The traitorous whore. You're my Queen once again.''\n\n``K-King Scar,'' she groaned, Nuka still grunting as he claimed his mother's convulsing pussy. ``F-forgive me.''\n\nThat's when Nuka felt claws around his neck, even as he panted and came. The cub struggled to breathe, his father's cruel grip inadvertently strengthening each watery spurt of barely pubescent seed into his mother's womb. Scar pressed his claws into Nuka's throat, though all Nuka could see was Zira's terrified expression as she cried, ``No! Spare him! He doesn't know what he's doing!''\n\nThe claws retracted, but his grip tightened. The vision started to dim. ``Spare him, I will. He may be my son, but he will [i]never[/i] be King.''\n\n``Th-then who?'' Zira whined.\n\nScar chuckled. ``Perhaps he'll give you our grandchildren. Then let the first-born male be first in line. Now get him out of my sight before I change my mind!'' Nuka could feel the pain as his father suffocated him until the abusive patriarch forcibly yanked Nuka out of his mother's warmth and tossed him across the den like discarded bones. He bounced once, then rolled until he lay limp in a cloud of dust, the combination of abuse nearly killing him. Zira's worried expression bounding toward him swirled into a draining spiral as the memories of his first time stolen by his mother and nearly being killed by his father were quickly suppressed within the back of his mind. Suppressed... until they were triggered again by Nala.\n\nNuka's eyes flung open, gasping in equal shock and pleasure, staring up at the Queen. She seemed oblivious to the flood of memories that had just wracked the young male's brain. She was gritting her teeth and rocking up and down on Nuka's cock, giving him exactly what she'd promised. But she was only the second MILF Nuka had apparently fucked. The mangy teenaged lion shuddered, realizing that that had cost him [i]far[/i] more.\n\n``Nnngaah!'' Nuka groaned, overwhelmed. [i]Is...Kovu...[/i]my [b][i]son[/i][/b][i]?[/i] He could only ponder that question for a second before the beautiful golden lioness above him leaned down to lick his face, startling him back to the present. ``Q-Queen Nala...!'' he gasped, his eyes meeting hers only to flick down between them to stare in disbelief at his own cock - something he'd worked himself many a time. The powerful predator was riding him, sinking her hips all the way down until she was flush with him before moaning and lifting herself up to do it again.\n\n``What a waste to have banished you...'' she shivered. The yearling was her third lover, and not as experienced as Scar, nor as powerful as Simba, but that didn't stop her pussy lips from squirming as she sank down his barbed cock, letting the mangy lion poke up close to her heat-prepped womb. ``But now you can serve your Queen in a new way,'' she grinned, gushing wetly onto him.\n\nReaching up with both paws, Nuka cradled Nala's tawny belly, as if imagining himself inside her, buried deep, her royal chamber just waiting for him. ``H-how?'' he asked, whiskers twitching.\n\n``You can be my spy. Not to betray your mother - to protect your prince and princess. When you have new information, I will pay you for it - just like this...'' she smiled, lips curling at the edge of her mouth.''\n\n``Y-you'd do this again...?'' he asked incredulously.\n\nShe bit her lip, panting. To have such power over him - sure, she could outwrestle Simba, but this was something different. Reaching back behind herself with one paw, she gripped Nuka's balls, [i]hard[/i]. While he whimpered, she said, ``Turn over the triangle rock in the Gazelle's field, and I will meet you there [i]that night[/i]. If you have anything new to report...'' she rocked her hips, turning tight circles on his cock to emphasize her point. ``And if you happen to time your information with my heat? [i]So be it[/i].'' With emphasis, she squeezed his balls until he [i]yelped[/i], before letting go entirely.\n\n``Oh my -''\n\nBut she leaned forward and broke whatever useless thing he was going to say, kissing him hard, her tongue slamming into his muzzle. She outwrestled him in strength and in mouth, digging her claws into the yearling's chest before redoubling her humps. Up, down, up, down, almost slipping off the end of his short dick before plunging back down and squeezing him like her most intimate lover. Nuka was overwhelmed, trying to kiss back, his balls now aching with the need to release. He was just a young lion, unable to moderate his efforts. Nala knew everything, and [i]still[/i], smashed her hips down against his, holding them tightly together despite her fading heat, despite the risk - his promised payment for the information that might save her son, daughter, or husband. It's not like Simba could object to raising Scar's grandcubs - not if Nala herself was Scar's daughter!\n\n``Ahhh!'' he wailed, half muffled before he broke their kiss to roar out. He slammed up as best he could, tickling Nala's cervix as he finally erupted inside her, a matter of less than a minute, as typical for lions, but [i]what a minute[/i]. He was really breeding her - [i]the Queen[/i] - and no one else but the birds in the trees and the frogs in the watering hole knew. He emptied himself into her, the warm, wet connection of their loins temporarily enhanced. He shuddered and moaned in disbelief until he lay there panting, stunned.\n\nNala grinned, panting back, until she raised herself slowly off the young lion, grimacing as his barbs raked her pussy. She hadn't cum - not from that position. Not without the pain. But she knew just the effect she'd had on young Nuka. He was [i]hers[/i] now. He'd love his mother, sure, but he'd backstab her in a second for a piece of Nala's tail. And all she had to do to maintain her perfect spy was sneak off every week or so behind Simba's back. Would she really give Nuka her true heat? She wasn't sure. But that didn't stop her from wondering if this post-partum heat might just work out for the young lion. If she bore another litter so soon, would Simba suspect? Had she really just risked a litter with her half-brother by [i]Zira[/i]?\n\nBut it was worth it for Zira's plan. Knowing in advance what to look out for and what not to worry about would set Nala's mind at ease. She rolled over in the dirt, panting and relaxing by the watering hole, her mind racing.\n\n``Th-thank you, my Queen,'' she heard a few minutes later, as the wiry little lion stood up on shaky legs.\n\nShe had to suppress an eyeroll at being thanked for fucking his brains out. She rolled onto her back, her ears almost touching the water, paws tucked up against her chest. ``It was my pleasure,'' she purred.\n\nNuka turned tail to flee, but the rumble in her throat gave him pause. He looked back, over his shoulder at the sexy lioness, and his eyes widened. Her [i]eyes[/i]. Heavens, her [i]eyes[/i]. She was staring up at him, head tilted forward, a smile on her face. A knowing, beckoning look. Was he fooling himself?\n\nThere was no mistaking her next move. She spread her hind legs, showing off her freshly bred entrance, tail curled across the dirt. Nuka didn't know any male lion that could resist an invitation like that. Holding his breath, he turned fully around, padding toward her presented pussy. ``I...I don't have any new information...'' he panted.\n\nNala purred again. ``Consider this a future investment.''\n\nHe didn't need to be told twice.\n\nThe young male had instincts if not experience, and for the first time, [i]he[/i] took the initiative with a lioness, and not his own mother. Perhaps it was a blessing that he didn't know the Queen was his half-sister. Nuka followed his nose, but while Nala expected him to climb over her splayed belly, he stopped between her legs, sniffing at his handiwork. ``It's all yours,'' she purred, curling her toes to either side of his head.\n\nSniffing deep, he snorted at the strong smell, then buried his muzzle against his Queen's juicy pussy, never minding the small cumstain that graced her lower lips. Huffing like a good stud lion, he planted his rough, wet tongue right up against - and then [i]in [/i]- her trembling pussy, parting her cleft in a painful, [i]delightful[/i] way. Nala dropped her jaw in surprise and [i]yowled[/i]. Scar rarely did this for her, and Simba even more rarely, but Nuka's tongue far outpaced his dick in size, the sandpaper texture a fair stand-in for the barbs that she was craving. Forelegs on either side of her body, she dug her claws into the mud, never-mind the mess, and bit off a roar at the last second. Nuka had already called out - but if the pride heard [i]her[/i] voice too, they'd come running to investigate. Shuddering, she humped up against him, pressing her crotch against the young lion's open mouth. ``Ohhh, [i]Nuka...[/i],'' she whined.\n\nBut he couldn't reply, except to bury himself [i]deeper[/i], tasting [b]every[/b] inch, every crevice of her beautiful cunny, amazed at the strength of her contractions on his tongue. She'd just massaged his cock, and he wanted that again, but the scent, the taste, the sound of her overheated body groaning and gasping kept him licking for more.\n\nHe never could seem to follow the rules. Back in the Outlands, Zira made sure that he mated with no one, though by the rules of lionkind he should have been King. Kovu was too young to take care of the heated lionesses, and so they went wanting. Now, in the Pridelands, Nuka could have any lioness who would accept him (assuming Simba didn't interrupt), except for the Queen. She was the only lioness off-limits, to be bred only by the King, and that's who he'd managed to end up with. And while their first time together had been transactional, even Nuka realized that [i]this[/i] time was personal. [i]This[/i] was intimate. She wanted to [i]cum,[/i] and it was his job to serve the Queen.\n\nHer wet, clenching tunnel squeezed around his tongue, leaving pearls of salty flavor spilling down his throat, only spurring him on. His dick was so hard now it felt like it was pulling him forward, humping the air so hard he fell forward, ripping his rough tongue from Nala's pussy. She gasped and groaned in displeasure, but she didn't tell him to stop, even as the young male scrambled up her belly. He'd been her plaything, but now [i]he[/i] was the one in control, his whole body quivering as he stepped over the beautiful, powerful lioness, starting up at that face again, her beckoning smile drawing him forward like a siren.\n\nBut another scent delayed him. Only now did he realize how flush and full her teats were, the swollen nubs poking out of her tawny fur. She was still nursing, of course, and the young male remembered his own youth at Zira's nipples. Without realizing what he was doing, he reached down and took one of her prime nubs into his mouth, suckling.\n\nNala blinked in surprise at the familiar sharp pain, where Kion or Kiara should be, gazing down to watch the mangy male begin to nurse. She was certainly full, and Nuka didn't hold back, his paws rubbing her flanks as he guzzled milk from her teat, white fluid staining his mouth and whiskers. Perhaps if he'd had better access to Zira as a child, he'd have grown larger or stronger, because he certainly had the appetite! Nala thought about pushing him away, but she reconsidered, taking pity on him, watching with a small smile as she fed the nearly-full-grown lion.\n\n``Mmmm...grgggl...mmmm,'' he panted between gulps, really worshiping the young mother. Nala, still turned on by his earlier tongue work, leaned back and rocked her hips weakly against his belly, even the sudden suckling providing small teases of arousal. He seemed so needy and felt so close to her, but not like a cub to its mother. It did make clear to Nala that she was dealing with a young, impressionable lion.\n\nWhen he sucked that teat dry, he licked his lips, stained with milk. But as he was about to dive in for the other prime nipple, she pushed him away with a giggle. ``I need some for my cubs, Nuka.''\n\nStill licking his chops, the boy mumbled his apology, continuing to scale the Queen as if he hadn't taken a lunch break. He continued in silence, shivering at the way she pushed up against his chest, then belly, then crotch. It was clear what she wanted, and Nuka had more than one hunger to sate. Just as his dick throbbed between her inner thighs, Nala reached up to lick the side of his face. Wide-eyed and trembling, preparing for his [i]third[/i] `first time', he stared down at her. ``Oh, what I want to do to you... my Queen.''\n\nShe reached up again, but instead of a lick, she whispered in his ear. ``Then [i]do it[/i].''\n\nBefore she could lay her head back against the water line, Nuke had already pulled Nala back in for a raging kiss, this time [i]his[/i] tongue starting it off, his wiry whiskers brushing against her perfect ones, eager weakling locked to perfect royalty. Nala could taste her own rich milk on his tongue, but she resisted the urge to overpower him and search his mouth, letting him do the work this time. He deserved to take a lioness himself for the first time. So instead of pushing up, she spread her legs flat to the ground, her pussy presented, waiting for [i]him[/i].\n\nIt was so against Pride law, but he had already been exiled. Simba couldn't expect Nuka to bother with that old tradition. Here was a lioness in heat, spread eagle and waiting for him - so [i]what[/i] if she was the Queen? So [i]what[/i] if she was his mother's arch-rival? So [i]what[/i] if she was his sister...? The laws of nature superseded those of lionkind, and he growled, kissing her [i]harder, [/i]as he opened his eyes to stare into Nala's own, shivering, and humping down into her.\n\nHer petals met his tip and parted wetly with ease, already slicked up by his tongue and her arousal. She would've roared, were her mouth unoccupied. She mewled pathetically instead as the unfit, rogue male hilted himself inside her. He'd wrinkled up his nose and was huffing loudly into her mouth, their pose somewhat awkward for lions. He did his best with it, though, humping quickly in sharp, [i]sharp[/i] bursts, barbs raking along the inside of her tunnel. [i]That's [/i]what she'd been missing. She grunted into his throat and shuddered [b][i]hard[/i][/b] with each pull-back, trying o keep their lips fused together and clenching her cunny [i]hard[/i] to really send those shockwaves through her body that said ``[i]breed[/i]''. If ever there was a chance for Nuka to sneak cubs into the Queen of the fucking Pridelands herself, [i]this was it[/i]. A fresh load still sloshed inside her, waiting for an egg, the pain stimulating something deeper still. Nala ripped her tongue from his maw with a wet [i]thwock. [/i]Fuck the lionesses. ``Oh...Nuka!'' she praised him again, [i]wailing[/i] it unto the heavens.\n\nOh, it was [b][i]cheating[/i][/b], now more than ever. At least before she'd been demanding payment. Now Nala slotted her legs in between his thighs, attempting her best to wrap them around his frame, and humped up against the wiry young stud, staring up into his excited, lust-filled eyes. She was for Simba only, [i]especially[/i] in heat, and Nuka's mangy fur wracked against her belly, getting stained with excess milk. Shuddering, Nala knew she'd never have dealt with her half-brother like this if not for Kopa - if she didn't know how dangerous Zira was. She needed Nuka on her side, and this was the easiest way to get it, especially from a momma's boy like him. She reached up and wrapped her front paws around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss, and, already whimpering, their tongues were entwined, twirling together in time to his steadily rocking thrusts.\n\nNuka was betraying his mother, certainly. At least he could return with the information Zira requested, but she [i]hated[/i] Queen Nala. [i]She[/i] was supposed to be Queen, after all. But as much as he loved his mother - apparently [i]literally[/i] - no male lion could look at Nala on her back, smiling, panting, [i]moaning, [/i][b][i]wailing[/i][/b] up at him and not be drawn in. Now, kissing her as deeply as he could while making love to her, he felt like a true stud for the first time, his small cock tightly cupped in her searing pussy, clenching down extra hard when he pulled back his barbs. He swished his tail a few times before Nala twisted hers up with his, intertwining them much like their desiccated seeking tongues, Nuka's young body overwhelmed by the sheer power of her willing body.\n\nNow Nala gasped and moaned with each pull-back, her instincts reacting to the proud, breeding heritage of felines. [i]It hurt so fucking [/i][b][i]good[/i][/b]. He was nothing compared to Simba, nor even [i]Scar[/i], but that didn't matter to her quivering cunny. She clenched and unclenched her four paws, claws digging tracks in Nuka's shoulders. ``Oh, Nala...'' Scar's abandoned son groaned, pumping faster.\n\n``Harder,'' Nala whispered in his ear before licking the side of his face. ``At least give your Queen a solid try. My womb is up for the taking...''\n\n``Unnnngh!'' he grunted into her own ear, nuzzling her. The boy clenched his teeth so hard, he worried they'd crack.\n\n``Aaah, [i]aaah[/i]!'' she moaned, her husky voice music to his ears. He'd never thought to hear a female make those sounds for [i]him[/i]. Gritting himself, he held off on cumming for another twenty seconds, just concentrating on raking the Queen's insides again, and again, and again, and again, until she was [i]begging for it[/i].\n\n``[i]Now,[/i] Nuka,'' she whined, ears flat and eyes wide, her mouth curled up in a pained snarl. ``Claim your reward!''\n\nAnd he did with one last thrust and a loud [i]splurt![/i] With every fiber of his strength, Nuka humped so hard, their conjoined rumps briefly lifted off the waterline floor. Shuddering, he used this to his advantage, with each uncontrolled spasm of his orgasming body. Of course, the whole courtship lasted only a few moments, and his contributions were minimal. A proper breeding would take hours, if not [i]days[/i], but he had to take what he could get, even if that meant a vanishingly small chance. He yowled somewhat pathetically and squeezed his nuts a second time, gasping and panting while Nala actually moaned and shuddered around him, drawn into the throes of her own orgasm. What had she really lost in this exchange? She'd gained information, she'd gotten a good time, and Simba would be none-the-wiser. Even [i]if[/i] the scrawny lion managed to claim her, Simba wouldn't know. She would do anything to protect her children. [i]Anything[/i].\n\nErupting off of her with a loud growl, Nuka ripped his barbs from her clenching pussy, sending her snarling up at him, her four paws scratching and clawing. But he was already gone. Rubbing her head against the ground, Queen Nala shivered and flopped back and forth, riding the waves of her afterglow, and stirring the seed pooling within, only to stiffen when Nuka returned. But his eyes weren't searching for a third mount. No, he returned to her teat, suckling gently, and once again, she let him, against her better judgment. He was a momma's boy, after all, and he could use the nutrients.\n\n``That's enough,'' she said, cutting him off a minute later. Nuka licked his lips and nodded, and Nala was almost sad to see him go, slithering off into the night to return to the Outlands and his awful mother. \n\n``Kovu,'' she whispered to herself, narrowing her eyes. Zira's secret threat, a male lion to challenge Simba, to kill Kion, and to threaten Kiara. She wouldn't allow it. She'd keep her eyes on this new, mysterious cub and make sure he failed Zira's mission.\n\nEven if it meant a dozen or more sleepless nights in the Gazelle's field.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Nala felt herself running through the high grass in the Savannah, yelling, tears streaming down her face.  ``Kopa!  Kopa, where are you!?''

She knew he liked to hide in the bushes on the south side of Pride Rock, but as fast as she ran, she never got closer to the enormous, rocky structure.  He was gone, and she hadn't been there for him - her first son!  She couldn't have known the little she-cub, Zira's daughter, would lead him to the river swell when the crocodiles were at their most concentrated.

Suddenly she was at Pride Rock, searching the bushes, but there was no one.  Kopa was nowhere to be seen.  The older cub had been born just after Scar was defeated.  He wasn't there - but there was no body.  What if he'd escaped the crocs?  What if he was out there, all alone, without his mother to protect him?  She'd been so fat and tired with Kiara and Kion in her belly that she'd forgotten her first child!  How she hated Zira every time she smiled.  Hated Zira for nuzzling her own son of similar age.

The ragged bitch might be lying, but that didn't change the fact that Kopa was gone.  Nala herself had begged Simba to banish the former Queen of the Pridelands - Zira's allegiance was to Scar even after that monster had been torn apart by hyenas.  That was one body Nala had made sure to see, herself.  A mistake, she realized too late.

``You are banished to the Outlands!'' Simba spoke loudly, with finality in his firm booming voice.  The pride watched aghast.  ``For reckless endangerment of my son.  You've never accepted my rule - and now you don't have to.''

Nala stood behind her husband, gloating down at Zira.  But the old bitch just smiled.  She smiled.  ``Surely you won't take my cubs from me as well,'' pointing to the half-grown Nuka, and nearly newborn Kovu and Vitani.

Looking down at them, Simba felt pity, even for Vitani.  Nala only felt spite.  He looked to her and she bared her teeth.  ``Then they are banished with you,'' he announced.

That led to gasps from the lionesses.  Banishing Zira on weak evidence was one thing, but banishing three cubs?  Kovu and Nuka hadn't done anything wrong.

Now Nala was falling through the air, falling down Pride Rock only to land on her feet, softly, at the watering hole.  She panted, heart-racing, clenching her eyes, remembering every lioness that sided with Zira, joining her exile.  Scar hadn't divided the pride - everyone except Zira realized he had run the Pridelands into the dirt.  It was Simba that had split the lionesses - and only to please his young, stupid, vindictive Queen.

She woke up, panting, and not for the first time, feeling itchy and hot.  Leaving her newborn cubs sleeping soundly between Sarabi and Nuru, the Queen of the Pridelands shook her head, and went for a midnight stroll to clear her muddled mind.

* * * * *

Nuka was on a reconnaissance mission.  It was his first time in the Pridelands since the schism, but his mother wanted information, and what his mother wanted, she got.  And what she wanted was information on the Royal Babies.  Nuka still remembered Que - er - Nala's pregnancy on the night of the schism, but by now the litter should have been born.  Zira needed to know how many, and which was born first, as they stood directly in the line of succession.

Kovu would be tasked with killing them all.  Simba, then his offspring, one after another.

Why Kovu? Nuka wondered.  Why not him?  Zira never explained that part of the plan.  Somehow, Kovu had been picked by Scar, despite Zira's claim that Kovu and Vitani were sired by a rogue lion.  Why would Scar choose the as-yet unborn male cub of Zira's litter over his own flesh-and-blood son who was almost full-grown?  Perhaps because ``full-grown'' was a bit of understatement.  Even Nuka knew that, like his father before him, he'd gotten the short end of the stick.  But would Scar really prefer another lion's cub over his own?

He may be weak but he wasn't stupid.  He knew enough to stay downwind of the many lionesses that Simba had at his disposal.  The Outlanders, of course, had no male leader.  Nuka was the oldest, but Zira had forbidden him from the other lionesses.  In and out of heat they went, and he was forced to leave the pride or suffer in silence.  The females - many of whom were his half-sisters - had taken to satisfying each other, sometimes noisily, while he tried to cover his ratty ears and sleep.  Nuka saw no looks of desire from the ladies - their eyes were all for Kovu, waiting impatiently for the heir to grow up.

Sadly, the talk of the town wasn't Que - Nala's new cubs.  The buzz was about the zebra they'd captured, the first since the herd's return.  They'd be eating well tonight.  One after another, they left the watering hole as the light faded, heading back to the safety of Pride Rock, never knowing they were behind watched by the diminutive, mangy lion.  He was just about to turn around in disgust as the moon hit its highest point for that night, when he heard rustling in the grass.

Freezing, he considered running for it - he'd already left his best concealment.  Whoever it was could see him if they just passed at the correct angle.  But what if it were Simba?  Nuka would stand no chance against that absolute unit of a lion.  He lay crouched as low as he could, heart pounding, as a single lioness approached the watering hole, late at night.

Not likely to overhear her talking to herself, am I? he realized.  Nor would she likely follow if he fled.  He relaxed, breathing slowly, watching the creamy tan lioness stretch, shivering, and walk to the watering hole right in front of him.  Nuka blinked as the unaware lioness knelt to drink, her hindquarters lifting up and pointing straight at the hidden lion.  Oh, bother...

The gentle lapping covered the sound of Nuka's heightened breathing as the apparently young lioness drank.  She paused to stretch, and Nuka almost passed out.  There, a half-dozen feet in front of him, the lone lioness stretched, spreading her legs and lifting her tail until her tuft twitched high in the air, giving the adolescent lion a perfect view of her rump, gleaming in the moonlight.  Her tight brown tailhole peeked through her tight fur, but it was just below that that drew his eye.  She was wet.  And not just her muzzle.  Her folds shone in the reflected beams of light, puffy and inflamed.  She was in heat, and the smell hit his nose shortly afterward.  He watched in awe, the sexy lioness really affecting the frustrated male.

Crinkle.

Oops!  He felt it before he heard it, his dick poking out of his sheath just far enough to ruffle some leaves and grass.  She heard it too, her ear perking up, and every cell in his head told him to tuck tail and run.  But every cell in his hips told him to leap onto the unknown lioness' back and give her what she so clearly hadn't gotten from King Simba.  Could he keep her quiet for long enough?  They were pretty far from Pride Rock.

But those dueling instincts kept him right where he was, whimpering as the powerful lioness spun in a tight circle, her athletic body having no trouble pinpointing the errant sound that had given him away.  He cowered in the grass, even as she approached, slinking like the murderous machine that all lionesses truly were.  One paw flattened the grass to his right, one paw flattened the grass to his left and just like that, she was staring him in the face.

``Nuka?'' Nala asked, in surprise.

The lion was even more surprised.  This wasn't just some lioness.  This was Queen Nala herself!  He'd smelled her heat, he'd ogled her rump, and now she was going to kill him.  That sight was meant for Simba alone.  Fight or flight fueled his veins, and with wide, terrified eyes, he lunged at her.

He'd like to say the fight lasted longer than it did.  He did surprise the young mother, swinging clawless paws at her head and face and snarling as he exploded from the grass.  But Nala was a skilled opponent, giving ground and using his momentum against him.  With practiced ease, the lioness feinted back, rolling head over tail backwards so that Nuka leapt at nothing.  Her back feet poked against his thighs, lifting him up in a tight circle until the spun together, Nuka flipping under Nala until the right moment to stop their rotation, Nala pushing back with both paws to smash Nuka back into the sand, a lion's length closer to the edge of the water.

She stood over the young male, claws out, pinning him to the ground, cocking her head.  ``Okay, what is it?'' she asked casually, as if he hadn't just attacked the Queen of the Pridelands.

Nuka, his curled whiskers standing on end, scrunched his face up apologetically, gasping for breath and staring down at her bared claws digging into his chest.  ``I - I - I...''

Taking note of this, Nala retracted her claws.  No need to scare the fool to death.  Still, he was quite bold to enter the Pridelands, especially this close to the pride.  She'd always felt sorry for the lanky lion - Scar had taken the lion's share of the meat while his son was growing, stunting his growth both physically and mentally.  If Nala hadn't been favored by Scar, she too might have ended up like the scrawny Outlanders.  Speaking softly, she asked again, ``Why are you here, Nuka?  You're not abandoning your mother.''  She wasn't asking, she knew the adolescent was infatuated with Zira, but even so she couldn't help but allow her dislike of that vicious bitch to leak through.

``N-no.  No!'' he gasped weakly, looking left and right.  She could kill him with a swipe of a claw or a single bite.  She weighed more than he did, her rippling muscles still pushing him deep into the sand.  There was no question why this beautiful specimen of a lioness was Queen.  Sarabi had been as beautiful, but Nala's eyes gleamed with cleverness, confidence, and strength.

``She sent you to kill me?'' Nala asked in disbelief.

``What?  N-n-no.  She s-sent me to, uh - uh...I came here on my own...'' he fumbled weakly.

Scouting, then.  Did that mean Zira was planning to make a move?  But what could a dozen half-fed lioness and one Nuka do to the Pride?  She was so lost in thought that it took her another several seconds to notice the lump pressing up against her belly.  He was hiding something hard between his -

Nala's eyes widened, realizing just how intimate this was, her body pressing down along the entire length of the nearly mature male, her face just inches from his.  Her first instinct was to leap off in embarrassment, but she stopped herself.  Nuka had slipped up, all but admitting to a secret mission of some sort, and she needed to know.  She couldn't lose another cub to that scheming viper.

Instead of climbing off of Nuka, she sat up, her paws still holding him down into the dirt.  But now she showed off her toned belly, eight swollen nipples drawing the boy's eyes down to where her belly obscured his humiliating erection.  Lifting one paw, she unsheathed her claws and said, grinning down unsettlingly, ``Why don't you tell me why you're really here.  It'll go better for you.''

Nuke stared down the sexy lioness's body, doing nothing for his arousal but encourage it.  Her teats glistened, drooping somewhat from her otherwise svelte form, but they looked freshly suckled.  Between that and her clearly slender belly (and her heat!) he was certain she'd born her litter already.  How many cubs did it take to suckle all eight teats mostly dry?  Two, three?  But it was her claws that drew his eyes next, and he gaped, ``I-I told you, I came on my own - !''

Nala was surprised to find the boy's loyalty meant more to him than his own life.  Figured, really.  But as Timon had taught her, you catch more bugs with honey than with teeth.  Nala leaned in and made direct eye contact, her lips moving deliberately as she slowly said, ``A young stud like you - you came here to woo one of Simba's lionesses away?''

Nuka dropped his jaw.  Still, it was a better excuse than anything he'd come up with.  ``Y-yeah...'' he gasped half-heartedly.

``Well, it looks like you caught yourself one,'' she purred, pushing her hips against his.  Her belly rubbed meaningfully up against his little, eager cock, making the wiry male groan and squirm.  ``What are you going to do with her?'' she asked, licking her lips.

Nuka blinked.  ``Q-Queen Nala!''

She laughed, her eyes dancing.  ``You still call me Queen?  I never meant to banish you, you know, Nuka.  You could join us again, if you knelt before the King.  Do you want to join with me?''  It wasn't a lie.  She'd wanted to kill Vitani, but she would've let the cub stay.  It was Zira's fault the girl cub had done what she'd done.  But all three of Zira's cubs had chosen to follow the evil schemestress.

Nuka coughed and sputtered.  It was hard to say `no' to Nala.  Especially with her pressing up against his growing, virgin cock.  ``Y-yes...''

``This is your chance, Nuka.  You've never done it before, have you?  She keeps the other lionesses away from you.  I can tell a needy male when I see one.  Well, I'm a needy lioness, and I'm the Queen, and I get. what. I. want.''

A flash before his eyes showed Nuka a vision he'd never seen before.  Hips - Nala's hips - raised in front of him.  He felt so small before them; they took up his entire view.  She backed up until he put his paws up, if only to keep her from squishing him, but as soon as his paw graced her rump, the slender, leonine tail arched over her back.  It looked and felt so real, but the vision faded as fast as it appeared.

Shivering, Nuka held up a paw to her chest, tucking a wet nipple between his digits in awe.  She was experienced, a mother twice over, and not only could she get satisfied whenever she wanted by the powerful, golden Simba, she was actually sworn to him alone.  Was she really offering to -?

As if she could read his mind (and let's be honest, it didn't take a lot of insight), she hiked her rump up a bit, her taut belly no longer blocking the view.  With her legs bent and holding her up, that line of nipples led straight down her creamy belly to her dripping, heat-swollen pussy, which now leaked an inch above his proud, little lion cock.

Now with both paws caressing the older female's belly, he whimpered, ``But you're in heat.  What if you -''

It wasn't likely, of course.  Nuka wouldn't know that.  Still-nursing lionesses were rarely fertile.  In fact, post-partum heat was usually only a response to the loss of a litter - but Kiara and Kion were very much alive.  Nala figured her dreams of Kopa's death had tricked her body into thinking she'd lost her cubs.  But that didn't stop her from teasing the poor boy.  ``Then you get cubs directly in the line of succession,'' she whispered, whiskers perked.  She lowered her hips to the very tip of the shuddering lion, letting him feel the warm, wetness of her supposedly fertile pussy.  ``Are you really going to deny your Queen?  I'm yours for the taking, if...''

``If?'' he panted.

``If you tell me the real reason you're here, Nuka.''  She gave her hips a little gyration just for emphasis, smearing his tip against her still-tight folds.

Nuka dropped his jaw.  ``But... but I did...!''

``Nukaaaaa...'' she cooed, in disbelief.  Gently, she squeezed her puffy lips together, cupping his very tip.  She worried he might, in his eagerness, try to hump up and take what wasn't yet his, so she readied herself, but the obedient fleabag didn't even dare try.  ``Any one of our lionesses could defeat you as easily as I have, and none would show you the time of day.  Why are you really here?'' she whispered huskily, lowering her strong, beautiful muzzle to his to look him right in the eyes, her warm breath blanketing the adolescent's face.

Again, his eyes closed and he trembled as he was trapped in a vision.  Instead of Nala's face, he was climbing onto her back, his belly pressed against her slit.  Small claws dug into her hips, her impossibly long body disappearing into the wisps of a memory.  Had this actually happened?  Before the banishment?  He lined up his tip to her wet pussy and - his eyes snapped open, the vision dispersing.

``Hevi kabisa...'' Nuka groaned, panting up at her.  No one could say no to the Queen, but his own mother would be furious if he gave away her plan.  Maybe he could give away just a little information.  ``Sh-she wanted to find out about your... c-cubs!'' he stammered.

Nala wasn't surprised, but she had the young lion well in her grasp.  She purred softly, opened her mouth, and kissed Nuka, stuffing her tongue into his mouth.  Never mind that he was Scar's son, and Nala suspected that she was Scar's daughter.  Never mind that she'd been fully grown when he was just a newborn.  Never mind that he'd come out of that atrocious, evil bitch.  He had information that might protect her offspring, and she would have it.  She broke the kiss, exhaling heavily and asking, ``That's a good start.  Why?''

Nuka lay there, stunned in the sand, his balls aching.  This was torture.  There ought to be laws against this!  He panted, ``To know how many...''

That was enough to confirm her suspicions, but she wanted him to say it.  ``So that she could...?''

Nuka blinked, lost.

Nala ran a single claw down his tufted chest before pausing and poking it in just hard enough to hurt.  ``She wanted to know how many cubs were in the line of succession,'' Nala growled, ``So... that... she... could... what?''

``Don't make me say it...'' Nuka whined.

She laughed, but there was hardness to her mirth.  ``Think about all you stand to lose if you don't.  I already know.  But say the word, and you get me, all to yourself, while my husband sleeps.  Your first time,'' she added, grinding her hips more firmly against him.

Nuka looked left and right, as if hoping for an escape.  There was none.  He stared down where his dick nestled against Nala's pussy.  The Queen's puffy, heat-swollen cunny.  The most beautiful lioness in the world, aside from his mom.  ``I-I can't...'' he said, looking down in shame.

Losing her patience, Nala leaned down and growled in his ear.  ``So she can kill them.  Say it.''

But Nuka blinked and shook his head.  ``N-no! Not her!''  Then, with a gasp, he clapped his paws to his mouth.

``What?  Then who?  Not you,'' she presumed, casting doubt on the mangy lion's abilities.  He shook his head, but Nala returned the sweetness to her voice, and said, ``You're so close to earning the royal tail, Nuka...''

Ruefully, he let go of his own mouth to say, ``You wouldn't really...''

``Try me,'' she said, eyes gleaming.

What did he owe the little brown shitstain anyway?  If Kovu failed, Zira would come up with a new plan, and a better one.  Taking a deep breath, he said, ``Her new cub.  Kovu.  She's training him up to fight.''

Nala felt cold in her stomach.  So, she'd gotten another male cub, and likely one she'd ensure didn't end up like the pile of bones beneath her.  She knew Zira'd been pregnant first, so Kovu would be older and stronger than Kion, and it's not like Simba had shown much prowess in fighting other lions.  At least it would be two to one.  Her only consolation was that she knew the plan, and that it would take over two years for the cub to grow to his full size.  She'd thought Zira wouldn't have the patience, and would try to face Simba somehow herself.

``Excellent, Nuka.  You've served your Queen well.  And now it's my turn to serve you.''

Nuka's eyes went wide.  ``You're really gonna...?''

Nala perched herself above the pathetic excuse for a lion.  He was likely her half-brother, but he'd done as she asked, and she wanted to make sure she could obtain his cooperation in the future, if need be.  There was hardly much of a risk, since she was still nursing.  She hated the thought of betraying her true love, Simba, but of course, he got to sleep with any number of lionesses.  But no, this wasn't about cheating.  This was about protecting her cubs at any cost.  And for now, the price was awfully low.

Leaning forward, she said, ``Because I'm not a liar, like your mom.''

With that, the Queen of the Pridelands sank herself down on Nuka's small but solid, triangular cock, her wet lips parting easily for him.  As far as her body was concerned, she was still in heat and he had what she needed.  He wasn't as big as Simba, but his half-flared barbs still tingled as he opened her up.  Nuka stared in disbelief until she finally sat flush with his belly, the dark brown lion hilting her.  Only then did he realize this was really happening.

But what flashed in front of his eyes wasn't.  The dream, vision, or memory arced through his brain, and once again he was perched on her back, barely reaching her ribcage.  He was so small, he must be a little more than a cub.  Had he been cornered by Queen Nala, only for her to slut herself out to one not yet a yearling?  It felt so real, so true.  Nala was a slut among sluts, so unsatisfied with, with...

Scar?

Nuka's subconscious started to clear, bit by bit, and he could remember... shaky unsure thrusts... Nala sighing and moaning... the tiny cub turning his head... and there was his illustrious father.  This must've been right before he was deposed.  Nala had no mate then, so it made much more sense - in her desperation, she'd turned to Nuka and been caught.  No wonder Zira hated her!  He felt himself continue to pump away desperately, despite his father, the powerful lion's voice saying, ``So jealous of your new Queen, Zira?  I never realized you were so petty.''

What?

Nuka shook his head, and the fog finally settled.  Her long body was visible now, but it wasn't Nala.  It was his own mother, glaring over her shoulder in anger at Scar.  H-he was fucking his own mom!?

``Queen indeed - Nala is your daughter, so I figured why not breed my son?''

Wait, had Scar chosen Nala to replace Zira as his Queen?  Nala was King Scar's daughter?  The words were seared into his memory, even though he hadn't fully understood them as a child.  Nuka felt himself getting closer and closer, until he couldn't hold back any longer.  He was no virgin, he realized.  Scar spoke again, ``Foolish female.  So fixated on getting back at me you haven't heard: Nala fled, with my litter in her belly.  The traitorous whore.  You're my Queen once again.''

``K-King Scar,'' she groaned, Nuka still grunting as he claimed his mother's convulsing pussy. ``F-forgive me.''

That's when Nuka felt claws around his neck, even as he panted and came. The cub struggled to breathe, his father's cruel grip inadvertently strengthening each watery spurt of barely pubescent seed into his mother's womb. Scar pressed his claws into Nuka's throat, though all Nuka could see was Zira's terrified expression as she cried, ``No!  Spare him!  He doesn't know what he's doing!''

The claws retracted, but his grip tightened.  The vision started to dim.  ``Spare him, I will.  He may be my son, but he will never be King.''

``Th-then who?'' Zira whined.

Scar chuckled.  ``Perhaps he'll give you our grandchildren.  Then let the first-born male be first in line.  Now get him out of my sight before I change my mind!''  Nuka could feel the pain as his father suffocated him until the abusive patriarch forcibly yanked Nuka out of his mother's warmth and tossed him across the den like discarded bones. He bounced once, then rolled until he lay limp in a cloud of dust, the combination of abuse nearly killing him. Zira's worried expression bounding toward him swirled into a draining spiral as the memories of his first time stolen by his mother and nearly being killed by his father were quickly suppressed within the back of his mind. Suppressed... until they were triggered again by Nala.

Nuka's eyes flung open, gasping in equal shock and pleasure, staring up at the Queen.  She seemed oblivious to the flood of memories that had just wracked the young male's brain.  She was gritting her teeth and rocking up and down on Nuka's cock, giving him exactly what she'd promised.  But she was only the second MILF Nuka had apparently fucked.  The mangy teenaged lion shuddered, realizing that that had cost him far more.

``Nnngaah!'' Nuka groaned, overwhelmed.  Is...Kovu...my son?  He could only ponder that question for a second before the beautiful golden lioness above him leaned down to lick his face, startling him back to the present.  ``Q-Queen Nala...!'' he gasped, his eyes meeting hers only to flick down between them to stare in disbelief at his own cock - something he'd worked himself many a time.  The powerful predator was riding him, sinking her hips all the way down until she was flush with him before moaning and lifting herself up to do it again.

``What a waste to have banished you...'' she shivered.  The yearling was her third lover, and not as experienced as Scar, nor as powerful as Simba, but that didn't stop her pussy lips from squirming as she sank down his barbed cock, letting the mangy lion poke up close to her heat-prepped womb.  ``But now you can serve your Queen in a new way,'' she grinned, gushing wetly onto him.

Reaching up with both paws, Nuka cradled Nala's tawny belly, as if imagining himself inside her, buried deep, her royal chamber just waiting for him.  ``H-how?'' he asked, whiskers twitching.

``You can be my spy.  Not to betray your mother - to protect your prince and princess.  When you have new information, I will pay you for it - just like this...'' she smiled, lips curling at the edge of her mouth.''

``Y-you'd do this again...?'' he asked incredulously.

She bit her lip, panting.  To have such power over him - sure, she could outwrestle Simba, but this was something different.  Reaching back behind herself with one paw, she gripped Nuka's balls, hard.  While he whimpered, she said, ``Turn over the triangle rock in the Gazelle's field, and I will meet you there that night.  If you have anything new to report...'' she rocked her hips, turning tight circles on his cock to emphasize her point.  ``And if you happen to time your information with my heat?  So be it.''  With emphasis, she squeezed his balls until he yelped, before letting go entirely.

``Oh my -''

But she leaned forward and broke whatever useless thing he was going to say, kissing him hard, her tongue slamming into his muzzle.  She outwrestled him in strength and in mouth, digging her claws into the yearling's chest before redoubling her humps.  Up, down, up, down, almost slipping off the end of his short dick before plunging back down and squeezing him like her most intimate lover.  Nuka was overwhelmed, trying to kiss back, his balls now aching with the need to release.  He was just a young lion, unable to moderate his efforts.  Nala knew everything, and still, smashed her hips down against his, holding them tightly together despite her fading heat, despite the risk - his promised payment for the information that might save her son, daughter, or husband.  It's not like Simba could object to raising Scar's grandcubs - not if Nala herself was Scar's daughter!

``Ahhh!'' he wailed, half muffled before he broke their kiss to roar out.  He slammed up as best he could, tickling Nala's cervix as he finally erupted inside her, a matter of less than a minute, as typical for lions, but what a minute.  He was really breeding her - the Queen - and no one else but the birds in the trees and the frogs in the watering hole knew.  He emptied himself into her, the warm, wet connection of their loins temporarily enhanced.  He shuddered and moaned in disbelief until he lay there panting, stunned.

Nala grinned, panting back, until she raised herself slowly off the young lion, grimacing as his barbs raked her pussy.  She hadn't cum - not from that position.  Not without the pain.  But she knew just the effect she'd had on young Nuka.  He was hers now.  He'd love his mother, sure, but he'd backstab her in a second for a piece of Nala's tail.  And all she had to do to maintain her perfect spy was sneak off every week or so behind Simba's back.  Would she really give Nuka her true heat?  She wasn't sure.  But that didn't stop her from wondering if this post-partum heat might just work out for the young lion.  If she bore another litter so soon, would Simba suspect?  Had she really just risked a litter with her half-brother by Zira?

But it was worth it for Zira's plan.  Knowing in advance what to look out for and what not to worry about would set Nala's mind at ease.  She rolled over in the dirt, panting and relaxing by the watering hole, her mind racing.

``Th-thank you, my Queen,'' she heard a few minutes later, as the wiry little lion stood up on shaky legs.

She had to suppress an eyeroll at being thanked for fucking his brains out.  She rolled onto her back, her ears almost touching the water, paws tucked up against her chest.  ``It was my pleasure,'' she purred.

Nuka turned tail to flee, but the rumble in her throat gave him pause.  He looked back, over his shoulder at the sexy lioness, and his eyes widened.  Her eyes.  Heavens, her eyes.  She was staring up at him, head tilted forward, a smile on her face.  A knowing, beckoning look.  Was he fooling himself?

There was no mistaking her next move.  She spread her hind legs, showing off her freshly bred entrance, tail curled across the dirt.  Nuka didn't know any male lion that could resist an invitation like that.  Holding his breath, he turned fully around, padding toward her presented pussy.  ``I...I don't have any new information...'' he panted.

Nala purred again.  ``Consider this a future investment.''

He didn't need to be told twice.

The young male had instincts if not experience, and for the first time, he took the initiative with a lioness, and not his own mother.  Perhaps it was a blessing that he didn't know the Queen was his half-sister.  Nuka followed his nose, but while Nala expected him to climb over her splayed belly, he stopped between her legs, sniffing at his handiwork.  ``It's all yours,'' she purred, curling her toes to either side of his head.

Sniffing deep, he snorted at the strong smell, then buried his muzzle against his Queen's juicy pussy, never minding the small cumstain that graced her lower lips.  Huffing like a good stud lion, he planted his rough, wet tongue right up against - and then in - her trembling pussy, parting her cleft in a painful, delightful way.  Nala dropped her jaw in surprise and yowled.  Scar rarely did this for her, and Simba even more rarely, but Nuka's tongue far outpaced his dick in size, the sandpaper texture a fair stand-in for the barbs that she was craving.  Forelegs on either side of her body, she dug her claws into the mud, never-mind the mess, and bit off a roar at the last second.  Nuka had already called out - but if the pride heard her voice too, they'd come running to investigate.  Shuddering, she humped up against him, pressing her crotch against the young lion's open mouth.  ``Ohhh, Nuka...,'' she whined.

But he couldn't reply, except to bury himself deeper, tasting every inch, every crevice of her beautiful cunny, amazed at the strength of her contractions on his tongue.  She'd just massaged his cock, and he wanted that again, but the scent, the taste, the sound of her overheated body groaning and gasping kept him licking for more.

He never could seem to follow the rules.  Back in the Outlands, Zira made sure that he mated with no one, though by the rules of lionkind he should have been King.  Kovu was too young to take care of the heated lionesses, and so they went wanting.  Now, in the Pridelands, Nuka could have any lioness who would accept him (assuming Simba didn't interrupt), except for the Queen.  She was the only lioness off-limits, to be bred only by the King, and that's who he'd managed to end up with.  And while their first time together had been transactional, even Nuka realized that this time was personal.  This was intimate.  She wanted to cum, and it was his job to serve the Queen.

Her wet, clenching tunnel squeezed around his tongue, leaving pearls of salty flavor spilling down his throat, only spurring him on.  His dick was so hard now it felt like it was pulling him forward, humping the air so hard he fell forward, ripping his rough tongue from Nala's pussy.  She gasped and groaned in displeasure, but she didn't tell him to stop, even as the young male scrambled up her belly.  He'd been her plaything, but now he was the one in control, his whole body quivering as he stepped over the beautiful, powerful lioness, starting up at that face again, her beckoning smile drawing him forward like a siren.

But another scent delayed him.  Only now did he realize how flush and full her teats were, the swollen nubs poking out of her tawny fur.  She was still nursing, of course, and the young male remembered his own youth at Zira's nipples.  Without realizing what he was doing, he reached down and took one of her prime nubs into his mouth, suckling.

Nala blinked in surprise at the familiar sharp pain, where Kion or Kiara should be, gazing down to watch the mangy male begin to nurse.  She was certainly full, and Nuka didn't hold back, his paws rubbing her flanks as he guzzled milk from her teat, white fluid staining his mouth and whiskers.  Perhaps if he'd had better access to Zira as a child, he'd have grown larger or stronger, because he certainly had the appetite!  Nala thought about pushing him away, but she reconsidered, taking pity on him, watching with a small smile as she fed the nearly-full-grown lion.

``Mmmm...grgggl...mmmm,'' he panted between gulps, really worshiping the young mother.  Nala, still turned on by his earlier tongue work, leaned back and rocked her hips weakly against his belly, even the sudden suckling providing small teases of arousal.  He seemed so needy and felt so close to her, but not like a cub to its mother.  It did make clear to Nala that she was dealing with a young, impressionable lion.

When he sucked that teat dry, he licked his lips, stained with milk.  But as he was about to dive in for the other prime nipple, she pushed him away with a giggle.  ``I need some for my cubs, Nuka.''

Still licking his chops, the boy mumbled his apology, continuing to scale the Queen as if he hadn't taken a lunch break.  He continued in silence, shivering at the way she pushed up against his chest, then belly, then crotch.  It was clear what she wanted, and Nuka had more than one hunger to sate.  Just as his dick throbbed between her inner thighs, Nala reached up to lick the side of his face.  Wide-eyed and trembling, preparing for his third `first time', he stared down at her.  ``Oh, what I want to do to you...  my Queen.''

She reached up again, but instead of a lick, she whispered in his ear.  ``Then do it.''

Before she could lay her head back against the water line, Nuke had already pulled Nala back in for a raging kiss, this time his tongue starting it off, his wiry whiskers brushing against her perfect ones, eager weakling locked to perfect royalty.  Nala could taste her own rich milk on his tongue, but she resisted the urge to overpower him and search his mouth, letting him do the work this time.  He deserved to take a lioness himself for the first time.  So instead of pushing up, she spread her legs flat to the ground, her pussy presented, waiting for him.

It was so against Pride law, but he had already been exiled.  Simba couldn't expect Nuka to bother with that old tradition.  Here was a lioness in heat, spread eagle and waiting for him - so what if she was the Queen?  So what if she was his mother's arch-rival?  So what if she was his sister...?  The laws of nature superseded those of lionkind, and he growled, kissing her harder, as he opened his eyes to stare into Nala's own, shivering, and humping down into her.

Her petals met his tip and parted wetly with ease, already slicked up by his tongue and her arousal.  She would've roared, were her mouth unoccupied. She mewled pathetically instead as the unfit, rogue male hilted himself inside her.  He'd wrinkled up his nose and was huffing loudly into her mouth, their pose somewhat awkward for lions.  He did his best with it, though, humping quickly in sharp, sharp bursts, barbs raking along the inside of her tunnel.  That's what she'd been missing.  She grunted into his throat and shuddered hard with each pull-back, trying o keep their lips fused together and clenching her cunny hard to really send those shockwaves through her body that said ``breed''.  If ever there was a chance for Nuka to sneak cubs into the Queen of the fucking Pridelands herself, this was it.  A fresh load still sloshed inside her, waiting for an egg, the pain stimulating something deeper still. Nala ripped her tongue from his maw with a wet thwock. Fuck the lionesses. ``Oh...Nuka!'' she praised him again, wailing it unto the heavens.

Oh, it was cheating, now more than ever.  At least before she'd been demanding payment.  Now Nala slotted her legs in between his thighs, attempting her best to wrap them around his frame, and humped up against the wiry young stud, staring up into his excited, lust-filled eyes.  She was for Simba only, especially in heat, and Nuka's mangy fur wracked against her belly, getting stained with excess milk.  Shuddering, Nala knew she'd never have dealt with her half-brother like this if not for Kopa - if she didn't know how dangerous Zira was.  She needed Nuka on her side, and this was the easiest way to get it, especially from a momma's boy like him.  She reached up and wrapped her front paws around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss, and, already whimpering, their tongues were entwined, twirling together in time to his steadily rocking thrusts.

Nuka was betraying his mother, certainly.  At least he could return with the information Zira requested, but she hated Queen Nala.  She was supposed to be Queen, after all.  But as much as he loved his mother - apparently literally - no male lion could look at Nala on her back, smiling, panting, moaning, wailing up at him and not be drawn in.  Now, kissing her as deeply as he could while making love to her, he felt like a true stud for the first time, his small cock tightly cupped in her searing pussy, clenching down extra hard when he pulled back his barbs.  He swished his tail a few times before Nala twisted hers up with his, intertwining them much like their desiccated seeking tongues, Nuka's young body overwhelmed by the sheer power of her willing body.

Now Nala gasped and moaned with each pull-back, her instincts reacting to the proud, breeding heritage of felines.  It hurt so fucking good.  He was nothing compared to Simba, nor even Scar, but that didn't matter to her quivering cunny.  She clenched and unclenched her four paws, claws digging tracks in Nuka's shoulders.  ``Oh, Nala...'' Scar's abandoned son groaned, pumping faster.

``Harder,'' Nala whispered in his ear before licking the side of his face.  ``At least give your Queen a solid try.  My womb is up for the taking...''

``Unnnngh!'' he grunted into her own ear, nuzzling her. The boy clenched his teeth so hard, he worried they'd crack.

``Aaah, aaah!'' she moaned, her husky voice music to his ears.  He'd never thought to hear a female make those sounds for him.  Gritting himself, he held off on cumming for another twenty seconds, just concentrating on raking the Queen's insides again, and again, and again, and again, until she was begging for it.

``Now, Nuka,'' she whined, ears flat and eyes wide, her mouth curled up in a pained snarl.  ``Claim your reward!''

And he did with one last thrust and a loud splurt! With every fiber of his strength, Nuka humped so hard, their conjoined rumps briefly lifted off the waterline floor. Shuddering, he used this to his advantage, with each uncontrolled spasm of his orgasming body. Of course, the whole courtship lasted only a few moments, and his contributions were minimal.  A proper breeding would take hours, if not days, but he had to take what he could get, even if that meant a vanishingly small chance.  He yowled somewhat pathetically and squeezed his nuts a second time, gasping and panting while Nala actually moaned and shuddered around him, drawn into the throes of her own orgasm.  What had she really lost in this exchange?  She'd gained information, she'd gotten a good time, and Simba would be none-the-wiser.  Even if the scrawny lion managed to claim her, Simba wouldn't know.  She would do anything to protect her children.  Anything.

Erupting off of her with a loud growl, Nuka ripped his barbs from her clenching pussy, sending her snarling up at him, her four paws scratching and clawing.  But he was already gone.  Rubbing her head against the ground, Queen Nala shivered and flopped back and forth, riding the waves of her afterglow, and stirring the seed pooling within, only to stiffen when Nuka returned. But his eyes weren't searching for a third mount.  No, he returned to her teat, suckling gently, and once again, she let him, against her better judgment.  He was a momma's boy, after all, and he could use the nutrients.

``That's enough,'' she said, cutting him off a minute later.  Nuka licked his lips and nodded, and Nala was almost sad to see him go, slithering off into the night to return to the Outlands and his awful mother.

``Kovu,'' she whispered to herself, narrowing her eyes.  Zira's secret threat, a male lion to challenge Simba, to kill Kion, and to threaten Kiara.  She wouldn't allow it.  She'd keep her eyes on this new, mysterious cub and make sure he failed Zira's mission.

Even if it meant a dozen or more sleepless nights in the Gazelle's field.

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