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This followed after the lioness Laara, following the events of this story >>> https://aryion.com/g4/view/1072324 , introduced the gryphon Belo to the rest of her pride. Can Belo deal with the plethora of horny lionesses, or has he bitten off more than he can chew this time?

Find out in the following story, written by my friend  Fischie, to whom this gryphon Belo belongs.

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A welcome surprise 2

(Implied vore, pellet regurgitation, interspecies breeding)



Belo smirked at the retreating lion, his tail and shoulders hanging low as he stepped from the slightly green patch around the trees his pride was resting on.
“Too bad. I love it when they make a fuss.” the gryphon chuckled. “I bet he would have been delicious.”
Right as he was basking in the looks he collected from most of the lionesses, ranging from admiration to overt ‘breed me’ stares, a dignified voice addressed him from the shade of a tree.
“That is our king you are talking about. We are going to need him once you head back north. We ask you not to cause too much trouble while you are here.”
The speaker was a very mature lioness who looked at him with equal measures of curiosity, worry and weariness. Unlike the flabbergasted lionesses with their eyes glued to his drooping balls and or his triple hyena filled stomach, this one seemed very aware of the fact that he was only staying a while. Or that it would not be far from Belo’s best interest to be a flying extinction event for the whole pride of delicious, filling lions.
“Wait, you are going to leave? But not soon, right?” asked Young Natinni, who had been circling around Belo since he had stepped into their little resting spot.
“Yes and maybe.” replied the gryphon, looking from the slightly disappointed young adult to the lofty matron who shot him a questioning glare and then answered for him.
“He is a bird. He is here to stuff his belly with our prey -and hopefully not more than that- and then head back north once the snow melts, isn’t that right.”
Belo nodded.
“I bet if we ask him reeeally nicely, he will treat us well.” Snickered Laara from her basking stone, still leaking some excess gryphon semen from her first encounter with Belo.
“Laara, you are the most impressive sexual deviant I met all my live and that means something given what I have been up to at your age, but how do we even know he is safe?” she growled, acting very much the annoyed parent she was, looking down on Natinni with her thought reading mom eyes.
“Oh you could test me yourself.” chuckled Belo at which Saarga scoffed.

Opting to leave the Saarga to grump on her own, Belo turned around and walked out in the sun and into the middle of the other lions. There were some younger males in the group as well and just to not anger the borderline cockblocking matron any more, he resisted licking his beak at them. Instead he searched around for volunteers, because the scent of half a dozen curious and or breedable lionesses was getting to him, leading to his sheath tingling and dripping with musky advertisement of his virility once more. As he was eye-shopping for his next lay, he missed the “But mom” glance Natinni was shooting at Saarga, but he sure noticed a warm face rubbing against his bloated lower belly.
“Hello there handsome, I’m Zanti and I am going to take one for the team so you don’t eat us all.” she purred, visibly amazed by his guts casually processing twice her weight in hyenas.
“Are you not a little pregnant for this?” Belo asked curiously, half honestly, half to feign concern to get Saarga off his back.
“Well, from what Laara told me, I really should not let you inside to play with my cubs.” she mused, seductively pressing her swollen flanks into his. “But from what I have heard you still have not tried a lion’s tailhole.” she teased and crouched under his belly, crossing over to his left side, sliding her tail over his sensitive sheath on her way. “What do you say?”
Belo bit his tongue. It was clear that Laara had advertised him and his story for every second since their return, but that included the omission of the lone male he had fucked into oblivion before consuming him right when he landed after crossing the ocean.
“Sure, I would love to. But tell me when it gets too big for you.” he purred, eagerly sidestepping so she was underneath him.
“Good luck bottoming out in me.” she purred, pressing her snout into his liquid filled gut.
“That won’t be the problem, sister.” Laara giggled from her perch.

Belo looked around, satisfied Laara, eager but intimidated Natinni and annoyed Saarga watching him from all angles alongside the other lions. In a way it was showtime.


“Come on then, take me big guy, this is the least I can do for keeping my friend safe and getting those yeens off our asses.” Zanti purred and hiked up her hips under Belo’s drooping stomach, her tail moved to the side. “Just remember which hole to use.” she reiterated.
“Oh don’t worry, I will take good care of you. And probably a few others.” he purred as he carefully took aim and pressed his slightly exposed yet already leaking tip under her tail. His erection started to grow the second he felt the eager lioness’s flesh cupping his tapered head and much to Zanti’s pleasure, when he purred, the vibrations reached all the way to his cock.
“If digesting a few hyenas gets all of you that eager, I might empty the area of them before I fly home.” he teased, receiving Zanti’s aroused shudder well and rewarding it with a surge of more gryphon cock squelching its way into her backdoor.
“Mnhhh~ he is so much thicker” purred the lioness underneath him and through the thin layer of flesh between it and his cock, Belo could feel her pregnant pussy clench in delight.
“That was just the tip” chuckled the gryphon and the only lioness who had already had him. Belo looked over to Laara and winked at her where she sat up, one leg draped around the back of her head and firmly licking her recently bred folds. The gryphon suspected this had nothing to do with cleaning though. As his erection formed to its full size and both his knots slipped back out of his sheath, causing many lion eyes to go wide with either shock, envy or desire, Belo stepped back a little to not overwhelm Zanti. So far he had pushed up to his first knot into her, guessing by her panting and lusty groans that this was already plenty for the eager female.
“A little more?” he asked a little selfishly since stimulation of his knots was a key ingredient to any good orgasm for the large gryphon.
“Just a smidge.” she groaned and braced herself for impact.

“Fuuuck, how is he kneading my pussy through my ass?” groaned the lioness and started to move back and forth, matching his rhythm as the huge predator cuddle-fucked her with a cock that could break her wide open. She felt the familiar sensation of her own juices seeping down her tight little feline sex, unsure if one of the new and arousing sensations a moment ago had already been an orgasm, but what she was headed for now was definitely one. Her heart started to race and as the gryphon’s cock grew a lot thicker at the beginning of what Laara narrated as “the smaller knot” she could feel his softly barbed, rigid tip ironing out a bend in her guts and making her swaying pregnant belly feel more full than it already was. Then it was time for their hips to move in separate directions once more and the sensation changed to a wonderfully intense raking of his barbs along her tender insides that made her eyes roll back. On the next push inside, she continued exploring her limits, thankful for the gryphon keeping everything else steady and letting her be in control.
“I am close.” the gryphon purred, sending waves of gentle vibrations through her stuffed rear. Her only reply was another clench and to start drooling both from her maw and winking pussy. One, two, three more repetitions and then something inside her burst like a bomb of pure bliss.
Zanti clenched her eyes shut and opened her maw as a deeply needy moan turned into an orgasmic roar. Her entire body tensed up and her folds slightly bulged as her orgasming insides tried to milk a cock that was in the ‘wrong’ hole. A thin jet of clear squirt sailed from her agitated lips and partially landed on the gryphon’s hefty orbs. The lioness was feeling almost overwhelmed until the gryphon’s cock throbbed inside her, reaching a slightly elevated girth and his barbs stood up. When the first jet of hot sunny semen gushed deep into her, Zanti’s legs gave up and she slumped down on the ground. Her last instinctual response before collapsing into a quivering mess was to ensure she landed on her side, not on her unborn cubs.


Belo’s dripping shaft had barely stopped swinging above the collapsed Zanti when Natinni jumped off, leaving a damp spot of soil behind.
“Me next! Fill me next!” she called out to Belo and ran right up to him, grabbing his tail in her jaws and playfully tugging on him to show the gryphon she wanted to be underneath him very badly, but the panting heap of afterglow that was Zanti was blocking the space under his belly.

“Natinni, get back there. Let go of the gryphon, he is dangerous!” Saarga called out, even bothering to stand up to warn and scold her daughter. She had seen how easily that beast had scared their not at all weak king into surrendering his pride to him and when Laara told everyone Belo had thrown an adult hyena into the air and consumed it in the same time it would have needed to hit the ground, she believed her. But fear for her daughter was only part of what caused her heart to race. At the back of her head she knew fully well that she was angry at the gryphon because he had no respect for lion customs. Especially the one saying that he should have made friends with the pride’s matron before running around breeding every eager youngster stumbling under his belly. Coincidentally that was Saarga herself and it made her fuming while the fact that this subtle, accidental degradation was turning her on only fanned the flames of her agitation. When her tail started swirling around, she could not even tell herself if it was to show how close she was to running in there to save her daughter from possible consumption or if it was to fan the scent of her arousal over to the obviously overqualified male.

Natinni did what any young adult lioness would do when her body told her she wanted something and ignored her mother’s nagging. The need in her lower belly burned with the fury of the sun and between Laara’s story and Zanti’s display, Natinni knew she would hate herself forever if she missed out on this chance. She had been underneath some of the younger males in the pride before who were unsuccessful in both passing on their genes and pleasuring her. But at least they had given her enough experience to know that Belo’s massive endowment was potentially lethal to a still tight young thing like herself, if used wrong enough. But as she tugged on his tail, her eyes swaying between the swaying erection that was almost as long as one of her legs and those fat drooping cum factories under his tail, she knew she wanted him in her and she wanted his seed to take root. Every lioness thought their first litter was special but Natinni was going to make it actually true.
“Come on and breed me already.” she snarled around his tail with determined impatience while her previous suitors felt gut punched by that display of eagerness from her. They had to wrestle her down to be reluctantly allowed to take her and here she was practically begging a male for his seed, outside her own species too.

“Alright, I surrender.” Belo chuckled and looked back at the lioness with a warm smirk around the edge of his beak. “Are you as stretchy as the others?” he asked curiously, to which a suddenly bashful Natinni and a slightly jealous Saarga replied with “no” in very different tones.
The young lioness smiled when the gryphon tugged his tail from her maw and rolled on his back, dwarfing Zanti who was in a similar pose and putting his copious male features on full display for the flustered lioness in front of them.
“Climb on my belly. Show me what you can do and I will hold still until I know I won’t hurt you.”

Natinni was shaking, dripping her fragrant arousal onto the gryphon’s fur when she scaled ‘Mount Gurgle’ her paws sunk deeply into his form, allowing her to feel the fully liquefied hyenas flowing just inches under her paw pads. It made a lot of images spin in her mind. Among other things, images of how ravenous and powerful their offspring would be. Then she looked at the massive semi firm cock laid out on the slightly round gryphon belly. She lowered her head towards it, sniffing her way past the first third which had been buried in Zanti’s rear and then applied her tongue to the warm sheath, the oily section where the fur pouch pressed against the back of the utterly massive second knot and then worked her way up towards its middle. She felt rather proud at how fast this colossal -for a lioness- member reacted to her attention. She could actually feel the heat radiating from it when fresh blood gushed in to inflate the imposing shaft to its full girth and firmness once more. She could also feel the gryphon’s curious glance on her rear and did not wait for him to tell her to turn around.
“This is going to be good.” purred Zanti from her vantage point besides them. If Belo buried his length in Natinni, there was a good chance his tip would reach her stomach. But she knew from recent experience that this avian stud respected the limitations of his lovers.

Natinni was shaking with a potent mix of excitement, hormone controlled horny greed, intimidation and explorative curiosity. It felt like her brain was being stewed in all these emotions, but that was a mere afterthought since her nethers had long since seized control over her body. She turned around, spending a split second to be awed by the river of digested hyenas under her moving paws before she assumed her mating position. It felt strange to do this so far up, on top of her mate. Her claws deployed as she tensed up when the heat of his cock approached her soaked folds. All the other lions were watching in stunned silence. The gryphon’s powerful muscles tensed underneath her. They probably weighed more than her entire body and they were going to be used to fuck her. Hopefully until she almost passed out just like Zanti.
Natinni gasped when the hot pre-soaked tio pressed on her lower tail, then heavily dragged its way down, over her pucker, causing her to angle her hips up more. Then the firm slender cocktip slotted into her plush soft folds and it felt as if her heart skipped a beat.
“Good girl.” Belo purred and just like in Laara’s story his cock shook under the rumbling sound, causing Natinni’s little folds to clench rapidly. “Just take your time, slide back and explore your limits. Don’t worry about me. I love the look your face is about to display.”

She was not entirely sure what he meant but she was sure what she wanted. Pressing her hind paws into his belly some more, her eager sex moved towards the gryphon’s loins and his tapered tip slipped into her body. His barbs were a lot softer than those of lions, firm fleshy prongs instead of needle like hooks but attached to a much girthier cock. Once the tip was all the way in, it already massaged her walls with a girth her previous suitors could only be jealous of and when the main shaft began slipping into her eager lips, spreading them with the gentle incline of his taper, spreading his elevated heat into her sex, Natinni gasped.
“That is the look.” Belo snickered casually as the young lioness was having a sexual revelation on top of him. She looked down at his beaky face, feeling a little challenged and a little silly with how calm he was while she was already panting, feeling her body working hard to adapt to his size. She then closed her maw and started bouncing her hips up and down, slowly going deeper a little bit, every odd descent. She had not expected him to be so warm nor had she expected her body to keep involuntarily clenching on him, making his girth slightly painful every time her insides decided on their own to do it. Then there was the scent. It was like a fog cloud shrouding the gryphon, a musky haze promising her that she was going to be a very lucky expectant mother if she just let him work his magic. In a subtle way and with a lot of collaboration from her own instincts, the scent drugged her, pushing her onwards, lower, deeper. Her brain was merely a prisoner by now, watching things unfold and when her gaze travelled over to her scowling mother for a second, Natinni’s auto pilot decided a smug grin was in order. She had no idea that Saarga was currently experiencing many of the urges which had driven her to climb on top of Belo.

Natinni’s dream was to feel the gryphon bottom out in her, to have him bulge her lower gut as if she had had a very filling meal. She never experienced it before, but Laara and some other nesses of the pride occasionally yearned for “a little more” and hooked up with some of the notoriously hung herbivores instead of eating them. Their stories fueled Natinni’s fantasies, but reality clawed her back when she felt a sudden pang on the upper edge of her folds. A quick sharp pain made her shudder and pause.
“Everything alright?” Belo asked as he noticed her gasp and break her riding rhythm.
“Too girthy.” she groaned as if that was a failure on her part. The gryphon tried to hide his disappointment, but she caught on to a flicker of it in his eyes.
“First time?” he asked compassionately.
“No.” she replied a little bashfully as she resumed moving her hips up and down on him. She hoped that she was good enough for him. The gnawing thought of being the one lioness he did not like to fuck crept into her mind for a second as the subsiding ache in her sex allowed her brain to play its tricks on her.
“Well, once I am gone, your suitors will have a lot of trouble keeping up with what you will be used to by then.”

His mischievous, seductive smirk was enough to free her mind of doubt once more and she resumed sliding her sex up and down his rod, going so far up that his lowest row of barbs tickled her black pussy lips and then so far in that she just skirted around the part that forced her young lips apart too far. Within a few minutes of this, she was panting and moaning, enjoying the best time of her sexual life and showing it to everyone as her sticky juices started to drool down the vast amount of unused gryphon length, one noisy feline orgasm at a time.
“When will you flood me too?” she huffed after a while, long after her thighs started feeling sore.
It was the gryphon’s turn to look a little bashful. A strange look on a beast who could devour her whole and alive and call it a light breakfast.
“I might need some attention to my knots to peak.” he admitted and before Natinni tried to work out how much she was willing to sacrifice to make it work, the gryphon moaned out in sudden delight.
“I know what you are thinking, Natinni. Don’t do it. Let me help.”
“Thanks, mom.” the young lioness huffed and already felt Belo’s cock throbbing and leaking profusely every time her ears told her that Saarga’s experienced tongue was pressing the gryphon’s most sensitive buttons with deadly accuracy.

“Oh fuck, this is so intense.” Natinni moaned as Belo’s throbbing member was jostling her hips about. His barbs started to stand up and he leaked so much pre into her it was running down all the way to her mother’s lapping tongue.
“I’m coming ag…” the words were choked out when her eyes widened in the most blissful kind of shock as the gryphon climaxed underneath her. She did not understand what her mother’s awe-inspiring voice was saying as the gryphon’s cum pumping urethra made the underside of his hard cock bulge. She was on the brink of forgetting her own name when the hybrid’s plentiful ejaculation bridged the small gap between his buried tip and her cervix, massaging that sensitive spot with one jet of concentrated virility after another, getting no small amount of it to spill right inside her expectant womb. Just like Zanti before her, Natinni’s eyes rolled back and her shaking legs gave up. Belo actually had to catch her to lay her out on his belly instead of having her impaled under her own weight. An action which gained him no small amount of favour with the mother of the writhing mess receiving his newest load.
“Hey, Zanti.” the young lioness said with a shaking voice, still unable to move and with a bit much gryphon inside her.
“Yes?”
“My chicks are going to eat your cubs.” Natinni giggled weakly before pulling herself forwards to slide off Belo’s persistent erection, causing a tidal wave of excess cum to spill on his belly.

Saarga had been very cautious of the gryphon at first. She was still not certain he would not end up devouring a pride member before his stay in the savannah was over. However she too was first and foremost a lioness. And if a massive, exceedingly strong male parks himself in front of her, mating two lionesses, her own daughter among them, half unconscious while effortlessly digesting three adult hyenas, her body reacted accordingly. It was not like the pride’s lead male was going to walk back onto the gryphon’s menu to sneak a fresh litter into her experienced womb and the teasing words her daughter had said to Zanti were as true as they were audacious. Anyone who took the gryphon’s seed was going to have an advantage over the rest when it came to passing on their genes. Saarga was not thinking that strategically right now, with her tongue basically gummed with gryphon musk, sheath oils and Natinni’s liquid arousal. But her instincts did it for her. She felt deep down that it was almost a kind of duty to her lineage to try and have him swell her up as well. It did not hurt either that the gryphon was clearly capable of both leaving a lasting impression on a notorious zebra fucker like Laara and of being gentle and patient with a beginner like Natinni, who had never had offspring before.

“So, is there any left for me?” she asked in a well practiced salacious purr and gave the resting gryphon’s left testicle a long, drawn out lick.
“And here I thought you did not like me.” the gryphon snickered and rolled back on his feet, leaving the lionesses, prone or not, to gawk at his drooping goods.
“Well I was also thinking you were going to wreck my daughter but she seems more than well.” she replied and they both looked where Natinni was rolling around in the sun, enjoying her afterglow of her thorough breeding.
“In the absence of our king it would also fall to me to officially thank you for saving our reckless adventuress over there from becoming hyena breakfast.” Saarga added with a nod at Laara, who rolled her eyes back at her elder. “Maybe on that rock over there?”

The gryphon followed her invitation happily and Saarga was pleased to note that Belo’s reproductive tract was feline enough for him to just keep on going as long as his avian digestive tract had fuel to rapidly convert into more semen. She made sure to put her eager nethers on full display as she elegantly walked in front of him, right over to the warm stone Laara was laying on. She found it hard to read the avian face behind her, but went on the assumption that her lips, worn and trained by many births, were a bit larger and more giving than those of her younger peers. If he did not now, she would simply have to prove that point in about thirty seconds.
“Move over cutie” Saarga purred at Laara as she climbed on the rock and rolled onto her back, purposefully bumping into her.
“But only a little. I want to watch you hit your limit.” the other lioness snickered and curled up at the bottom of the stone where she expected a good view of Belo’s heavy nuts not reaching the matron’s haunches.

Saarga felt a kind of arousal she has not in years when the gryphon stepped his avian feet onto the stone above her head. His body dwarfed hers, he cut out the sun and she felt small and needy now, after years of being the backseat driver of the pride, no matter which male currently led it. That monstrous predator could just as well eat her and she already looked forward to gaining equally capable offspring from him. After all, what more could a mother gift her cubs than an innate physiological advantage over their peers and all the snackable things below them on the food chain. Her initial dislike for mating with a different species for more than a quick orgasm melted as soon as her breeding instincts, encouraged by Belo’s enticing scent, put her brain in timeout. She then put her hind paws on Belo’s lower belly, both to lift her hips off the warm stone and to feel over his stomach.
“Where are the yeens?” she purred while her leaking nethers waited to be occupied.
“On their way out. But first things first.” purred the gryphon, sending soft vibrations through his body once more.
Saarga got that distinct ‘this is gonna be good’ feeling when she could feel the heat of the gryphon’s elevated body temperature radiate off his cock before it even touched her and when it did, her impression was proven right. With a deliciously moist squelch the tapered head precisely opened her folds and slid in. He obviously knew she was a whole lot deeper than Natinni, but just after he had plunged the barbed head inside and proven to her that even his tip’s girth put any lion to shame, he stopped.
“Deeper!” she commanded hungrily, clenching her strong internal muscles around Belo’s tip as if to prove that she needed to be spread further in order to be satisfied. When he obediently resumed driving his incredibly warm shaft into her hungry sex, he did it slow and carefully, causing Saarga to growl with impatience, even as the roots of her clit rewarded their unusually intense stretch with a firework of pleasure. There was a fire burning in the lioness’s belly now and it was Belo’s job to put it out.
“Come on now, show me what you did to Laara that made her advertise you so much.” she growled as Belo’s smooth taper crept into her distending lips painfully slowly for her taste.
“Oh, if you ask for it.” chuckled Belo and moved his hind legs a little closer to the rock since he was going to need a bit more reach for this one after all.

Parts of Saarga’s body were convinced she had just made a really bad mistake encouraging the gryphon to just ravage her the same way he had done with Laara, who was a bit of an elastic wonder among lionesses. But most of her was busy writhing and spasming in a surprise orgasm the second the gryphon had rammed his shaft home, all the way until his tip collided with her cervix and the deepest parts of her now frothy vagina started to clench all around his barbs. She could feel the huge male’s first knot pushing her folds wide open, pressing her lips to a spread they were only meant to achieve during birth, but she loved every intense, wonderfully aching second of it. And then she learned he was not done yet.
“Laara took me a lot deeper. Let’s see if your womb can move out of the way too.” he purred, sending unbearably pleasant tremors through his body, which translated to such a degree of stimulation that Saarga became the fourth lioness of the day to roll back her eyes and moan out in bliss.
“Moooore~” she agreed, high on a lusty rush.
She felt Belo pulling back a little slowly, teasing her on purpose as his barbs raked her inner walls and ploughed a sticky layer of fresh femcum. He was stoking her flames even more, only to then lean forwards and drive his cock into her body by force of his overpowering weight. Onlookers gasped and Saarga roared out in orgasmic bliss when the gryphon simply forced her to take him. His first knot slipped right in, widening her labia painfully wide only to then slim back down slightly while his tip went right on though that tough muscular ring at the far end of her experienced vagina. Worn and trained by roughly a dozen litters, Saarga’s cervix was up for the challenge though. While painful in a strangely exciting and rewarding way, it let the male’s tip into the inner sanctum of Saarga’s body. She was making sounds as if her energy had been switched off in the middle of a fierce roar. Little stars popped up before her eyes as she marvelled at the accomplishment of her stretched out lady bits. But the gryphon kept to her instructions and refused her any pause. After a wonderfully drawn out half second, he pulled back once more. The barbs on his tip massaging the tender ring of her cervix on the way out, only to be forced back in, now that Belo fell into a quick typically feline rhythm.
“Just a little more.” he purred eagerly as his member started to throb. Saarga was on the brink of begging for mercy, but when she felt the first little jets of heavenly warm pre land right in there, she chose to preserve some dignity and to pull even with Laara.
Luckily for her outlook at walking any time soon, one of the gryphon’s more feline features was that he did not take long at all to reach his orgasm, which was perfectly fine for her, given she was fast approaching her second one. As she got used to being used this savagely, her stretched out insides grew more giving still, but that was quickly noted and exploited by the gryphon pistoning in and out of her.

By now Laara and Natinni were sitting underneath Belo’s fast working haunches, staring mesmerised at his dangling sack and the delightful beating he was giving Saarga’s spoiled pussy. Occasionally a few drops of stray juices landed on their snouts, but that did not cause them to do more than blink as they soaked up the show alongside stray bits of gryphon pre and lioness cum.

“This won’t fit!” Saarga groaned out when Belo’s girthier, rounder second knot smacked into her abused lips for the tenth time. She was not going to ask him to slow down or let up, but her voice was betraying just how exhausted she was getting, holding on by merit of undiminished arousal.
“It won’t have to,” the gryphon groaned on top and then pushed in just a tiny bit more. The oldest lioness of the pride let out an undignified shriek when his tip prodded the upper wall of her brave, robust womb right as his second knot pressed almost painfully hard on her widened lips. It was as if the gryphon’s heat and girth increased just a tiny bit one final time, right before her juicy insides were hit with a firm jet of hot runny gryphon semen.
“I can hear his cum flowing!” Natinnit gasped in amazement, looking up at the gryphon’s throbbing parts, completely ignoring the fact that excess cum gushing from her mother’s abused but once more orgasming folds landed right across her snout and her open maw.
Saarga would have agreed to being able to also hear Belo’s semen gushing into her, but she was far too overwhelmed with all the other things that bird was doing to her body right now. Speaking was not an option.

Five or six of those copious gushes later, the swirling stars disappeared and Saarga could make an account of the wreckage. She was panting as if she had been sprinting after prey for a while. Her abdomen felt suspiciously full and when the gryphon’s member shrank back from her ravaged tunnel, she felt a mix of discomfort and sparks of pleasure everywhere his barbs touched.
“I am going to feel that for the rest of the moon cycle.” she groaned once her lungs allowed her to do more than pumping air in and out of her shivering body.
“Guess why I just stayed where I dropped.” Zanti chuckled from a distance.


Eventually Belo plopped all the way out of her and proudly looked at the gaping mess he had turned the demanding lioness’s folds into.
“You know, I like you a lot better this way.” he said with a proud smirk around his beak as he watched globs of recycled hyena drip out of her folds.
“That rock will never smell the same.” Laara chuckled and leaned in to give Saarga a badly needed cleaning, given she was not in a moving state right now. Besides, Laara was never against slurping up delicious lewd messes like this and it was just too rare to see Saarga impressed to not be a part of the fun.


“Are we just going to let this happen?” One of the three younger males still allowed to remain in the pride on account of being the king’s offspring muttered.
“First our sister and now look what he did to mom.”
his two brothers nodded.
“He is distracted now, we could surprise him and chase him off.”
“Yes we would be legends if we drove off that avian invader.”
Their fantasies of glorious victory were interrupted slightly when Belo stepped a little beside the rock and leaned over his front legs. Under the curious eyes of a lot of lions, Belo’s stomach heaved upwards and with a noisy squelch his crop expanded noticeably.
“We should jump him now!” growled one brother.
*SPLAT*
With a jerking motion of his head, the gryphon had ejected the more slightly half of his breakfast’s mortal remains. A large oval mass of fur, teeth and claws, still utterly soaked and steaming with the acrid scent of exceedingly lethal avian digestive juices had landed before his talons, which, as his adversaries started to notice, were long enough to slice them open like some puny rabbits.
“On the other hand, why don’t you go ahead and I guard the rear.”
“Against what?”
“Sharing your inevitable demise as that.” the younger brother nodded at the bleached, steaming pile whose ingredients had been well on their way to feeding on lion meat just hours earlier, before the gryphon happened.


Belo was not sure if it was just his natural pride that gave him the impression or if a few of the lionesses around him really got aroused even more while watching him retch up three hyenas worth of bleached fur, claws and teeth.
“And you ate those this morning?” someone asked. Nodding at the remains of animals which could have fed the whole pride for a week.
“Yep, and I will probably do that again tomorrow if you girls keep draining me like this.” he purred proudly, looking over the wreckage of Saarga and Zanti. But where was Natinni?
His question was answered when he felt a tail brushing against his once more flat belly and a warm tongue raking through the slimy fur of his sheath, just moments after his cock went back in there for a little break.
“I guess you are just as greedy as Laara.” he chuckled, bending his head to look at the younger lioness making out with his sheath, successfully convincing his erection to return. “I am not going to get a break here, am I?” Belo was not the least bit sad about that.
“Not until you make me do the noises you got out of mom. I never saw her like that before.”
Belo looked at Saarga again, expecting some kind of snarky comment, but it seemed her attitude had an off switch somewhere inside her womb.
“You know this is going to hurt her tomorrow, right?”
“Have you seen the barbs on our males? We kind of need a little roughness to get off.”
“So far I have mostly just digested instead of paying attention to them.” Belo snickered and lazily rolled onto his side. “I think this is the right eight for you?” he suggested, looking at her shoulders and then past his belly where his half emerged cock drooped from his sheath, begging for attention with gentle throbs.
“But you still won’t go too deep, right?”
“Nono, I want you to keep coming back for more.”

Reassured by that Natinni gave his hanging balls another warm, expectant lick and then moved besides his belly. Belo could see her shudder a little as she realised how easily she could fit and end up inside the stomach she was standing besides. But the lioness was under the firm control of her girly bits now and they told her that big handsome gryphon equaled earth shaking orgasms and strong offspring. So she pressed her chest down into the dry grass and hiked up her hips, presenting her sloppy, well bred folds the gryphon’s loins.
Belo then arched his back, getting the budding erection parked a bit under her tail. He had been drained well enough for his cock to need a little convincing to come out to play again, but as soon as he felt the moist warmth of Natinni’s eager sex around the taper of his head and heard the growly moan this enticed from her, things went their natural way. With every beat of his pounding heart, blood rushed into the gryphon’s coveted mating tool and with a smirk he noticed the many jealous stares at Natinni who was already getting her second turn. With lovely squelches he unsheathed directly into her, feeling her hot, puffy and elastic folds part around him. Her body was essentially making room, morphing around his rod in order to allow him to fuck her more deeply. The more she received, the heavier the lioness panted. At some point Belo felt her shudder and remembered how disappointed his cock had been earlier, when this had been her limit. But it seemed there was some merit besides convenience to the usual lionine mating pose, as Natinni allowed his erection to grow well past that point.
“Mhh~ you are deeper already.” Belo praised her and felt how she was fighting with her comfort limit and then, as the first knot started to kiss her frothy lips, her pain limit.
“It is so fat!” she half cried, half moaned when she surrendered to his size and moved her hind paws forwards a bit, dragging her chest over the ground. But Natinni did not stop. After a while, once Belo’s shaft reached its full, imposing size, she found a spot where she was comfortable, huffing and clenching around the very edge of his first knot, which remained a tough challenge for her.
“Want me to start now?” Belo purred calmly in the most reassuring voice he could muster while combatting instincts compelling him to impale that breedable food Natinni was on his cock. But he had it well under control.
“Y-Yess!” she groaned out, bracing her loins for impact.

Belo started moving his hips for the first time. His dense fur rubbed over the dry grass as he pulled back a little. He already felt how Natinni relaxed once the slope of that knot no longer threatened to rip up her poor lips and the sensation of soft barbs raking the slimy walls of her sex made her do the most delightful noises. But they were not the blissfully pained orgasmic cries she had ordered. Not yet at least. He then pushed back inside and he almost smelled a hint of reluctance as he restarted the borderline painful challenge of fitting what he gave her without moving out of the way. He repeated this a few more times, enjoying this calm, relaxed mating while watching some of their spectators applying their rough tongues to their throbbing needs while he was unavailable to do it for them. After a few repetitions, belo felt Natinni getting used to it and her body adapting. She allowed him to increase his pace without any issue and just as she started to move her hips back every now and then, Belo started to give her more length.
“Ahh~!” she gasped as her labia started to climb the gentle but girthy incline of his knot for the first time. She was both startled and amazed at her achievement as well as eager to explore more. Belo was sure, if he were to resort to their first position, with her on top, she would not stop until most of her weight rested on her aching sex.
“Good girl, just a little more. You are almost as far as Zanti now.” he huffed, even though she was off by about two paw’s worth of knot.
“Give it to me. I want to scream when we come.” she huffed, drooling with her chin between her paws.

A ring of white frothy slime marked her progress on Belo’s knot. Bit by bit he hammered himself deeper into her and even though this lioness was not going to be walking right for some time and about to get worn out even more, no one complained. Saarga was still stuck in her afterglow, Natinni was just shy of begging to be broken and the other lionesses were watching the show. The long time it took to break Natinni in and get her body worked around his girth, had allowed Belo’s semen reserves to replenish quite substantially, courtesy of the hyenas drying in the sun next to them. Soon he was going to use a portion of their nutrients to make sure Natinni was properly flooded with his seed.

“I am close. I am going to give you what you want.”
“Yass~”
“But it is going to hurt.”
“Don’t care. Give!”
The degree of undiminished need Natinni displayed, along with the achingly tight lock of her sex around the first third of his knot at the end of each thrust were doing their part. Eventually Belo grew a tiny bit more engorged still. His throbs started to move her hips a little and Natinni replied with more ragged panting. When his orgasm hit, Belo pressed a front foot onto her shoulders, pinning her in place and locking her on his cock. This possessive grip finally got a reaction out of Saarga, who went wide eyed, still on her back on the basking rock. For a second she seemed determined to protect her offspring from the huge avian predator, but when Natinni’s voice cut through the wet background noise of their breeding, everyone knew things were more than fine.
With a victorious cry from Belo, which got overtoned by the cry of a lioness finally having her requirements met, the throbbing tip of the gryphon’s cock pressed against her previously untouched cervix. She seized up in an instant, clenching around an insertion which had pained her even when relaxed, but all was a haze, all was bliss, the world melted around her as her climax washed over her like a tidal wave.

That sensation was not far off what actually happened inside her body. Belo’s urethra flared wide open when thick firm jets of runny virility gushed from it, splattering into the center of her previously vacant womb. A fair amount of his ejaculate was squirting right back out of her abused folds, forming a puddle between them, however most of the hot essence made its way into her womb.
“I can hear your seed in me!” Natinni cried out blissfully in a moment where she somehow found the breath for it. That was halfway through Belo’s climax. His throbs and squirts slowed eventually, but before they halted altogether, many wide eyed lionesses witnessed a small bulge forming just above Natinni’s raised thighs and its gentle groth matched the timing of the throbs in Belo’s unused length and of his lover’s groaning moans.

When it all stopped for good, Natinni did what Zanti had done too and allowed her aching legs to collapse. She was held halfway up by the gryphon’s erection for a moment, but as soon as it shrunk back into his sheath and lost its grip on her body, Natinni slumped onto the ground, giving one last fulfilled sigh. The lioness enjoyed the sensation of warmth, the lessening pressure when her womb deflated as her gaping sex spouted gryphon semen like a fountain and the instinctual joy of the ascertained start of her pregnancy.

Belo curled up around Natinni, nuzzling the nearly passed out lioness with his beak and gave one of her round ears a lick.
“That was so good. I really need a nap now though.”

“THE FUCK YOU WILL” echoed the outrage of half a dozen lionesses who also wanted to be a drooling pile of afterglowing, sticky mess. And as it turned out, they wanted that now.


The End

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