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It should be clear by now, that this is meant for an adult audience; but i repeat it anyway.

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1. Peter, the Magnificent

High-king Peter, Lord of Narnia, Emperor over the Lonely Isles, Guardian of the Seas and much other titles more, marveled at his throne. The pompose armchair made of gold plated ebony and red silk filled a good part of his chamber. Surely meant for private discussions and secret hearings, for what the big hall with the many thrones was just too much in the open. In the backrest a crowned shield was stitched, and the broad armrests ended in roaring lion heads. Whoever stood in front of this throne, would know whom he was dealing with. Pretty pleased with himself Peter took the cape of his shoulders and entered his bedchamber.

On the big canopy bed laid a lioness.

Peter froze. Gold shimmering eyes focused on him through the twilight, grabbed him like a prey. Peter had no sword, no weapon. He felt his end was near, till the lioness respectfully bowed her head. "Your majesty, I was waiting for you."

Peter tried really hard to cover his fear. He coughed overly loud.

"Now...", as began his search for words "I didn´t expect anybody at this hour." He stiffened his back to look more kingly. "Who are you?"

The lioness smiled. A mysterious lion smile. Suddenly Peter felt like a little bird in front of a hungry cat. Then the lioness turned on her back an rolled all over the bed. "Aura", she growled joyfully. To scare the king was an obvious fun for her. "Your Majesty, there is do not need to be formal. We are all alone."

"Well then, Aura." Peter cleared his throat to buy a nick of time. "What did lead you here, in my chambers, at this hour?"

"Your honor guards led me here, Sire." The lioness sneered. "I will tell your highness why I am here, I came to brief you."

Peter stopped her with a wave of his hand. "The great Aslan himself has briefed me. What it means to be a king, what to regard high and low, everything. I don´t know, what you want to add to this."

Aura chuckled. "I see. Surely he spoke of responsibility, of honor, duty and loyalty. My subject will be, lets say, a lot more pleasant." She rolled of the bed and slipped silent on her paws. "As a matter of fact, even the great Aslan could learn something from me."

Elegantly she roamed around the king´s hips. Peter had to stem himself hard against the muscular cats body not to be thrown over.

"Look Sire.", Aura began to explain, "Narnia is a land full of magic. It unites the forests, the people, the river, and the kings. And as Lord over all this land, you are not only its greatest steward. You are allowed, no, even encouraged to widely enjoy all of its pleasures."

The lioness slipped around Peter´s legs till she stood in front of him again. Her golden eyes seemed to call for the king. Her big hunters tongue licked over her cheeks before she repeated: "All pleasures, started with me."

Involuntarily Peter took a step back. He somehow sensed what the lioness was up to, but his mind didn´t want to believe it, "You... you want to present yourself to me?"

Auras face creased in disgust, "Present myself? No Sire, no. No lioness presents herself."

She jumped back on top of the bed and gave herself the pose of a sphinx; "I bid you to me, majesty. A great honor, for both of us."

Peters head swirled. He had directed battles, fought wolfess and crossed foaming rivers. But this lioness somehow seemed to be to big of a threat. "Then...", he bumbled "you want to marry me?"

"Marriage?" Auras snout became even more startled. "Majesty seems to be joking. I speak of pleasure, for you and me. Your highness should get rid of those senseless perceptions. If tomorrow you would like to lay down with one of my sisters, and the night after that with a buffalo cow, you will be free to do so. But this night, I want to be with you. I have heard some astonishing things about the Adam´s son, and I want to assure myself about them. And believe me one thing majesty, it can only be that one called true high king of Narnia, who laid down with a lioness."

Peter didn´t know what to think anymore. A good part of him always had wished for a woman that would talk to him like that. But the women he had in mind walked on two legs, for the most part. On the other hand, women who walked on two legs seemed almost franticly zealous to avoid all kinds of enjoyment. The lioness was different. She didn´t subdue by any reason, she demanded. Deep inside his pants the king knew, that he couldn´t allow himself to let this chance go by unused.

"Nothing is further from my mind, than to reject you!", he made quickly plain while still fumbling with his collar. "But you need to know, I haven´t ... I mean never was with... a lioness."

Aura presented an understanding smile to the nervous king, "Then, your highness, you are in for a ride." The lioness stretched, bowed her back and jumped in front of her king. "This clothes have to go."

Peter wasn´t sure if it was an order, but he obeyed rapidly. Hasty he opened the strings of his doublet went down to the buttons beneath it. He felt his heartbeat in his neck; his fingers were wet and shooked. It took way to long, what only made him more nervous.

Aura meanwhile beheld the royal belt. The silver buckle on top was modeled after a stylized roaring lion head with a magnificent mane. Aslan, without a doubt. Aura blinked to the graved eyes as wondrous memories flooded her body. She would dish the king the same pleasures, she herself once had savored. But the Adams son still wrestled with his cloth.

"Do your majesty mind?" Without waiting for an answer Aura grabbed the belt with her teeth and bit the thin string of leather. The pants fell down; the king tumbled and fell back on his behinds.

"That... was all new.", Peter stumbled.

The lioness came nearer, till he could feel her breath on his face. It was hot and smelled like the wilderness. Tenderly Aura rubbed her cheeks over his. "Don´t worry Sire", she whispered "Soon all this nonsense will be forgotten."

Her paws slipped over his shirt, ripped the last closed buttons away. Hot pads toughed the kings neck, while soft fur caressed his pale chest. Peter shivered under her touch. Never before had somebody touched him, not like this. Once he had given Mindy McRagth a whole bar of chocolate, so she would let him peek under her skirt, and he still feared she would tell everyone about it. But this was different. Entirely different.

He looked upwards in Auras gold shimmering eyes and got lost in their understanding tone. The lioness longed for him, wanted him. Without games, without shame. What did he have to do? Suddenly Peters became cold as ice. He had to do something, surely it was his turn a long time ago, but what? Freezing panic krawled in his body. He must... he had to...

"Sire?"

As Peter opened his mouth to mumble an answer, when suddenly there was a lion tounge in it. He needed a moment to comprehend this, the lioness kissed him! Peter´s arms closed around the big cats strong neck all by themselves. With all his might he sucked on the row tongue that scratched over his gums. It tasted wild and sharp, he wanted more. Quickly he turned to also French kiss her, send his tongue on a discovery journey and touched the mighty teeth in the lioness jaws. Only after an unbelievable infinity Aura departed from him, heavily breathing.

"So, is your majesty still cold?", she asked with an cryptic smile.

Peter slowly shook his head. He had kissed a lioness, he possessed courage for everything. Greedy he pressed himself against the hot furry body, urged his tongue back into the deep tasty pharynx. Auras paws closed around him, while his hands explored the feline body; without allowing the kiss to end.

"Somewhat deeper highness.", Aura purred after a while. Peter looked down, lion spit covering his face. His hands had gotten lost in the lioness silky chest fur. "It would be the right place for an Eve´s daughter, I think." Aura commented, "With me, try it more down there."

She turned her back a little bit and stretched her hind legs up into the air. Peter saw what she had meant, grinning he dived down and buried his saliva wet face in the lionesses soft belly.

"Ah, Sire.", Aura meowed joyfully as Peters tongue licked over the hard lion nipples one after the other. Pride rushed through all the king´s veins while the lioness squirmed underneath him. It felt so marvelous to pet her, to taste her, to love her. Why were all the girls at home so reluctant about this?

"Majesty allow me?"

Peter heared the fabric ripping and suddenly cold air blow over his cheeks behind. His last piece of clothing, he had allmost forgotten. Now it was gone, and Auras wet nose touched him in exactly the same place.

"And now watch out."

Peter gasped loudly, as his behind encountered the rough tongue. Never, not in all years he life and might life, he would have believed any woman could be able to do this. And that it would be so beautiful. His iron hard member dug deep into Auras cozy fur, all while the lioness hot tongue emerged through his buttocks. She even touched with out shyness the centre, the hole in the middle and made so Peter sing in even higher tunes. Her saliva flowed over his sac and almost let him loose his mind, till a new smell claimed into the king´s nose to bind his attention.

Peter didn´t need to search long to find the source. He only had to lift his head to see it, the fleshy rosy opening, blooming between the lioness´s hind legs like a precious flower. The gateway to life and heaven. It didn´t nearly resemble Mindy McRagths, except maybe for the fur. Other than that they had almost nothing in common, Auras strange lady parts were open and wet and so alluring. Peter sucked their smell deep into his nose. A biting, racy aroma full of wild, untamed womenhood. It sent his blood to boil. Swollen and dark the slimy lips quivered before him as if they craved for a kiss. Like the song of a siren they called for Peter. He had to taste them, even if the lioness devoured him for this.

In one quick move Peter grasped the muscular hind legs, pushed his head between the burning hot thighs and pressed his mouth on Auras slit.

The lioness roared, loud enough so Peter felt it like a hit in his back. But this couldn´t stop him. His tongue slipped far inside, deeper and deeper into the lioness. Slimy lust covered his face. There was no holding back. Bitter and sour taste filled his mouth like nectar. He swallowed and drank, wanting more and ever more. Aura winced beneath him, shivered and trembled. Her roaring stopped the worlds turning. Suddenly she froze, a second in the eye of the storm. Then, with a howling scream, a flush of keen secretion hit Peters face. He was launched into the air, felt down on the bed and watched dizzyingly as the lioness rolled growling over the floor. An expression of pure joy covered her muzzle.

"Oh Sire!", she meowed entranced. Tears stood in her golden eyes. "Not even the mighty Aslan had granted me this. You are so good to me."

Tediously, she bought herself up on her shivering legs and jumped in two tries on the bed. She cuddled tight to her king and fondly licked her mucous heat of his face. Even before Peter was near to be clean, the licks turned to more kisses.

"It... it isn´t over just now, is it?", Peter asked doubtfully.

Aura blinked at him with a secret smile, "Your majesty, how could you think that? After you honored me like that, I shall leave you hanging? Never. In fact, you have earned something really special. And I always wanted to try this."

She rolled on her back, maintained onerously her balance with her paws, and opened wide her hind legs. It was difficult, but she managed to hold the position. "I have been told, that Eve´s daughters like to do it this way around. Would you like to try it, My lord?"

Drunken with love Peter admired at what the lioness offered him. There was no chain, no fear or thought to hold him back now. He slipped between her thighs, hold his rock solid member with one hand, and guided it into Auras overflowing pussy. Boiling wetness welcomed him.

"Your majesty.", the lioness purred joyfully.

Peter couldn´t reach her head anymore, so he buried his face in her silken fur while his hips began to pump. The lioness´s aroma carried him away. Her heat, her smell, this was heaven. Then he realized, he fucked! Only now he dared to think this dirty thought. He fucked the lioness!

His finger played with two of her many hard teats. Aura started purring again. Her hind legs closed around Peter, her smell surrounded him like a cloud made of lust. He wished this could be eternal, at least a little bit longer, but he couldn´t stop himself. Suddenly all happened very fast. The pressure in his head, his body, everywhere became to big. He felt like it would break his skull. He tensed, exploded. With a howling he sprayed in the lioness cunny, unleashed wave after wave of royal seed into her ripe and fertile belly. Aura meowed contentedly. For both of them the whole world became soft and cuddly, while they lost themselves in a tender hug and everything was just right.

Peter awoke as Aura licked his lap. Outside the window it was still night. He couldn´t have slept for long, but he felt more refreshed then after three days of slumber. He stretched appreciative and opened his legs wider to provide her more space.

"Ah, majesty," Aura said slurping. "I just wanted to clean you a little bit, before it becomes all sticky."

"I would like to got sticky with you.", Peter mumbled dreamily "To be glued to you." He still couldn´t entirely believe it. He had made love. With a lioness. Without marrying her. Unbelievable.

"You don´t have to leave, have you?"

Aura looked at him, the tip of her tail twitched. "Do you wish for me to go, Sire?"

"No!", Peter shouted. "I mean, you said you wouldn´t mind would... lay with another, but... you wouldn´t leave me?"

Aura smiled, such a warm and lovely smile. Silently she stepped aside the king, pressed her forehead against his, and licked over his nose, "I wont leave you.", she whispered fondly in his ear.

The lioness rolled on her back an hit playfully some points of dust in the air. "Besides.", she said a little louder. "I am still in heat. And while I don´´t know, what matters demand from an Adam´s son, a lion never would throw a willing lady out of his bed."

Peters smile changed to a broad grin. It gave him a pretty stupid look, but Aura didn´t mind. All males looked stupid when they got it, "How much and how often does my willing lady demand it then?", Peter asked gleefully. His hand was already between his legs, griping his wet member for further duties.

Aura rolled to her side, smiling seductively, facing the king. "Oh, my heat isn´t that strong, not like my sisters, but two or three dozen times I could definitely handle." Peters leer became even broader. "Then let us not waste anymore time!"

Epilogue

"Yes, that is better,´ Aslan hissed approvingly as Peter entered the lioness again, this time from behind. The majestic, golden lion wiped with his paw over surface of the little lake before him, and watched as Susan twitched in water ghosts embrace.

"Beautiful", he purred content. The big lions eyes twisted, his muscles tensed and finally he gave an earth shuttering roar as he came. Between his hind legs a snakes mouth closes tightly around his knob and drank greedily the foaming semen. He suckled until the fountain dried, and then a little bit more.

With a deep sigh of relief the big lion relaxed, "Thanks Phosphoros," he buzzed satisfied. "That was good!"

"Always at your service." the snake assured. A precious gem shone on his forehead. "Would you be so kind as...?" He twitched his body.

Aslan purred and smiled. "I almost didn´t want to." The big lion squated down over a bunch of soft leaves, relaxed his bowels and let the long snakebody slip out of his sphincter.

"Mhmm, your scales feel so good.", Aslan groweld deeply. "Now I know, why they came to call you a seducer."

Phoshorops looked puzzled at the lion.

"Yes", Aslan nodded "Seriously. In the world, this human child came from they behold anything that brings lust as evil. Especially yourself."

The snake could only shake his head.

"Oh, they are so benighted.", the big lion mused.

"Did you lead the four to Narnia because of this?", Phosphoros asked "So they could see what they are missing and are able so enjoy it without judge or interruption?"

Aslan blinked one eye at him, and slowly began to walk. Phosphoros followed him. Together lion and snake disappeared in the green twilight of the forest between the worlds.