To Fight Nature
Zeva walked across the plains thinking about the way his life was complete. He felt at piece in his territory, the king of his domain. Here he hunted when he was hungry, he drank when he was thirsty and he relaxed whenever he wanted. He was a loner, one of many. His clan had few villages prefering to keep things simple and happy. He sat in the tall grass, his tan hide giving him perfect camouflage. He watched hungrily as his prey a small group of gazelle. He didn't feel badly about killing, although he didn't enjoy it really either. That is to say if he could hunt his prey and than let it go he would, but everyone has to eat. He could tell they hadn't seen him and it made him thrilled to have the element of surprise. He leapt out of his hidden spot and tackled one of the gazelle making it scream as his teeth quickly found the throat. The others quickly ran away and left there companion to natures fate. He used a crude knife to cut the hide to dry and then ate his fill of the raw meat and muscle. He loved the taste but, always made the meal last as long as he could. He made camp laying out a group of furs that served as his bed. He made a small fire and cooked some of the left over meat inhaling the smell. He walked over to the river and washed off the blood from his kill.
When Zeva returned he saw a small group of lions at his camp nosing around for the carcass. He smiled as they saw him coming back to the camp. They were normals but they were still his kind he thought to himself. He sat down and opened the skin he carried the spare meat in. The lion hunting party remained friendly, not trying to take it or challenge him. It wasn't because he was larger it was because of his kinship. He was a mutate, his ancestors were lions and he was safe from lions, they ackwnoledged him as a leader or trusted allie. Zeva happily threw the meat on the ground and one of the females rubbed his leg and purred before they took it and left. He enjoyed being useful to his kind it made him feel like a father watching over his children. He smiled and put the cooked meat away and then went to sleep in his comfortable little fur pad.
He woke late in the morning as usual and felt the warm sun on his back. He sat up and yawned as his eyes adjusted to the bright morning sun. He stretched before rising to his feet a little stiff from sleep. "Another day in paradise," he said to himself as he opened the hide backpack retrieving some of the cooked meat. He packed up camp and walked across the plains eating the delicious meat. He saw a group of figures on a hill top in the distance and wondered who could be around. The nearest village of mutates he knew about was eight maybe nine days walk from this area. The hill couldn't be more than half a days travel, three quarters if he stayed hidden. Maybe he should go investigate after all maybe he might find a mate. He hadn't mated before and the thought did appeal to him greatly. "Why the hell not," he thought, "what else do I have to do." Zeva headed into the plains hiding in the grass not making a fire that night so as not to alert others to his presence. He had another three days of food and water, which was easy to replenish if need be. He slept on the hill waiting for dawn to give him signs of the time.
Zeva awoke slowly he felt something strange almost as if being watched. His eyes opened and he lay perfectly still realizing he wasn’t alone. Four Gazelle mutates stood over him thier spears gently against his chest. He realized that these must've been the figures on the hill and then realized they would probably kill him. Thier spears were long but very thin and they made the mistake of putting them all at the same point on his chest. He thought about how stupid he had been to get into this situation. He was a lion creature of substantial power and was being held by gazelle, a prey animal. Then he realized he better focus on his current situation and took a deep breath. With lightning speed his claw went across his chest shattering the spears. He lept to his feet and started to run with the gazelle close on his tail. He knew he could easily take two and probably three but four could be a problem. If he got them seperated a little he could win this though. As he ran he heard a strange noise and felt something hit his back. He started to feel numb and then fell tumbling until his body came to a stop. He could still see but was paralizied, his eyes started to fog, he saw them over him and felt them binding his hands. His eyes closed and he fell asleep wondering what was to become of him.
Zeva awoke slowly he had a headache and his limbs felt stiff. He opened his eyes and looked around. He was on a cot in a small hut, his arms were tied down and he was on his side at the edge of the bed. He moved his legs to realize that they were also bound and the bonds were tight. He could see the sun shining through the cracks in the side of the crude hut and wondered how long he had been asleep. A sheet covering the doorway moved as a gazelle female walked through. She knelt next to him and looked into his eyes. She was quite attractive for prey and he knew she wasn't there to hurt him he could read it in the way she moved. She removed the gag and smiled slightly as her hand caressed his face, he growled and she backed off.
"How dare you take me prisoner. I will not cooperate I am a lion, I will not be shamed by my actions," he growled as he flailed his arms.
"I'm really sorry but I needed your presence and the village elders decided this was the only way to get what we need," she said in a gentle voice.
"What do you mean what do I have that you could want?" he asked angry.
Her hand rubbed his side and he just looked at her puzzled.
"My name is Elera and I am a healer. A disease has struck my village and I have to finish my cure before ten of our people die and more follow. I want you to know that I take no pleasure in forcing you to cooperate and that I hope you can one day forgive me for what I do," she said as she looked shamefully into his eyes.
He was puzzled, "Disease is part of nature but, what the hell does it have to do with me I don't collect herbs or plants, I’m not a healer I’m a hunter," he was yelling in anger.
Her hand moved his loincloth up and revealed his leather sacs and furry sheath. She gripped his balls holding them out from his body. He stared wondering what she was doing and wanted from him.
"What do you want from me dammit!" he said.
"The final ingrediant of my cure is the seed of a male lion," she said.
"How dare you! you can't have it! I'm not a normal animal I'm a mutate and the laws of the mutate state that fluids can only be taken by another if given freely or in death," he said angry, "I am a pride predator I will not stand for this, kill me now and my seed is yours but let me live and so help me I'll avenge this dishonor," he said with no fear of death in his voice.
"I'm sorry but I will not kill you for helping me save my people. I am not a cold-blooded killer like you, I have more honor than that," she said now looking at him in anger.
"What do you mean, I've never killed anyone in cold blood, I didn't take you prisoner to shame you, now did I," he said in defense.
"I have heard the stories of the predators, who kill for fun and inflict pain for thier own pleasure, this is for the survival of many, a little shame is nothing compared to the lives you've taken in cold blood and will save with this sacrifice," she said annoyed.
"I only kill for food and nothing I kill goes to waste, I love the hunt not the kill," he replied feeling accused.
Her eyes met with his and she knew he told the truth, it only made her feel worse to have to take what she needed. With a sigh she knelt back down and took a bowl from under the bed. She could see his frustration as he thrashed trying to get free.
"I will be gentle and try and make it as pleasant for you as I can, I will need to do this for probably three days to get enough but I will let you rest in between and I will make sure you feel as little pain as possible. I take no joy in this and I wish thier was another way," she said.
"There was another way although this is no longer true. You could have asked for my help, I can't garranty I would have said yes but there is nothing but shame in this act," he turned his head not wanting to look at her anymore.
"Your right and I will make this up to you if I can, I'll find a way to restore your honor, I know this is wrong but sometimes so is nature," she said her voice soft and full of sadness.
He thought about this and it seemed like it was right for some reason. She stood and put the gag back on his face and kissed him on the forehead. He watched as she walked to the front of the bed and took off her loincloth and top.
"I may not be a female lion but I think my scent will still arouse you," Elera said as she moved towards him.
Zeva moved his head down to his chest trying not to let her move it. She pulled his head straight against the bed and rested her vagina near his nose. He held his breath as long as he could but eventually had to breath. Her scent was strong and was much more appealing then he had expected, it began to arouse him. He fought the urge to no avail his penis becoming unsheathed. She got up and walked to his side and knelt back down. Elena reached over and began stroking him and fondling his sac as she waited for him to come. Her hands were soft and gentle and the pleasure flowing through his body was emense. After a short while he couldn't resist anymore and came into the bowl she had aimed his organ at. As his breath was heavy she realized that he was very uncomfortable trying to breath with the gag in his mouth and removed it. He panted hard trying to catch his breath and breath. She waited a few minutes before starting again this time leaving the gag off. He had never been pleasured before and it made it hard to resist. He was already exhausted from his first orgasm and he had no idea how long she was going to do this. No longer feeling much fight left in himself, he gave up resisting her and relaxed a little she sensed this and started to lick his sac gently with her tongue to give him a little more pleasure. He moaned as he started to move his hips with her strokes the bonds not allowing him to get very far. She was surprised when she felt his balls constrict and he started to come again. He shivered with pleasure as Elena continued her stroking to keep him peaked. His semen spurted from him load after load into the bowl until he had nothing left. She went to his front as he looked up at her not even having the energy left to move his head. She looked into his eyes and hugged his head in her arms.
“I’m sorry to have forced you to do this, when I talked to the elders they said your kind were just animals. I would have never agreed to this if I had known you better,” a tear dropped from her eye and she sat next to him.
Zeva couldn’t move his sac ached as did the rest of his muscles. His breathing slowed and she stroked his mane with her fingers.
“Please, no more, I hurt,” he mustered to tired to say much.
“I’ll do something about that don’t worry, I want you to eat these,” Elena opened his mouth pushing some herbs into his muzzle.
Elena took out a jar and rubbed some oils on her hands. He could smell the concauction and liked the scent, it was relaxing. She knelt next to him and he let out a small moan as she started to rub the oils onto his sore sac. The pain soon stopped and he felt a bit better. Her scent was strong and he could tell that she was aroused by his scent, he felt better about that to and fell asleep not caring what happened at the moment.
The next morning he awoke and saw nothing in the hut again. He was still bound but the bonds were looser and less constricting. He felt different as he thought about the texts of law he had been taught and the way he had been taught about nature. He thought about the gazelle that had taken his seed the day before and realized she was right. She had not done anything really wrong, after all she had to do what her heart said was needed and he knew she meant no harm. Besides it wasn’t like she was cutting his leg off she was pleasuring him. After a while she walked in and sat down. He smiled into her eyes now with understanding instead of anger. Elera was puzzled but also felt better about him.
“Good morning Elera, I want to apologize. I have thought about what you said and your right. I’m sorry I wasn’t more cooperative,” he said in a softer voice.
Elera was astonished but held herself together, “Thank you for not hating me I have dishonored myself and you but at the time I had no choice.”
“Your wrong, you didn’t dishonor either of us, I give my fluids to you freely now understanding that you need them for a noble cause,” he said still not happy with the ache but knowing it was worth it to save lives she cared about. Elera began to cry and hugged him realizing that he didn’t deserve what she had put him through. After a couple of minutes she sat back up and started to take off her cloths.
“You have no need for that I will be cooperative, you don’t need to expose yourself to me,” he stated as he let his member slide from the sheath.
“I want to, I like the way your breath feels on me and I am flattered by the fact that you are aroused by me,” she said blushing a little.
She sat down with her pussy only an inch from his face this time he took in deep breaths savoring the smell. He knew he wanted her but it was more than just sexual he felt close to her. Zeva wanted to give her anything she wanted anything she needed.
“Could you move a little closer?” he asked.
Elera complied eager to keep him happy. His tongue immediately went across her lips making her moan. She got up not understanding what he was doing. Zeva enjoyed the taste and wanted to continue.
“Please sit back down I want to pleasure you while you extract what you need,” he said.
Elera smiled, “OK if that is what you want.”
She took a deep breath and sat back down on the bed, he waited for her to get comfortable and then continued. He felt her hand go up his arm until it reached his hand. She tugged the knot loose letting his arm go. It immediately went around her pulling her against his muzzle as he continued. She freed his other hand, which began to stroke his growing penis. Her hands rested on his chest as she enjoyed every stroke of his tongue. His nose pressed against her opening as his muzzle parted her lips. The experience was like nothing she had ever imagined as she moaned and panted. Eleras body shivered with pleasure as she felt his tongue going deeper into her tasting every nock and cranny of her inside. Zeva could feel himself coming close and stopped his licking to look up. He aimed for the bowl and started stroking again. He rested his head on her lap as he continued and she leaned over him. Elera raised her hand to his member to replace his and he relaxed putting his arms around her waist. He panted into her stomach fur while slowly moving his hips into her strokes. Elera enjoyed seeing his pleasure and the pleasure his breath caused on her stomach fur. He let out a roar that sent vibrations through her whole body as he violently erupted into the bowl again spurting load after load as his body emptied. As his head cleared he reached up with both hands and grabbed Eleras waist. He pulled her in parting her legs with his muzzle and started to franticly lick at her, tasting her sweet nectar. Caught off guard she almost fell off the cot and started to moan loudly. He continued as she shivered with pleasure and felt herself beginning to peak. She let out a scream as her pussy tried to hold his tongue deep within her. Her body tensed and her fluids flowed to his mouth where he eagerly fed.
Exhausted Elera fell atop Zeva and tried to catch her breath. Zeva purred happy that Elera felt so satisfied and he let out a long breath. They fell asleep and felt very comfortable. Zeva awoke sometime later and was still under Elera, he smiled and relaxed. “It was great to find such a wonderful female,” he thought to himself. Zeva reached down and cut the straps holding his legs with his claw. He slowly rolled Elera onto the cot so he could move. He was careful not to wake her after all he wanted to let her rest. A little while latter Elera awoke to the sound of Zeva panting lightly, she leaned over him to see he had just finished filling the bowl a little more.
“You didn’t have to do that you should rest more,” Elera said softly to his ear.
“No, this is important to you and that makes it important to me,” he replied as he rubbed his aching nuts.
Elera reached down and began massaging his sac, “I wish I didn’t cause you so much pain.”
“You don’t you are the first female to ever pleasure me, I think your touch is wonderful,” he smiled.
“You are the first to pleasure me to, I wish you could have waited until you had found your mate. I’m sure you would have preferred it that way,” she said a tear falling from her eye.
Zeva sat up and held her in his arms as he wiped the tear from her face, “I did get to wait for my mate, I want you to be my mate. If you’ll have me that is?”
“But what about the laws, you are a predator and I am a prey,” she said.
“Do you believe I would eat you as some common food?” he said calmly.
“No of course not, but I mean why would you want me?” she asked more curious that afraid.
“I love you. Your scent, your kind heart, your beautiful body, and your mesmorizing blue eyes. I can’t think of anything better than caring for you and having you by my side. There is nothing in the laws that says we can’t be of one heart,” He said happy and sincere as his paw gently rubbed her neck from her chin to chest.
“I love you too, Yes, I want to be with you forever,” she said as she cried into his chest her happiness and care all at his disposal.
“I’ll see if I can give you more today after a little more rest,” he said with a smile.
“No, you don’t need to I think I have enough, you were a bit fuller than I thought you would be,” she said.
“That’s a relief, my sac thanks you,” Zeva said.
Elera got up and walked to a table putting some more of the oils on her hands. She walked back over and he spread his legs and relaxed as she knelt in front of him and began to gently rub the oils on his sac. He purred again as he enjoyed her touch and the soothing oils soak into his skin. When she finished she made one long lick up the length of his member, which was erect from her massage and sat back down next to him. He pulled her down onto his chest and hugged her tightly as he wrapped his arms and legs around her. His purring was sending small ripples of pleasure through her and she relaxed.
“I could get used to this you have such soft and wonderful fur,” he purred.
“I should go and finish the cure and make you something to eat afterwards we can go. I was promised that after I got what I needed you would be released unharmed,” Elera smiled.
“Why don’t I come with you I’m not much of a cook but I’m sure I can help with something,” he said kissing her for the first time.
Elera loved his taste and his tongue and was so taken by the electrifying feeling of kissing him that she returned it instead of answering. After a few minutes she calmed down and got up. She put her clothes back on and walked to the bed where Zeva was still laying. She bent over to pick up the bowl and then froze as she felt his paw move her loincloth from behind. He moved his nose to the base of her tail and took a long deep breath. Her scent was wonderful and intoxicating and it aroused him greatly. He let out his breath with a half whine half growl and Elera giggled as she felt the hot air blow over her rear.
“Are you almost done back there we do have a cure to make,” she laughed as she shock her hips a little.
He gave her a love nip on the rear and she yipped jumping forward and turning to him. He let out a low growl as he smiled at her and she walked back and ran her fingers across his maleness.
“As soon as you calm yourself we can go,” Zeva blushed as she spoke.
It took a few minutes for him to get control of himself and then he got up. They walked to the door and opened the blanket and stepped into the sun. Four gazelle warriors stopped them and with there spears drawn made him back a litle.
“I’m sorry healer but he has to stay here, we have orders to kill him if he tries to leave,” one said.
“What! Who gave that order he is under my protection,” she said angry.
“The orders were from Gregrose leader of the council,” he stated.
Elera turned and hugged Zeva, “stay here I’ll be back in a short time, I need to have a talk with the council.”
He walked back into the hut and she darted off to the council chamber. She walked in and asked to see the council. They let her in immediately and conveined at the table.
“Why have you come, is the cure ready?” one of the council asked.
“It will be soon, I’ve come to ask you to release the lion as promised,” she said bluntly.
“We can’t do that he will be killed if his usefulness is up,” Gregrose stated.
“What! I was promised that he would be let go, he has done nothing to us,” she was really pissed and worried.
“He is a threat to the village if he tells his clan of this village a whole tribe could descend on us. His kind is powerful and we will not have a chance at resisting an assault of there warriors,” he said, “It is the decision of the council that he will die.”
“If you kill him than I won’t make the cure and we can all die together,” she was furious and desperate.
“You would let the village die for a predator?” he was angry but nervous.
“No I would let it die to keep our honor clean, this is an unjust act just like the one I almost created by using him in the first place,” she said in a lower voice.
He thought about the situation, “OK, he will be released but he must stay in your site and he must give his word to never tell anyone about the village. Is that clear?” he was still angry.
“That is acceptable, I will stay with him the whole time and I garunty he can be trusted,” she said calm now.
“How can you be so sure?” Gregrose asked.
“Because he is honorable, he proved it by giving himself freely to help us, and because I care for him,” she said.
Gregrose was stunned at her words, “Veko go to the guards and tell them to bring this lion to us.”
Veko left and they waited a few minutes for the guards to bring Zeva to the chamber. He walked in and saw the council and Elera waiting for him.
“Elera is everything OK?” he asked.
“Yes everything will be fine the elders want to talk to you,” Elera said.
“Elera has forced us to make a deal, in return for the cure you will be released as long as you promise to never tell of our village,” Gregrose said.
“I give my word that the secret dies with me,” Zeva said.
“Than until the cure is finished you are under Eleras care and you are not to leave her site,” Gregrose stated.
“OK,” he replied.
They walked out and to her hut. It was much larger than the one he had been in and it had a large bed with straw. He started to stir the cure pot while she cut some vegetables. She walked over and started to add some stuff to the pot and he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her against him. She raised her head resting it on his shoulder and he kissed her long neck.
“I can’t wait until you take me as yours, I hope I can satisfy you,” she said.
“I love you and all I want is to make you happy. I know you can satisfy me that only requires your presence,” he answered with a smile.
“I don’t trust the council I think they will still try and kill you when we finish the cure,” she said a hint of fear was visable in her eye.
He smiled, “I already have a plan I just hope it works.”
She was curious, “What is it, what are you going to do?”
“Don’t worry love all in due time,” he giggled.
“I want you to bite me,” she said softly.
He pulled back for a second, “what?”
“When a man takes a mate he bites her to show she is taken. I want you to sink your teeth gently into my shoulder,” she said still no look of fear in her eyes.
“I can’t do that, I would hurt you,” he said.
“Only a little and besides I want to be marked,” she said walking over to him.
“OK but I’m not going to do it hard and I want you to tell me if it hurts too much. I really don’t feel good about this,” he said a little worried.
“Don’t worry, I love you,” she said as she walked to him and lowered his face.
He let his jaws open and only put his teeth on a small bit of scruff on her shoulder. He looked into her eyes and she smiled as her hands rested on his ears and she closed her eyes. He took a deep breath and then bit hard letting his teeth sink in. She let out a yell and squeezed hard on his ears. He quickly released not wanting her in pain and she let go of his ears and hugged him.
“I’m sorry, please be OK I didn’t want to do it, please forgive me,” he whined as he licked the wound on her shoulder.
“Its OK, I’m fine it doesn’t even hurt much,” she said softly.
They sat down and ate lunch after he was satisfied she was OK and didn’t eat too much of the food. When they were finished Elera stood and walked to the pot and tasted it.
“Perfect the cure is done and in the morning we can leave for a new life together,” she said happy.
“You know if you would be happier we can stay here,” he stated to her surprise.
“What about the council?”
“It all fits in my plan. So I leave the decision to you my mate.”
“We can stay for as long as you want Zeva I will be happy anywhere with you.”
“Good now lets get some rest before tomarrow,” he said before sitting on the bed.
Elera lay next to him and he put his arm over her. He pulled her against him and then slid his hand to one of her large breasts. She rubbed her head against his neck and he kissed her shoulder to show he was still sorry.
“Would you like to take me this evening,” he felt her rear wiggle against his crotch.
“I want to but I will need my strength tomarrow and I’m still a bit tired from today,” he said feeling a little sad.
“That’s OK, I want you to have all your energy when its time,” she said and smiled at him.
They went to sleep and dreamed about the days ahead in there life together.
Zeva awoke to the feeling of Elenas short cute tail flicking back and fourth across his balls teasing his growing arousal. It was one of the most interesting and pleasuring feelings he had ever had. His erection was becoming painfully pleasurable and he moved back a little. He decided to awake Elena in a pleasurable and affectionate manor and started to slowly lick her neck cradling her head in his arms as he went. Elena smiled as she started to wake and made a light hum as she turned over. She kissed Zeva and held him to her to feel his warmth.
“Its going to be great to wake up like this every morning,” Elena said as she nibbled Zevas ear.
He started to purr, “No more lonely nights on the plains, no more days of pointless wandering in a limbo of my own making. All this time since I left my tribe to wander I never had a purpose. Now I have you my love, my mate, and my reason to live,” a tear ran down his cheek as he hugged her tight.
“I will always be by your side to comfort you and please you my love,” she said with a smile and running her hands through his chest fur.
“How did you sleep love,” he asked.
“Wonderfully you are a very good blanket and amazingly gentle compared to how I would have pictured a predator,” she replied.
They cuddled for a while kissing and licking to their hearts content. After a short time they finally got out of bed and stretched. Elena started to prepare breakfast while he stirred the cure pot and smelled the concauction which he decided was quite foul in nature.
“As a healer you make many potions and oils and stuff right?” he asked curious.
“Yes why do you ask?” she replied.
“Well, I was wondering why they always seem to smell foul when they’re ready?” he asked curious.
“Well if they tasted and smelled good then everyone would drink them and there wouldn’t be any left for the sick,” she giggled.
Zeva couldn’t help but laugh, “ I guess that’s an interesting answer.”
Zeva finished stirring the pot and snuck up on Elena as she was preparing some fruits and vegetables. She let out a moan as his finger snuck between her legs and rubbed her neither lips. Realizing he was feeling a bit playful (as was she) she turned around and kissed him running her hand under his loincloth to tickle the furry sheath contained within.
“Now stop that for a few minutes so I can finish breakfast,” she said giving him another loving kiss.
“OK but remember that you’re depriving your affectionate little kitten of his favorite toy,” he said jokingly as he slapped her rear gently.
After they ate and kissed a few more times they went to the sick house to treat the sick. After they were done there they had the council call a meeting of the villagers to have everyone have some of the medicine so everyone would be immune to the disease. As they finished the crowd assembled and Gregrose stood in front of a Council table on a platform and took a grim look as he called the masses to listen.
“Cease the outsider,” he called as the guards massed around Zeva.
“So Gregrose you betrayed your word and shame your village,” Zeva said.
“The councils word is only valid with honorable creatures and we don’t consider you an honorable creature,” he said loudly.
“You have no reason to doubt my honor and no right to act without such proof. I don’t care though because I know the law of mutate better than you think. I call upon the challenge of might and honer for my honor in the clan!” he roared as both the guards and the crowd took a step back.
Gregrose chuckled, “Apparently you have forgotten something. According to the laws of mutate to make the challenge you must be of this clan, obviously you are not a gazelle.”
“Maybe not old fool but I am of your clan. Elena is my mate and that means I am one of you now. The challenge cannot be denied!” he shouted.
Gregrose stood in astonishment and turned to the healer, “Is this true! Did you defile this clan by becoming a predators mate!”
“He is my mate Gregrose I even bare the marks as proof!” she said as she removed the bandage from her shoulder, “But I have defiled nothing my love is pure as is my mates.”
“Gregrose shutup! The council will convene on this matter. Till then all are dismissed, the lion and the healer are ordered to the chamber with the council,” one of the other council members said.
The council and the couple went to the chamber where everyone sat.
“You have made the challenge but you are not a gazelle. I assume that since you claim to be honorable you have a solution to the obvious lack of fairness in a battle between a gazelle and a lion,” the council member said sternly.
“Of course although Gregrose may think of me as a stupid predator he has some idea of just what I am capable of. I propose that I fight your best three warriors, how does that sound,” Zeva said a less than pleasant face starring not at the face that spoke but Gregroses grim mug.
The members looked at one another while Gregrose smiled and then began to laugh.
“Let me get this straight you think you, a hunter?, could take on our three best warriors and live?” he said happy at this development.
The other members were shocked both at the lions request and Gregroses strange attitude. In his fifteen years on the council they had never seen him take joy in seeing another creature desperate for its own life. They weren’t sure what to say.
“Gregrose why are you so happy that he is commiting suicide?” one of the council finally answered.
“I’ll tell you, twenty-five years ago A creature like this one decided that my family would make a good meal, I did what I could to stop him but even as a warrior I was no match for him, he was a hunter and I was still young in my warrior days. Despite this I was almost a match for him. After my family was slaughtered he left and with him took my pride and my love. My hatred runs deep. Now to see that a mere hunter thinking he could take not only our finest which is a match for me but also my two current apprentices is quite close to what I consider payback,” Gregrose laughed loudly, “As leader of the council I accept the terms of this battle. What is your prize?”
“My mate and I will live our lives as your clan, I will become the leader of warriors and will defend the village as my own which it will be. Also you will no longer be the elder, not that this is a prize but a creature with so much hate running his decisions is not a leader he is a dictator. You wanted to kill me not for the village but for your own blood lust. I pity you Gregrose but will not honor you,” he said calm.
“I will not agree to this it is ridiculous. I have nothing to prove to you,” Gregrose said a mocking tone filling his tone.
“No Gregrose you don’t but he is right and that means your honor is stained in the eyes of the council. You will fight for the village and your apprentices will fight to. Win or lose you will have your honor but if you lose you will no longer hold a place on this council. As for you lion I find you honorable and with this show of courage and honor comes respect of the highest magnitude. If you win Not only will you live among us but no one will question your opinion or your loyalties. I have never seen a creature hold his love and duty so high above his own life and I am ashamed to think I voted to have your death,” Gregrose was astonished at the statement coming from his fellow council member and couldn’t speak, “I call the vote of the council to support my words,” he finished.
The council stood and all put their hands on the table and then raised them. Gregrose was out voted all but him voted to the words and that meant he was powerless to stop his revenge.
“You may have the council but you do not have me, I was young and inexperienced when I fought the hunter that killed my family now I am the greatest warrior of this clan. I will kill you with ease,” Gregrose said a fire of hate in his eyes.
Zeva grinned and let out a chuckle.
“What are you laughing about are you crazy,” Gregrose was infuriated at Zevas lack of fear.
“Gregrose you are a fool. In my clan we are taught our birth job but when completed we are aloud to choose our final path. I am a hunter but, I was born a warrior. I lack the bloodlust of a warrior the lust that until now I thought only predators had but I am a fully trained and respected warrior of my clan. I may die but I fight for love and honor you only fight for revenge on a race not even the creature that killed your family. Even if I lose I still have my love what do you have,” he said grimly.
“Enough! The battle begins at noon tommarow till then you are free to roome the village and your stuff will be returned,” one of the council member said sternly.
Elena and Zeva returned to her hut with Zevas stuff and began to eat dinner. Zeva could tell something was wrong something was eating at her and she was trying to hide it. Zeva finished and moved behind Elena putting his paws on her shoulders.
“I know something is wrong please don’t try and hide it from me,” he said in a soft sad voice.
“I, I was just thinking of everything you’ve done for me and the village and to have said the things I did and things I did I don’t deserve you. I love you but that doesn’t change what I did and now you risk your life for me again and all I can do is watch,” she started to cry.
Zeva gently lifted her from her seat and put her on the bed laying next to her. His paw gently rubbed her back and his other arm removed the tears from her face.
“SSssssshhh, relax Its ok explain what your talking about, I won’t be angry,” he said softly kissing her neck.
She took him in a hug, “When we first talked I said your were dishonorable and a cold blooded killer I had no right. You did nothing to dishonor yourself and then I forced you to cooperate by bringing out your instincts. I hate myself I’m a horrible person,” she said before she began to cry again this time into his shoulder.
“Rediculous, your love means more to me than my honor and that has never once been in question. I come from a line of proud warriors, the most distinguished of all the lion prides. I had the right to take my place on my own elder council but I didn’t because I had nothing there. Here I have you and that’s all I ever want. As long as you are with me no challenge, dishonor, or risk is too great. You once said that you would repay me for what you had to do, well you did by falling in love with me. Thank you and the gods have blessed you, your beauty, your skill in healing and your heart,” He smiled and then kissed her.
“Thank you,” she said before returning the kiss, “I will never do anything to hurt you I promise.”
As they continued to kiss Zeva rolled onto Elena and undid the strings that held her top on. He smiled as her beautiful plump but firm breasts were revealed. He slowly licked the first breast going around the nipple and then across it. Elena let out soft moans as he continued slowly moving to her other breast and watching her reaction. He played with the erect nipples with his claw and moved downward. In a surprise Elena rolled over and onto Zeva pinning his arms down with her knees. She crawled around and took off his loincloth. He removed hers as well and moved her rump closer to his face. He felt her hands grip his sac and his sheath. Zeva let out a roar and arched his back as her thick tongue penetrated his sheath causing him unknown amounts of pleasure. She backed out as his member came out to full length almost all at once. She looked back to see him panting and twitching and smiled.
“Are you ok?” she asked.
“Were did you learn that it was overwhelming,” he panted.
“Just a little secret us healers pass down from generation to generation,” she laughed.
Elena started to lick his member and gently rub his balls. Zeva just let his arms fall to his side and his head fall back relaxing to her touch. Her loving touch made him moan endlessly as she brought him to a point of pleasure that he didn’t know existed. As he peaked Elena took his member almost fully into her mouth sucking every drop of his seed into her. When she finished she moved back to his side and began to lick his neck as he tried to slow his breathing a bit. Zeva was quite tired so he scooped Elena into his arms and purred as he fell asleep. Elena just wrapped her arms around him and went to sleep giving him one last kiss on the nose.
The morning dawn was a magnificent site that only the plains could appreciate. Elena began to awake to find her arms and legs bound by straps. Fur was wrapped around her wrists and ankles under the bonds so as to stop her straps from hurting her.
“Zeva what the hell is going on!” she said flailing her arms.
Zeva sat next to her and gave her a kiss on the head, “I’m sorry but I can’t risk the distraction of your presence at the match. Please forgive me, I love you.”
Elena started to cry, “No, please Zeva don’t go I can’t lose you, Please!” she said before she felt a small prick on the arm.
“Goodnight my love we will be together soon,” he said as a tear fell from his eye and hit her nose.
Elena felt tired and her eyes slowly closed as she let out one last thing, “I love you,” she whispered before she fell asleep.
Zeva untied the bonds and hugged her tight taking deep breathes as he thought of her love and his. She would not awaken till well after the battle and he wondered if she could forgive him. It was a nessessity that he focus on the match but to forcefully stop her from coming was very hurtful to him. He gave her one last kiss and picked up his weapons before exiting the hut. He strapped the swords to his back and headed for the center of the town.
As he entered the town center the crowd looked at him parting their ranks to let him through. His eyes showed them his determination while their eyes showed him their hatred for his race. Despite this look in their eyes not a one spoke in anger or ignorance for even with their fear no one could doubt his honor and courage. A respect that went beyond such thoughts was in their hearts and souls and no one would question his love for Elena. Two gazelle warriors stood in the ring preparing, one was a master of the spear and used it with skill. The other was a sword master but a single not a double master like Zeva. Gregrose stood on the elevated platform that served as a spot for the elders when they spoke to the crowd. In his hands he held an axe of strange sorts. It was double bladed but smaller than one would think. Then Gregrose took another from his back and Zeva knew what he faced. A dual axe master was one of the rarest forms of fighting in the plains and only known by predators.
“Are you ready to die Lion,” Gregrose said with a sadistic smile.
“I have one question to ask Gregrose what happened to the predator that taught you to use the weapons of your choice?” Zeva said a strange anger in his eyes.
“So you know that I was trained by a predator, well I guess I’ll tell you what you want to know. I will tell the whole village since it won’t matter after I take your head,” Gregrose laughed with an evil tone, “After my family was killed I wanted revenge more than anything I could ever imagined possible. An old lion took me in and taught me his art after hearing my story. He did it to restore some honor to his race after what had happened to me. When I surpassed him in skill I challenged my mentor for the right to avenge my family. When I beat him I took his blades as my own and came here to my clan to become its greatest warrior. I have sworn to kill any lion to cross my path and soon I will appease that promise with your blood.”
“You are a sad creature Gregrose, I am a predator but you are just an evil creature. A blood lust in you exists like nothing the plains have ever seen. You are no longer prey or predator you are something else. This fight is no longer personal it is now a nessesity,” Zeva said.
By:
Thomas A. Scheck