The heroes were buried deep in the earth. The males who had done their job were rewarded by being pulled along towards where we would begin to celebrate the lives of those that died. Drums and instruments were pulled from homes as we congregated in the feeding pits, the blood of the dead still fresh in the dirt. Wood was collected and piled high into the air.

  The fmes were started and the music was struck. Calls to the afterlife rang in the air as night fell and the world was illuminated by fire. The eyes of my cnswomen reflected the fire light as the pupils practically glowed in the low light. The great fermented drinks were brought out and everyone brought it to their lips, drinking deep of the intoxicating liquids. I brought a table and set it in the center of the gathering. I picked up the nearest woman and hoisted her upon it. Bidding her to stand.

  “Tell us of your huntress! Speak her tale!” I demanded as I grabbed the nearest drink and downed a mouthful of the fiery liquid. I thrust the skin into the hands of the woman I demanded speak.

  She began a tale, of young girls working hard to learn the ways of life in the savannah. The stopping of a venomous snake bound for a collection of pups. The bite that almost ended her life but her tenacious fight to survive. That she was rendered barren by the poison and inducted into the hunters at a young age for her swiftness. The women cheered at the tale. When it was done she hopped down.

  “Come! Tell us of our heroes!” I scooped up another woman hoisting her upon my shoulder until she was propped up. She squealed drunkenly as she raised her arms.

  She spoke of the st time she was full of pups. Belly swollen with three and the insatiable craving for buffalo testicles. How her huntress would sneak them to her so she could gorge upon them. Spoke of the strong children that came from her loins because of it. A tale of three girls being brought into the world now living in their hut. That tonight she would hold the pups to her chest and nurture them to be the best huntresses we would ever see.

  I set her down and she hugged me tightly, her full milk swelling her breasts. “Thank you for avenging her.”

  One by one women stood upon a table or were hoisted up on shoulders to tell the stories of the fallen. I drank with them, danced to the music. I did not sully the memories of the fallen by submitting to my rising carnal desires. My scars were marveled at as I healed before their eyes. I was sure many of them had seen Ade, or the ascended warriors healing

  As I danced and drank I found my body heating up once more. I looked around at the women and pups dancing. The children that were looked after by the huntresses and their women. Those with fresh pups had them tched upon their breasts. However my body sang with need. Thankfully I had someone to relieve myself with.

  I grabbed Bongani by the hand and dragged him to dance with me. I held his slender body to my muscles and kissed him deeply. Ciming him with my passion. He cked the stamina I had as soon into the dancing he was covered in a sheen of sweat. Our tongues danced together as we grew more heated.

  I could stand it no longer as my pussy throbbed with need. I pulled him from the dancing and into the nearest hut for privacy. I didn’t pull my lips from his as I pulled off my wrap freeing my cock to rub against his hardening form. Thanks to his slighter stature his cock fit naturally between my legs and under my own member. I could feel it resting along my hot needful lips.

  I could barely feel his hands on my scar covered back as I knocked him to the ground and pressed down upon him. I ground my wetness against his ft stomach as I felt his cock nestled between my ass cheeks. The meat of my cock rubbed up and down his chest.

  I pulled his hands to my chest and guided him to stroking my abs and breasts. I could feel his worship of me. Death had been so close. I could feel something in me become needful after being so close to dying. A flutter of feelings in my lower stomach. I ignored it as I lifted up and gripped his cock in my hand and guided it to my pussy.

  I lowered myself on him as I parted around his tip. I pced a hand over his throat and pressed. He swelled and hardened in response as I dipped. I stopped halfway down and swirled my hips. I rubbed him along my inner walls and stirred my insides. I moaned as I squeezed his throat, cutting off his air as he grew ever harder.

  He did not grip my arm, just accepted that I held his life in my hands at that moment. Instead of worrying about his own life he teased my skin with his hands, brushing my nipples just how I liked it. Running fingers down the valleys of my muscles. I loosened just enough to let him breathe.

  Clenching my pussy tight and smmed down to the hilt. I moaned at the sudden fullness he gave me. I pressed my hips down, grabbing his nipples and pinching hard. Our moans filled the air, his strangled gurgle filling me with desire for a hard ride. I lifted until barely his tip was inside me and smmed down. The stretching of my walls around his thick girth was ecstasy incarnate. Choking him just hard enough to make his struggle to breath I started to ride him hard. The hard sps of our flesh meeting echoed in the hut.

  Bongani smmed his hips up with everyone of my falls as he tried to fuck me back and give me what I wanted. I let go of his throat to brace myself on his chest better. Pressing my weight down on his ribs as I quickened my pace. A building feeling of my womanly juices quivered inside me. His hands wrapped around my cock and stroked me, rubbing my own precum around my tip and tantalizing the sensitive flesh there.

  I grunted and raised my hand, spping him across the face, “Stroke me better!” I grabbed his hand then and spat a glob of slobber onto it. Knowing what I wanted he grabbed my shaft with the slickened hand and gripped just hard enough. Already he knew my body and it delighted me.

  That pressure was building, “Fuck yes. Yeah that's it sve. Just like that!” I bounced faster and harder as my orgasm approached. My cock began to twitch and leak more cum as the pressure inside my belly built like water before a dam. Wrapping my hand back around his throat I cut off his air. “Don’t stop!” I commanded.

  I could see his eyes begin to roll back as my climax was upon me. Even though I squeezed the life from him he focused only on thrusting and stroking. Driving me to my titanic release. The thick swelling of his cock inside me triggered my release as I smmed down, a tidal wave of my juices erupted over his balls as my cock bsted his chest and neck with cum. In his haze he didn’t stop.

  He let loose a finally swelling before painting my womb with his cum. The feeling of him filling my most intimate need sent me shivering through another wave of orgasmic bliss. I curled into myself as I let go of his throat. Shudders went through me as he shot rope after rope into my blessed body. I could feel him gasping for breath as his hands and body met my shudders with his own.

  I tensed my entire pussy trying to squeeze every drop of cum from him to fill me. Groans left me as every pulse of his cock sent waves of pleasure through my belly. Leaning back I groped my own breasts as my male recovered from the brink I brought him to. I lifted off him, my body desperately holding onto the cum that slowly leaked out of my sopping pussy. I felt my own juices and his cum dripping down my inner thigh, sending delight through me.

  Smiling to myself I wrapped my waist back up and left him spent and used on the floor. I didn’t even care for the experience notification that popped in my mind. I stretched my rexed body as the reaffirmation of life tingled in my mind. I joined the dancing once more.

  I snatched up Aphiwe and twirled her in the air. I held her to my chest and showed her my muscles. “These arms slew their enemies!” She ughed in my arms and flexed her own arms. I pulled her up and rested her on my shoulders.

  It was long into the night when I felt Aphiwe slumping towards sleep. She had danced and filled her belly with food. I pulled her close to my chest as she rested. I could feel her drift off as I sat, my sight swam with how much I had to drink. My skin felt on fire from the flush I had. Not sure I was going to make it to my hut I promised I had to try.

  I felt unsteady as I walked towards my home. Of the cn I had consumed the most of the food and drink. I was uded and hugged by many of my cnswomen and more than one kiss on the cheek, or colr for those too short to reach my face. I was showered with affection that warmed my heart.

  The dead weight of a child I had taken under my wing, the satisfaction of love making, plenty of drink and food had me in bliss. Soon enough I was back in my hut. Melokuhle worked hard on stripping the flesh from my trophy. Viscera and a jawless skull y aside as the almost white fur and mane were being cleaned.

  I set Aphiwe down in my bed and walked over to Melokuhle and knelt behind her. I wrapped my arms around her and pressed myself against her. I kissed at her neck but she shrugged and pulled away as much as my strength would let her. A growl escaped her throat.

  “You stink of him.” She growled as she focused on her task.

  My ears fttened as anger filled my chest. I grabbed her chin and forced her to look at me. She fought against me for a moment before giving in. Though she avoided my eyes and stared at my lips.

  “You’re both mine and I do what I want. If I want you both in one night I will have it.” She tried to pull away but I growled and squeezed.

  “You should favor me, instead you thrust something in my hands and choose him.” Jealousy was thick in her voice as she kept her gaze down.

  Ears fttened on the top of my head as I stared at her downcast face. “Don’t you see? He is a tool, a toy to be used. I cannot trust him with Aphiwe, with my needs besides his cock. You are the one I can trust with those duties.”

  Melokuhle again tried to pull away, “You go hut to hut fucking your way through our cn. Don’t tell me I am useful when you shove your cock in every waiting pussy you can. I’m just some chore doer you care little for.” Her hands braced against my chest and pushed harder, “Let go of me.”

  I held her in my arms and pulled her closer. It was easy to overpower her. “Why are you defying me so? Do I not have the status to do what I want? Must I teach you a lesson?” I let out a rumbling growl as I shoved my face into her own. She craned her neck back getting as much distance from me as she could.

  “We are breeders, and you are dragging us for your selfish needs. What happens when Ade and the warriors come back? When they smell the stink of your cum on their women. When Ade sees that you have elevated others to huntresses? You’re damning us.” She jerked and pushed, “Now let go of me.”

  “You don’t understand, this is my ascended path to power. I’ve grown so much stronger because of my actions.” I loosened my grip on her while I tried to expin myself, “Without what I have done the cn might have died to the Lionkin today. His power was barely matched by a dozen hunters and myself. Without my strength, all would have been lost. I’m a hero and yet you treat me this way?”

  Melokuhle paused in pushing me away, “Yes you are a hero today. But soon you will be a pariah. You just focus on power.” Her fingers curled brushing across my shoulders. “You must realize we are breeders. One of us must be with pup soon or we will be shunned from the cn. We will lose the hut, access to easy food, we may even be forced to have a warrior become our center instead of you. It is coming but you hide your eyes from it.”

  My ears were at full attention as I looked at my mate. I let her go as she turned back to her work and showed me her back. “Ade might see what I have done and elevate me. See that I have grown strong enough to be a great warrior of the cn. We won’t lose all this.” If it does happen I’ll take you with me. Or leave you with someone that will provide.

  “Ade does not change her mind. She has never done so.” Melokuhle grabbed the mane in two tight fists. “I’m done talking about this. I have work to do.” She stood and left the hut carrying the viscera and trophy away.

  I looked after her as something in my mind began to eat at me. Doubt. I shook it from my mind, she is wrong. Mother will see me as a hero and elevate me.