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Chapter 11: In the Lion Jungle

"Ooooooooh, Lionpaw! Oh! Yes!"

"Hmph! Ugh. Yeah. Fuck!"

Cherrypaw fidgeted in her nest as she tried to ignore the soft, erotic cries that were ringing through the dark cave. It was the middle of the night, but, like every other night, Kestralpaw and Lionpaw were going at it again. Maybe it was just because they were deep sleepers, or maybe they were just used to it, but the rest of the apprentices seemed to be able to sleep through their nightly mating session, while every night since she had moved in Cherrypaw had lain awake, exhausted.

She pretended to be asleep, her eyes opened just enough so that she could watch Kestralpaw and Lionpaw mate without being noticed. From where they couldn't see, Cherrypaw's tail snaked between her legs and rubbed her wet core. The only thing good about the whole situation was that it seriously turned Cherrypaw on. Well, that and it seriously pissed her off.

Not only because she was tired, but because she was jealous. She had never felt these kind of feelings before, but whenever she watched Kestralpaw and Lionpaw fuck every night, she watched the handsome tom intently with a burning desire to be the one he was mating. Was this... a crush? Did Cherrypaw have feelings for Lionpaw? She had never wanted someone to mate her so badly before.

Lionpaw made her giddy and wet. Hardened muscles rippled underneath his warm golden-brown pelt. His legs were long and firm, perfect for his strong, lean body. He was the handsomest tom in the clan, with the dreamiest sea-green eyes you have ever seen. His sexy smirk was enough to send any she-cat swooning and begging to be mated by him, and Cherrypaw was no exception. He had the second largest cock in the clan even though he wasn't even fully grown yet, and Cherrypaw had heard that he was an amazing mater. The apprentice that had once been a kittypet, who had been feared in the twolegplace because of his raping of all the she-cats, had risen through the ranks to become the deputy's apprentice after Lustclan had heard that he had single-handedly stolen the virginity of every she-cat in his neighborhood.

Rubbing her core slowly with her tail, Cherrypaw watched Lionpaw ram his huge cock in and out of Kestralpaw until she fell asleep to sweet dreams of him mating her.

When Cherrypaw awoke, the apprentices' den was completely empty except for Lunarpaw, who was making her bed at the back of the den. The ginger she-cat struggled to her paws, blinking rapidly so her eyes could adjust to the sun before parting her jaws in a huge yawn. "Ugh...where is everyone? What time is it?"

Lunarpaw turned her head sharply, smiling warmly at the younger feline. "Oh, good morning! Don't worry, you haven't missed anything. Thrustcock was just going to call the meeting for the warrior ceremony but I wanted to let you sleep for a little longer. You looked exhausted." Lunarpaw's bright eyes were compassionate.

Cherrypaw closed her eyes and nodded, trying to clear her head. Oh, well if my denmates weren't up mating every night maybe I wouldn't be so exhausted! "Oh, thanks a lot. I needed the extra rest."

She was about to ask who's ceremony it was when there was a call from outside the den. "Let all Lustclanners old enough to mate gather below the Highrock!"

Getting to their paws, Cherrypaw and Lunarpaw dashed out of the den and joined the growing group of cats who were gathered below the Highrock in a rough semi-circle. In the front were the apprentices who were about to be initiated to warriors- Lionpaw, Hawkpaw, and Kestralpaw. Oh, that's right! Cherrypaw suddenly realized. It's Lionpaw's warrior ceremony today!

"Quiet down, everyone," Thrustcock rumbled from the top of the Highrock, catching everyone's attention. The entire clan sat to watch him with eager eyes, ever respectful toward their loyal deputy. "We are gathered here today to welcome three of our loyal apprentices into warrior status, which they have earned after six moons of hard work in which they were taught the ways of a true Lustclanner. I will be presiding over the ceremony today in Rockstar's behalf as he is not feeling well."

Cherrypaw glanced around to see the rest of the clan's reaction to this, but no one seemed to mind that Rockstar wasn't performing the ceremony. In fact, a few of them seemed pleased that Thrustcock was doing it instead. All except Echopaw, whom Cherrypaw noticed was seated at the back of the crowd, a dark glare aimed at the deputy.

Thrustcock leaped down from the Highrock and approached Hawkpaw, Lionpaw's sister, with a kind smile. "I, Thrustcock, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Hawkpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, embrace the virtue of mating which this clan symbolizes, and protect the clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Hawkpaw nodded once and mewed calmly, "I do."

He gazed off into the crowd. "Flamecum, has she properly learned the traditions of the clan, the ways of the Lustclanner, the proper mating techniques, and everything she needs to know as a full warrior of Lustclan?"

The fiery warrior nodded. "She has."

Thrustcock smiled charmingly and continued. "Then by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Hawkpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Hawkwind. Starclan honors your strong will and stamina when mating, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Lustclan." Thrustcock then stooped and licked the newly named Hawkwind's core, while at the same time she stooped to lick the shaft that held his member.

Members of the clan chanted her name, including her brother.

He then moved on to Kestralpaw. "I, Thrustcock, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Kestralpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, embrace the virtue of mating which this clan symbolizes, and protect the clan, even at the cost of your life?"

She nodded sweetly.

Thrustcock searched out Brackenslash in the crowd. "Brackenslash, has Kestralpaw properly learned the traditions of the clan, the ways of the Lustclanner, the proper mating techniques, and everything she needs to know as a full warrior of Lustclan?"

Brackenslash nodded as well, pride evident in his warm amber optics. "She has, yes."

"Then by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Kestralpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Kestralbeat. Starclan honors your integrity and ability to seduce, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Lustclan." As the clan chanted her name, she repeated the same gesture that Hawkwind had done with Thrustcock.

Finally, Thrustcock approached his own apprentice, Lionpaw, pride shining clearly in his eyes. The handsome apprentice smiled his sexy grin at his mentor, his anticipation to become a warrior showing in his dreamy eyes. "I, Thrustcock, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained immensely hard to understand the ways of your noble code and I commend him to you as a warrior, rightfully so, in his turn. Lionpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, embrace the virtue of mating which this clan symbolizes, and protect the clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Lionpaw sent his dreamy gaze around the camp, slowly, lingering on each she-cat for a moment with his dreamy smile. Cherrypaw watched the other she-cats around her swoon and murmur, and she herself felt a little faint as his eyes lingered on her. Then the moment was over, and the handsome tom was turned toward his mentor and deputy. "I do, Thrustcock. I would be honored to join the ranks of the warriors to mate and defend this clan as a Lustclanner should." There were more awed murmurs at his speech.

Thrustcock gave his apprentice a long, pleased look before standing up straight with his chest puffed out, addressing the crowd. "I, myself, being Lionpaw's mentor, would like to say a few words. I am very proud of this tom, this tom who has trained long and hard to become who he is today. This tom who was once a lowly kittypet, but a kittypet who was feared in his home by the many, many she-cats whom he had raped. Lionpaw was meant to be a Lustclanner, wise beyond his years. Wise enough to realize the beauty and necessity of mating, which we so honor here in Lustclan. He is now one of the most talented maters in the clan, with the second largest cock, second only to me, of course. He has learned the traditions of the clan, the ways of the Lustclanner, the proper mating techniques, and everything there is to know to become a full warrior of Lustclan!"

"LIONPAW! LIONPAW!" The clan chimed in exuberantly, Cherrypaw including.

Thrustcock turned back to Lionpaw, his tail lashing royally. "Now, without further ado, by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Lionpaw, from this moment on you will be known at Lioncock. Starclan honors your large member and the strength and control by which you use it. We welcome you as a full warrior of Lustclan." The clan cheered louder than ever and the two toms stooped to lick each other's shafts.

When the clan had died down, Thrustcock led the two new warriors to the top of the Highrock before he raised his voice again. "Now, as our ancestors did before us, we celebrate by mating. As I am acting for leader, I will be mating the new warrio-"

"STOP!"

The loud call cut through the cheers and laughter, sending everyone into silence as Rockstar hobbled out of his nest and onto the Highrock. His eyes were mad and raving, and he swung his head over the gathering of cats, hostility bright in his crazed optics. "Enough of this. This mating is tearing our clan apart, and I shall not see our lives fall into shambles because of it. For now on, no more cats shall have any names having to do with mating."

There were loud calls of protest but Rockstar silenced them with a hiss. "There will be no more communal mating at celebrations and the leader, or anyone else will not mate with the newly named warriors. In fact, the recently made warriors are forbidden to mate AT ALL on this day."

The clan was silent, confused, and a bit scared. Rockstar glared angrily at them all for a moment more before wheezing, turning, and hobbling back into his den.

No one noticed Thrustcock's menacing glare toward Rockstar and his knowing glance to Applelust but Echopaw.

It was awkward after the meeting. No one was really in the mood to celebrate after Rockstar's outburst, and everyone had mostly exited camp to carry out their business or to do chores in camp. Cherrypaw noticed Lioncock slip out of camp and, after a brief hesitation, followed, a mischievous plan popping into her mind.

Kestralbeat and Lioncock were warriors now, which meant that they would be together more often than ever. Cherrypaw's jealousy grew, and she knew she had to find a way to put a wedge in between him and Kestralbeat. Sure, she didn't expect Lioncock to just end up mating one she-cat and no one else, but if he was going to be mating one cat more often, she wanted it to be her.

So she followed his scent trail, keeping close track of his path so that she didn't lose him. Soon it was clear that he was going to The Falls, a small clearing with a waterfall where the entire clan meets on feast days to celebrate and have large orgies. It was also a good place to catch fish, but with the exception of celebrations, no one visited that often.

Perfect! Cherrypaw sped up to a sprint, running through the forest in a wide arc around the path Lioncock was taking, until she broke the holly bushes lining the clearing and entered the peaceful niche of her territory. Lioncock hadn't arrived yet, and Cherrypaw flopped down on her back in the middle of the grassy clearing, making sure she was in full view. She spread her legs open wide, revealing her pretty pink pussy, attractive and tight. The ginger apprentice closed her eyes and imagined Lioncock in her mind, reaching down with her paws to rub herself and poking her tail inside her core, which was already growing wet. She imagined the sexy tom sauntering over with that sexy smirk of his and shoving his enormous cock in her pussy, ramming it in deep. She imagined him mating her rough and hard, in every position, calling her name as he pounded her with his expert cock.

Cherrypaw was quickly dripping wet, and she began to moan her crush's name as she rubbed and played with herself. "Oohhhh, Lioncock!"

Then there was a rustling in the bracken, and Cherrypaw opened her eyes to see Lioncock standing there, his sexy, cocky smirk stretched across his maw. His eyes wandered her body and lingered on her dripping core, and he could feel himself grow hard. "Well, what do we have here?" he mewed in his deep, sexy voice. He slowly sauntered toward the laying femme, who continued to rub her core.

"Mmmm, Lioncock... Just who I wanted to see," the she-cat purred seductively, rubbing her clit. "I'm so wet and horny, Lioncock... won't you mate me?"

Lioncock was overwhelmed by the urge to mate the sexy she-cat and his cock had erected fully out of its sheath at the sight of the femme who lay on the ground with her legs spread wide for him to fuck her. The dripping pink folds of her tight pussy, which she rubbed in slow, seductive circles as she moaned his name, were driving him insane. But, being the cocky tom he was, Lioncock plastered an unimpressed smile on his sexy maw. "Oh, so the little horny apprentice wants some of my rough fucking, does she?" he smirked as he circled her, eyeing up her attractive body. "Too bad Rockstar banned me from mating today." He had no intention of not mating the she-cat, but he wanted to hear her beg.

Cherrypaw realized this. Fine. He wants me to beg? Then I'll beg. "Please, Lioncock. Please, I'm so wet and horny. It would be your duty as a warrior to mate me. I need you..." She closed her eyes and murmured his name, rubbing her wet core faster, up and down. The sight nearly had Lioncock tearing into her with his hard member right then and there.

"Well, I guess no one should listen to that crazy old loon anyway. Fine, I'll fuck you, baby." He padded closer to her, huge, hard boner pointed toward her tight pussy. "But I wanna hear you beg me again."

Cherrypaw couldn't wait any longer and she melted, begging and whining for him. He had never looked more sexy than he did right then. "Oh, please Lioncock! Fuck me as rough as you can with your huge, hard cock. I need you to mate me! Fuck my wet pussy!"

"That's it, baby," Lioncock mewed, position his barbed mentor as the dripping entrance of her tiny core. His member was even bigger than Clawthrust's; it seemed impossible that he would fit in her. "You're gonna have the time of your life, baby. Your pussy's gonna feel real nice when I'm done with it."

And then he shoved his huge, barbed member in her, fast and hard,and not gentle at all. The abrupt roughness of his thrust hurt dreadfully and felt immensely good at the same time. Lioncock could immediately feel how tight she was, and it sent shivers of pleasure through his whole body. "Holy Starclan!" he exclaimed. "Baby, your pussy is the tightest I've ever mated. Starclan, that feels good," he added as he began to thrust into her wet pussy, hitting her g-spot. His barbs dug in pleasantly.

Cherrypaw leaned forward to watch her pussy spread wide open to fit him, and his hugeness thrusting inside her filled her to the brim. "Oh my Starclan! You're so so big! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy as hard as you can, Lioncock!"

Lioncock shut his eyes tight, surprised by the intense pleasure he was feeling every time he forced the she-cat's core open, fitting his huge cock inside her snugly. He hadn't imagined a she-cat could be as tight as Cherrypaw was. He fucked her hard, wanting more and more of the pleasure he was feeling from her tight walls. He would pull out and ram in, hard and fast, slamming his huge cock into her tight pink pussy, his barbs digging into her slick walls.

"FUCK!" Cherrypaw moaned loudly. It felt so good- his huge, hard cock banging her senseless, fucking her dripping pussy harder than anyone had fucked her before. And its not even fully grown yet! The she-cat thought with amazement. "Yes! Yes! Fuck my pussy hard, Lioncock! I've never felt anything so big!"

"Oh, you like that baby?" Lioncock growled to her. "You like that? Does that huge cock in your pussy feel good?" Lioncock's mating wasn't gentle in any way. It was rough, and hard, and passionate, but in all the right ways. He knew exactly how to make Cherrypaw cum, and she enjoyed how he over-powered her. He held her on her back, his paws planted firmly on her chest. His cock shoved in deep, ramming in her pussy hard and fast.

"Yes!" Cherrypaw moaned, rocking her hips and bucking wildly in time with his thrusting. "I love your cock! I've wanted you to mate me for so long!" She reached down and spread her core open wide with her paws. Lioncock then placed a paw on her clit and began rubbing it in circles.

Lioncock was beginning to wonder why he hadn't started mating the sexy ginger apprentice sooner. She was much more attractive than Kestralbeat, had a much tighter core, and her moans were cute and yet seductive. She was a natural mater. "Oh, baby! All this time I've been mating Kestralbeat when I should have been enjoying your nice little pussy. "

Cherrypaw looked up at the tom seductively through her eyelashes while bucking her hips to send his amazing cock plunging deep into her core. "Hmmm, do you like my pussy, Lioncock?" she purred in question. "Do you like it even better than Kestralbeat's?"

Lioncock moaned sexily and banged her harder. "Oh, baby, I love your pussy. It's so much tighter and softer than Kestralbeat's. I'm gonna fuck you every day." Cherrypaw truly was the best mater in the clan. He had never felt a pussy so soft and tight...

"Please! Fuck me whenever, however you like, Lioncock!" Cherrypaw was in a state of euphoric bliss. Her dreams were coming true! She was being mated by the sexiest tom in the clan, and it felt amazing. The older tom's huge, hard cock filled her core tightly. He rammed it into her deep and rough, moving so fast that Cherrypaw could hardly keep up. He soon had her screaming out in pleasure as she came, squirting her juices up at him, but the tom didn't stop.

He paused for just enough to force Cherrypaw onto her stomach so he could fuck her from behind, and he began to rip her dripping core with his huge barbs again. He continued this, making the sexy ginger femme cum two more times, before he forced her on top of him. Cherrypaw took over and began to bounce wildly on Lioncock's huge rod, forcing him deep in her, but Lioncock still had more stamina and he continued to buck his member up into her. Cherrypaw began to tire from all the mating, but the pleasure she was feeling had her begging for more.

"Getting tired, baby?" Lioncock purred at her. "Well, you better get used to it. I'm gonna fuck you till I'm done. All night maybe."

"Use me as you like, Lioncock. Fuck my pussy for as long as you like..." Cherrypaw moaned breathlessly. "I love you. I love your cock. Fuck my pussy all night."

Lioncock chuckled and grunted before forcing her into another position and mated her again till she came. Two more positions he mated her in, and by now they had been going at it for a long time. It was nearly sunset. Lioncock began to tire and he wanted to orgasm. Cherrypaw sensed this and sped up, moaning "Oh yeah, Lioncock, fuck me hard! Please, cum in my pussy! Fuck my pussy and cum in me, Lioncock!"

Lioncock didn't respond, only closed his eyes and concentrated on fucking his she-cat as hard as he possibly could, driving his cock in her fast and deep. Cherrypaw came, yowling his name and begging for him to cum in her. Finally, the pressure and pleasure built till Lioncock shuddered and pulled out of Cherrypaw, moaning as cum squirted out of his cock and over Cherrypaw's body. She had wanted to feel his warm cum in her pussy, but since he had pulled out to not get her pregnant, Cherrypaw leaned forward and let the rest of his cum squirt into her mouth.

Lioncock fell onto his back, moaning softly with disbelief at how amazing his orgasm had felt, and how amazing of a mater Cherrypaw was. Cherrypaw, shivering still from her climax, bent and massaged Lioncock's cum into her core with her tongue. She then groomed herself, swallowing all of the cum that covered her body happily.

The two lay on the floor of the peaceful clearing until they had regained their breath and were calm again. Cherrypaw sat up first, seductively padding over to him and laying close to his side. "That was wonderful, Lioncock. You really are as good as everyone says. I've wanted this for a long time..." She looked down, embarrassed. "I was so jealous watching you with Kestralbeat. I want to be the one that you mate. I think... I think I love you."

Lioncock, having heard this before from many she-cats, only smiled cockily (and sexily). But he had to admit that he enjoyed the younger femme's body, and he would much rather mate her than Kestralbeat, if he had a choice. So he mewed, "Cherrypaw, you are really as good as the rumors say you are. I would even like to say that you could be the best she-cat mater in the clan. Well, not as good as me of course." He leaned toward and winked charmingly before licking her maw tenderly. "But I enjoyed your sexy little pussy, and I think we would be a good match. I want to mate you again. Often."

Cherrypaw's eyes lit up. "Oh, Lioncock, really? I would love that!

"But," the handsome tom interrupted, "you will let me mate you whenever, however I want. Everyday even. I will be mating you often."

Cherrypaw nodded and licked his maw. "Of course."

Cherrypaw left soon after to go hunting, and Lioncock stretched his tired muscles before turning to head back to camp. But he was stopped, for there sitting at the edge of the clearing, was Thrustcock.

"Oh, ugh, hello Thrustcock," Lioncock stuttered briefly, surprised. "Did you just arrive? I was just-"

"I know what you were doing," Thrustcock interrupted. "I watched the whole thing. You disobeyed Rockstar's orders."

"I know but-"

Thrustcock cut him off with a wave of his tale and began to pad closer to Lioncock, a proud smile on his maw. "I am proud of you Lioncock. Your mating back there was very impressive. And I'm especially glad to see that you do not take that fool of a leader's commands seriously."

Lioncock stared at the faithful deputy, shocked. "Really?"

"Yes, really. You see, Lioncock, I have plans in motion for... ridding ourselves of our incompetent leader, and I need help from inside the borders. You will join me, won't you? Will you help me to take the leadership and bring back the glory this clan once had?"

Lioncock nodded fervently. "Yes, of course! You would be a great leader, Thrustcock! I will support you all the way!"

"Good," Thrustcock rumbled. "Then follow me. We have things to discuss..."

Wow, sorry that took so long to get out. This is a really long chapter, and a lot of it is mating so I wanted it to be good. I hope you like it and hopefully the next chapter will be out soon. Remember, I need characters for the Gathering chapter that is coming up soon, so review if you want your cat and/or plotline added to the story!