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Chapter 97: Side Story 20 Junior X Half Girl minotaur

Chapter 97: Side Story 20 Junior X Half Girl minotaur

The fire crackled softly, casting flickering shadows on the forest floor as Junior and Lyra sat close together, the warmth of the flames mingling with the heat of their lingering connection. The night air was cool, but the energy between them was electric, charged with something neither could fully put into words.

Lyra’s eyes gleamed in the firelight, her spiraling horns catching the glow as she turned to look at him. "You really didn’t have to do that," she said, her voice low and smooth, yet tinged with a vulnerability that made Junior’s chest tighten. "Risking your life for someone like me... I’m not used to that."

Junior leaned back on his hands, his eyes never leaving hers. "Someone like you?" he asked, his tone gentle but probing. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

She looked away, her fingers tracing patterns in the dirt. "You know... different. A freak, to most," she admitted, her voice barely audible over the crackling fire. "People don’t see me as anything but a monster. Or a prize to be captured and sold."

Junior sat up straighter, his brow furrowing. "You’re not a monster, Lyra. And you’re definitely not a prize. You’re... incredible." The word slipped out before he could stop it, and he felt his cheeks heat up, but he didn’t take it back. "You’re strong, brave, and... beautiful. Anyone who can’t see that is blind."

Lyra’s gaze snapped back to his, her eyes widening in surprise. For a moment, she seemed to search his face for any hint of dishonesty, but there was none to find. Her lips parted, and she let out a soft breath, as if she’d been holding it in for far too long.

"You really mean that?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Every word," Junior replied without hesitation.

A small smile crept onto her lips, and she shifted closer to him, her minotaur legs folding gracefully beneath her. The fur on her lower half brushed against his leg, and he felt a shiver run through him. She was so close now, her warmth radiating against him, her scent—earthy and wild—filling his senses.

"I’ve never met anyone like you," she said softly, her hand reaching out to brush against his arm. Her touch sent a jolt of electricity through him, and he couldn’t help but lean into it. "You see me... really see me. Not just what I am, but who I am."

Junior swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. "I don’t know how anyone could see you and not feel... something," he admitted, his voice rough with emotion. "You’re unforgettable, Lyra."

Her breath hitched, and her hand slid up his arm, settling on his shoulder. Her eyes locked onto his, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to fade away. The fire, the forest, the distant sounds of the night—it all disappeared, leaving only the two of them in their own private universe.

"Junior," she murmured, her voice a low, sultry whisper that sent a shiver down his spine. "I’ve never felt this way before. And I... I don’t want to let it go."

He didn’t need to ask what she meant. The way she was looking at him, the way her body leaned closer, the way her breath mingled with his—it was all the answer he needed. His hand reached up, his fingers brushing against her jaw as he tilted her face gently toward his.

"Then don’t," he whispered, his lips hovering just inches from hers.

Their breath mingled, hot and heavy, as the tension between them reached its peak. Her hand slid from his shoulder to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, until their lips finally met in a kiss that was both tender and desperate. It was as though they were trying to convey everything they couldn’t say with words—gratitude, desire, and the inexplicable connection that had formed between them in such a short time.

Her lips were soft against his, yet there was a strength in the way she kissed him, a fierceness that mirrored her untamed spirit. Junior’s hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer still, until her body was pressed against his. He could feel the powerful muscles of her legs, the way her body moved with a grace that defied her size, and it only deepened his desire for her.

The kiss deepened, their tongues tangling as their hands explored each other with a hunger that neither could deny. Lyra’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, while his hands roamed over her back, feeling the strength and beauty of her unique form. She was unlike anyone he’d ever known, and he couldn’t get enough of her.

When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to steady themselves.

"Junior," Lyra whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I want you. All of you."

Her words sent a surge of heat through him, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. His hands slid down to her hips, lifting her easily onto his lap as he leaned back against the soft ground. Her legs straddled him, her powerful thighs pressing against his sides as she looked down at him, her eyes dark with desire.

"I’m yours," he murmured, his hands sliding up her toned arms, feeling the strength in them as she leaned down to kiss him again.

Her lips moved against his with a hunger that matched his own, her hands roaming over his chest as she began to undress him. His shirt was tossed aside in a heartbeat, and her fingers traced the lines of his muscles, sending shivers down his spine. Her touch was electric, and he could feel the heat of her body against his, driving him wild with need.

His hands found the curve of her hips, his fingers brushing against the soft fur that covered her lower half. She let out a soft moan against his lips, her body arching into his touch as he explored her. She was so warm, so impossibly soft, and he couldn’t get enough of the way she responded to him.

"Lyra," he breathed, his voice rough with desire. "You’re so beautiful."

Her breath hitched, and she pulled back just enough to look into his eyes. Her hand cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing against his lips as she whispered, "And you’re everything I never knew I needed."

Her words sent a wave of emotion crashing over him, and he pulled her down into another kiss, this one even more desperate than the last. Her hands moved to his waist, undoing the fastenings of his pants, and he helped her push them aside, freeing himself to her touch.

The moment her hand wrapped around him, he let out a low groan, his hips bucking into her grip. She was driving him to the edge with just her touch, and he knew he wouldn’t last long if they didn’t go further.

"Lyra," he gasped, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "I need you. Now."

She didn’t need to be told twice. With a swift, graceful movement, she positioned herself over him, her body poised to take him in. Her eyes locked onto his as she slowly lowered herself, the heat of her body engulfing him inch by inch until he was fully inside her.

The sensation was overwhelming—intense, electrifying, and unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. Her body was powerful yet soft, her muscles clenching around him in a way that made his head spin. His hands gripped her hips tighter as she began to move, her body rising and falling in a rhythm that was both primal and perfect.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she rode him, her pace increasing with every passing moment. The firelight danced over her skin, highlighting the sweat that glistened on her body as she moved. She was a vision of raw, untamed beauty, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

"Junior," she moaned, her voice faltering as her movements grew more frantic. "Don’t stop. Please."

He couldn’t have stopped even if he wanted to. The pleasure was building inside him, coiling tighter and tighter until he was sure he would explode. His hands moved to her waist, lifting her slightly as he thrust up into her, matching her pace with his own.

The sound of their skin slapping together mingled with their ragged breaths, creating a symphony of desire that echoed through the forest. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them and the fire of their passion.

Junior felt the tension in his body reach its peak, and with a low groan, he came undone, his body shuddering with the force of his release. Lyra wasn’t far behind, her body tightening around him as she let out a cry of pure ecstasy.

For a long moment, they stayed like that, their bodies tangled together as they both tried to catch their breath. The fire glowed softly in the background, bathing them in its warm light as they held each other close.

"Junior," Lyra whispered, her voice soft but filled with emotion. "I..."

He pulled her close, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You don’t have to say anything," he murmured, his arms tightening around her. "I know."