190 Harvesting September
Chapter 190: Harvesting September
The injured man down on the ground re-opened his eyes for the first time since he was nearly electrocuted to death by Lord Monsoon.
As he opened his eyes again, his foggy vision revealed to him that something intense was occurring right above his head on the road. The woman…
This woman from the tavern was maintained above him in the sky. She was held by four ropes made of lightning. And there was a horned monster towering over her, preventing her from freeing herself. At least, that was how the man on the ground interpreted this. He could only interpret it that way.
When he thought he was alone on the ground, he heard footsteps, rushing for him. He couldn't really move, so he only waited for the person that was running nearby to come in view. Which it happened. Sooner than he thought it was going to be the case. He saw her boot first. Then, the young woman crouched down, and he could then see her much better. He saw a gorgeous, elvish woman. He saw April.
Even though she didn't know him, she was worried about him. She came to his aid. Thankfully, his voice became less and less blurry and foggy as time went on. The simple fact that April was so beautiful helped him and encouraged him to keep his eyes open. He opened them wider. He kept them open longer. He was encouraged to keep fighting. April helped him sit instead of leaving him to lie down on the side of his body.
It was a miracle that he was still alive, with the intense burst of electricity he took. While April didn't know what exactly happened to him, she wasn't there for it, she could easily tell that he had been struck by Lord Monsoon's powerful and dreadful lightning powers. He was still panting because of the incredible pain he suffered through. But it wasn't over yet.
"Sir? Sir? You are going to be alright. Stay with me. Everything is taken care of. We are going to chase the big, bad, monster away from this region. You can trust me. We are here. Sir?" He was hearing her just fine, but his body was failing him. He slowly closed his eyes again. Re-opened them. Closed them again. Re-opened them. Closed them again. "Sir? Open your eyes, sir," April told him.
"They are open… They are open…" the man repeated to her.
"Good," she was reassured once she saw that he did re-open his eyes and finally communicated with her. This was a great sign. It was not up to her to take care of him, drag him away from this horrible danger and heal him as best she could. She lifted him off the ground. She had one of his arms go over her shoulders. She was doing her best to carry and support him away from the battle. Meanwhile, the injured man couldn't stop staring at April's big tits. Her generous cleavage was something, which definitely helped keep his eyes wide open. The man once again had a reason to live, and it wasn't because of September and her beauty, which made him come here in the first place. This time, it was April. He felt blessed that she was doing all of this to help him. He blushed and did his best to remain up on his feet.
"Do you have a name, sir?" April politely asked him.
"My friends call me: 'Junk'..." the injured man replied to her. April was taken aback by this. She cocked her head. She was shocked.
Meanwhile, up above their heads, the battle for the protection of September continued. With the injuries to his electric eyes, Lord Monsoon was no longer able to see and affect the course of his domination over the Autumn witch for the time being. He had to wait until his eyes were healed before attacking Junk again. Which was perfect for him, since it could potentially allow him enough time to try and save September. The Minotaur was still towering over her.
"Okay. So, what do you expect to do now, exactly, Junk? This is too dangerous. You shouldn't have come up here. As soon as Monsoon is regenerated, he's going to kill you. Hell, he's going to murder the both of us. You've got to leave. And now. It's an order."
"I don't think so, my Queen. He is going to kill me. Definitely. But not you. He wants to keep you as his whore. So, I have to get you out of here," he said as he tried breaking the lightning ropes with his claws at first. It didn't work. He hurt his hands. Then, he tried with his battle ax while he was using the ropes as platforms to stand up. And it still didn't work. He couldn't break the chains that were making her a hostage. He had to think of something else.
"You won't be able to break his power with your ax, Junk."
"It was still worth it to try. Yeah. I think I have no other choice now," the demon knight said to himself, scratching his head.
"You miserable piece of shit! I will cut your head off and eat it!" Lord Monsoon was furious. He never wished to destroy him more than it was the case at this moment. It was only a matter of time before he regenerated himself and was able to end Junk's life.
"What are you saying? What choice?" September asked him.
"The only way to make him lose his power and dominance over you is to replace his dominance with… Mine," he told her.
"What are you saying right now? Or are you going to?"
"Yes, my Queen…" he said to her as he had his big and juicy Minotaur's dick erupting out of the hole in his armor. His cock and his majestically large set of balls came out of his crotch at the same time. He continued to tower over the immobilized witch a bit longer.
"You were not kidding when you said that you were going to harvest me…" she mentioned to him, recalling he recently said that.
"September. I've been wanting to fuck you since we first met. Now is the time. And there couldn't be any more perfect time than now as your life and freedom is in danger. As all of our lives are in danger," he told her. Her demon knight was so aroused that he already produced a considerable amount of pre-cum.
Then, he moved even closer to her.
He finally made physical contact with her.
The tip of his cock rubbed against the exterior of her exposed pussy.
