Defiled By The Cruel General [18+]

CHAPTER 6

Leah was startled and instinctively put her arms around his neck, but her body was as stiff as a fossil. She lowered her eyelashes and did not dare to look at the man who was so close to her.

But Ceaser's breath was too strong, making it almost impossible for Leah to breathe. The smell of the man kept pouring into her nostrils. The hand on her waist seemed to be terribly hot, making Leah feel burned.

She couldn't help biting her lip. She didn't know what this man wanted to do, but she was so nervous and scared that she didn't dare to move. Ceaser didn't look down at Leah, but his reaction was actually not much better than hers.

His body was more unnatural than before, and the heat in his body continued to rise. Ceaser tried hard to restrain himself and not to increase the strength of his hands, but the desire in his heart to hug her tightly became more and more turbulent.

Leah didn't notice it at all. Although the road was not far, she felt extremely uncomfortable. When Ceaser put her on the big bed, Leah breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.

She knew he was standing by the bed, staring at her quietly. Leah didn't know what he was looking at, but she felt her scalp tingling and just wanted him to leave quickly. She didn't dare to move, let alone make a sound.

It was not until she realized that her shoulders and chest were cold that she realized that she had been sitting like this in dishevel. In front of a man like this, Leah's cheeks flushed with shame, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

She couldn't help but cover her chest with both hands, but this attempt to cover up the truth made the atmosphere even more ambiguous. Ceaser's Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't say anything and turned away.

Leah closed her eyes and completely collapsed in shame. However, when she washed up and lay in bed to sleep late at night, a handkerchief suddenly covered her mouth and nose. Leah groaned softly and fell into a coma.

The man walked out of the darkness with a tall and strong body. Ceaser turned on the bedside lamp and stared at the girl on the bed quietly. Since he had already shot his comrades for her, how could he not ask for compensation?

Ceaser's eyes became deep, and those bottomless desires that he had suppressed were completely exposed. As for why he wanted to make Leah unconscious, it was naturally because of Ceaser's pride. He would never allow himself to show his ugliness in front of the inferior race in his mind, or let her think that she had taken the bait and was complacent.

The man's fiery gaze swept across the girl's exposed skin on the bed inch by inch. The naked man looked at the woman's eyes, as if every inch was marked with his mark and belonged to him.

Ceaser reached out to Leah and lifted her nightgown up little by little, revealing her bare legs and heaving chest. It was not like he had seen her naked body before, but this time he could not help but feel his heartbeat speed up and his breathing quickened.

Ceaser couldn't stand the speed anymore, so he tore open the last line of defense of the girl's upper and lower body, threw her bra and panties aside, and left her lying naked in front of him.

Ceaser swallowed his saliva, and there was some sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help but reach out and unbutton two buttons of his military uniform. The most cold and arrogant noble major general did such a secret and obscene thing to a girl at this time.

Ceaser held his breath, he didn't rush to move, but his eyes once again scanned Leah's delicate body. Her tall and soft breasts rose and fell with her breathing, the snow-white mountain peaks, embellished with red tassels, were extremely charming.

Ceaser finally couldn't control himself anymore, and couldn't wait to put his big hand on her, doing what he had always wanted to do. It was also the first time for Ceaser to touch a woman's body, and he couldn't control the strength well. After just a few rubs, her chest was covered with man's finger marks.

But he couldn't stop, it was too good to touch. The woman's delicate and snow-white breasts were played into various shapes in his palms, and his fingertips severely bullied the red fruit on the top, making her become delicate and tempting.

Ceaser's lower abdomen had long been erect, hard and painful, and even trembling with excitement. Suddenly, he twitched his nose slightly, and he smelled a hint of a sweet and fishy smell, which made the tip of the giant thing in his lower abdomen unable to help but ooze out some liquid.

Ceaser's mouth became more and more dry, and he unconsciously lowered his head to look for Leah. He gently sniffed her belly, and the warm breath sprayed on her skin, making her cute belly button tremble slightly, which was very cute.

Ceaser couldn't help but put his lips on it and rubbed it gently, but he quickly came to his senses and looked up and left. However, his eyes accidentally bumped into Leah's tightly closed legs, and she unconsciously clamped her legs together and rubbed against the wetness.

The grass between her legs was lush and green, and the dense jungle was flowing with honey and exuding a charming fragrance. Ceaser's Adam's apple kept rolling, and it seemed as if a fire was burning in his chest. This was a temptation that a man could not refuse.

Ceaser suddenly grasped the woman's slender ankle with his big hand and couldn't help rubbing it. The unrelieved desire intensified. He pulled Leah's legs apart and finally got a glimpse of the full view of her private parts.

Oriental women are petite, and so is her body. This part of her body is surprisingly small. Ceaser compared his own size and wondered how she would eat him. Would she be bloated? Will he tear her apart?

Ceaser was a cruel executioner who had no mercy on those inferior people in his eyes, but he did not have the hobby of torturing women.

When he came to his senses, his fingers had already touched the petals of Leah's thighs with a force that was never so gentle as before. It seemed that if he applied a little more force, he could crush her.

Ceaser could imagine how broken she would be when he possessed her, f**k her to his heart's content. Thinking of that scene, his blood boiled, and more sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ceaser stared at the woman's private parts without blinking, a scene that would never have happened to him in the past. He seemed to never have had the natural instincts that men should have, and he perfectly followed the ancient fine traditions of restraint and abstinence.

Especially in times of war, he thought that one should not indulge oneself. The hair on her private parts was not dense, and the sparse hair looked cute. There was a little bit of wet dew on it. Ceaser's black eyes were terrifyingly deep, and his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.

Ceaser's fingers traced its shape back and forth, caressing it gently with his fingertips, but he didn't think about going any further. Ceaser still had his own pride and persistence. How could he possess a woman when she was unconscious?

He wanted her to understand who she belonged to. But how could a woman's v****a be so soft and tender? No wonder Adam and Eve couldn't resist eating the forbidden fruit.

Ceaser looked a little dazed as he raised his finger, which was still stained with the woman's honey. He put it under his nose and sniffed it gently. This action would be considered vulgar by other men, but Ceaser still acted so majestically.

When he lowered his head and his eyes fell on Leah again, he couldn't help but hold his breath. The woman's graceful body was full of obscene marks, the man's scratches on her breasts, her legs were spread wide, her private parts were exposed, and there seemed to be some watermarks on the inside of her thighs.

Ceaser's uniform had a bulge under his abdomen, but he didn't feel embarrassed to hide it. He clenched his fists and suppressed his desire to possess her immediately.

Leah had no idea what happened at night. When she woke up the next day, she felt unwell, but she knew nothing about it. How could a man like Ceaser, who had experienced so much on the battlefield, not do a good job of finishing the work?

If he didn't let Leah know, she wouldn't have been able to find out anything. However, she didn't expect that her job position would be changed suddenly, and she became Ceaser's personal maid. Leah didn't react for a long time, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

He hated her so much, how could he let her hang around in front of him and be an eyesore? But facing the worried eyes of the other maids, Leah pulled the corners of her mouth and couldn't smile. She was afraid of the bottom of her heart, not knowing when she would anger him and her life would be in danger.

However, this fact can not be changed. No matter how unwilling she was, Leah could only bite the bullet and go through with it. In the past, Ceaser had servants to serve him personally at home, but he never liked or used them.

After years of military life, he was extremely self-disciplined and valued personal space. This was the first time he let a woman in, and the purpose was not so simple. Ceaser felt that he had hinted clearly enough and given Leah enough opportunities, so she should know what to do.

But Leah had no idea what Ceaser was thinking, and instead was anxious about the life that was about to begin. Someone had already taught her the job of a personal maid, fearing that she would not be able to serve this noble young master well. Leah worked very nervously, fearing that she would make a mistake.

Every day she had to clean Ceaser's bedroom, take care of his underwear, even his clothes, and do other washing work. Leah was educated as a conservative lady in China, and she also had maids at home, but she herself had never done these things.

Not to mention the fear of Ceaser, just being so close to a man was enough to make Leah uncomfortable. Standing in the man's room, Leah didn't dare to look or move too much. It was unexpectedly clean, and she didn't need to do anything.

It was just that she had to iron the man's clothes and trousers every day and put them away for him before he got up. Ceaser had a good schedule, which meant that Leah had to get up before dawn.

She didn't need to interfere with the man's washing, but she needed to stand aside and wait for his instructions. When he stretched out his hand, she had to take the initiative to help him dress. Leah didn't dare to delay, but every step was torture for her.

It wasn't the first time she had been so close to Ceaser, but it was the first time she took the initiative to walk towards him.

Leah was petite, her height only reached Ceaser's chest, he could look down at her from above, the sense of oppression was even stronger. Leah didn't dare to look up at him, she just carefully put her jade-white fingers on his military uniform and gently helped him button it.