Capítulo 30: 008 Fever and Blushing
Jeff didn't feel the need to care about the little bitch's feelings. Instead, Elaine cries grew in pitch as Jeff's rough movements. Finally, with the vicious deepening of Jeff's cock, her vagina shuddered and spurted with clear love juices.
The spasms of orgasm squeeze the man's penis with passion, and the sobs of frustration are heard. Jeff gave a few more strokes, making the still-sensitive Elaine beg for mercy.
Then Jeff couldn't hold back any longer, when he was about to cum, Jeff pulled his thick cock out of her body and he then, at the point of ejaculation, pulls his thick cock out of her and shoots his hot semen into the top of her tailbone, leaving the insulting mark.
Elaine got fucked several times this night. Jeff was more of a bedside maneuver, and he forced her to say all the shameful things. Finally, her voice was hoarse from crying before she was let go.
She was still crying herself hoarse before she was let go, and was still making occasional pleas for mercy as she drifted off to sleep.
The two of them made a mess of the bedclothes, espically, Elaine's body was covered in bodily fluids, her legs, face, and even the tips of her swollen breasts were covered in a few spots of white, and waist and buttocks were bruised and pinched, looked like she had been sexually abused.
Jeff looked at the military communicator on his wrist, three o'clock in the morning. In the cell's own shower, took a shower, and opened the door and asked for new sheets. Then casually made the bed and laid down directly next to Elaine.
He did not intend to care about her, but the sleeping Elaine may be cold, so she felt the heat source and instinctively arched into Jeff's arms.
Elaine just liked a small and soft ball, Jeff sawed the unguarded face on his bare chest.
There was something cute about it, so he didn't push away.
Only Elaine had a fever the next day, and she was already delicate and
Firstly, she had the shock of being in prison, and the pain of being disliked and misunderstood, then inexplicably, she lost her beautiful long hair on the road to exile, and now she even became a military prostitute. She had already lost a lot of weight on her way to here. All rely on the wealth of life before the accumulation of a solid base barely hanging on to not get sick, but last night's excessive sex became the trigger to break the balance.
After Jeff left in the morning, Elaine's temperature began to rise slowly after Jeff left in the morning, muddling up to nearly 40 degrees.
Half asleep, half awake, she could feel her body getting hot and cold at times. Her head was dizzy and throat was very dry.
She wanted to get up to drink a glass of water, but then she realized that she had no energy at all. All she could feel was hot air between her breaths just like burning herself.
It was unbearable, someone was moving outside, and she wanted to call for help, but she couldn't even open her mouth.
No one noticed her abnormality, no one would even look at her when they brought her food. Elaine lay in bed all day, burning.
It was only when Jeff stepped into the room again at night that he noticed something was wrong with her. The person who usually hates to see him, cowering in the corner was quiet and still, curled up in a ball under the covers, while the only face showing was abnormally red, with eyes tightly closed, breathing is also obvious shortness of breath, and the fine soft hair is wet with sweat in wisps with stuck to the forehead.
He went forward and shook Elaine, and the palm of his hand through the thin blanket can feel her body temperature is very hot. Fortunately, she was still slightly responsive.
Her eyes were slit open, weakly glanced at him, and closed again, was as if the simple act had taken her last ounce of energy.
"How long have you been burning?" Jeff frowned and asked her in a low voice.
Her lips, dry to the point of peeling, moved, but not a sound came out.
The man frowned, then lifted his hand to open the communicator and made a call.
Soon Elaine was carried to the infirmary. Her status is more special than the normal military prostitutes, therefore, she was placed in the innermost room for infusion. Even if she was half-comatose, she had to wear an ankle brace to prevent her from escaping. The chain was as thick as a thumb, and the other end was attached to the end of the bed.
Jeff is outside the room answering the phone.
The nurse finished sticking the needle and left. Before leaving, he left the key to his anklet on the mobile medicine cabinet by the door.
Jeff listens to the call and waves to indicate he sees it, on the other end of the comm.
Daniel Sr.'s kind voice came through: "We'll talk about that in person some time ... Speaking of which, the new batch of recruits has come in, and has been training for a period of time. You can take the time to go over and give them a few extra sessions of special training in the next few days."
Jeff responded: "Kim sent me a message during the day. I'm going to have him free up next Wednesday and go over there then."
"That's good. Because you brothers, I'll be a lot less worried. Haha." The marshal laughed casually.
The years of military experience and the ups and downs of family fortunes, and didn't not have a leadership frame frame. Only his sons know that how ambitious his plans are.
"Arrangements have been made for the arsenal. The new supplies for today have been counted. I'll bring the paperwork to you next Wednesday, Father, for your perusal." Jeff continued.
The other side smiled and agreed, of course, the young fox's father is also a fox, naturally.
No one in this position is very smart and sober. The old Daniel is the same. Maintaining enough caution has become instinctively engraved into the body's genes. Even if the military's special communication devices are secure enough, he won't say anything important over the phone.
He just explained Just a few more simple chores, and then ended the call. Jeff turned around and returned to the hospital room to see Elaine slowly waking up.
*
The Marquis de Clare felt that the man who had the respect of Orville, must be an importance to Orville. So if he left a few favors with Chad, wouldn't be a bad thing.
"I'd be grateful if you would," Orville said, "His Excellency always does things right. I'm sure it's not my turn to worry."
*
Chad heard the conversation of the people in the house, with very mixed feelings.
But since the Duke said this after she left, so he must have been deliberately avoiding herself, so she hurried down the corridor to the courtyard outside.
The snowflakes hit her, but she was unaware of it. The wind whistling in her ears, against her drum-like heartbeat, became more and more urgent.
After rushing far away, Chad realized that it was snowing again outside. She braved the snow and walked around the courtyard a few times.
Every now and then she would meet some of the servants, greet her and eagerly asked: "Dear lord. Where are you going? Shall I take you there if you want to change into clean clothes?"
Chad shook his head in silence. Anyone's gaze was too much for her to handle at the moment, so she simply found a secluded compartment, climbed to the roof and crouched there in a daze.
Until now, her heart was still pounding.
She hung her head in silence. Janet had just made a fool of herself by making a pass at her, but she had left it behind.
Now all she could think of was Orville's inscrutable, beautiful smile.
Just the thought of Orville quietly burning her deed of sale, and was plotting for her in his mind. He was willing to go to the trouble for someone as insignificant as himself.
Chad's heart felt sour and itchy. The snow was coming down harder and harder, and the wind on the eaves was strong.
Chad had been up there for a while and her hair and eyelashes were covered with frost.
Because of the cold weather, the redness on her face faded, and then her heart also calmed down.
Even if Duke Orville was willing to give her a few more glances, so what? She was still so insignificant, liked a snowflake in the snow, liked a mayfly, liked an ant, would never be able to climb a piece of Orville's coat.
As she was staring into the distance, suddenly, she heard a child's voice from below: "My Lord, what are you doing crouching up there?"
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