The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 303 Rainforest
The top floor of the white tower is a hot, humid rainforest space.

It felt like a drowsy summer afternoon, with the humid air thick with sticky moisture.

Inside the palace, everything was equally sticky. The maids who had been serving him closely were nowhere to be seen, leaving only Caesar and the girl.

The young, restless cat, the moment the door was fully locked, sucked on it tightly with its hot, sharp tongue.

A light drizzle began to fall around us, the raindrops pattering and splashing onto the palm-sized green leaves, making a series of subtle sounds.

Caesar didn't know why he had become so restless... his tongue intertwined with that equally warm little tongue, turning and twisting, sweat appearing on his forehead, every muscle in his body craving comfort.

He recalled what had happened in his dream: the girl was so soft and obedient as he held her in his arms, their ears rubbing against each other, their figures intertwined, feeling each other's softness as if in a trance.

Cats are creatures with very strong emotional needs. They crave their owners' constant attention and affection, as if all their sensory nerves are densely distributed on the surface of their skin…

Caesar squinted his eyes with satisfaction; his tattered clothes were nowhere to be seen, as if he were addicted...

"My sweet baby..."

He whispered close to her ear, his voice hoarse and filled with an irrepressible longing.

The entanglement between their lips and teeth grew increasingly urgent and passionate, their large hands pressing against each other... forcefully pulling each other into their arms, wishing their bodies could be completely pressed together, leaving not even a gap.

What he once desired was now so close, making him both excited and out of control.

……

……

Caesar was burning with desire, his whole body radiating heat. He let his actions become bolder and bolder, yet he dared not actually go that far. He could only seduce her while seeking her consent.

Based on past experience, by this point, the other person would have already slapped him. But today was unusually unusual; the girl in his arms was unbelievably soft, not only not resisting, but instead...hooking around his waist—

"Good boy... continue..."

she says.

"..."

The taut string in the man's mind finally snapped completely!
Caesar pressed the man down onto the throne, disregarding whether the other could bear his weight, their bodies pressed tightly together...

Their burning tongues and lips rubbed against each other, like winds whipping up in a storm, constantly sweeping and entwining... They eagerly swallowed each other's breath, wishing they could devour each other whole.

"Baby...baby..."

Caesar murmured in a daze, already kneeling down impatiently. He pressed the girl's hands firmly above her head, then his burning lips traveled down her body—

……

Raindrops pattered down his burning back, quickly vaporizing from his body heat. The artificial rainbow on the rooftop was dazzling, making one feel as if they were in another world. The man's intense gaze was fixed on the girl on the high seat, and he gradually lost his senses...

"Let go... please..."

"........."

The girl beneath him spoke softly, gazing at him with a smile.

The words spoken from her red lips were like a spell, completely captivating Caesar...

He grew increasingly frenzied, his passion surging like a tidal wave… clinging to his last vestiges of reason, he touched her deeper and deeper, his desire growing ever more insatiable. Caesar's lips probed the edge of her lips, and after receiving the girl's tacit consent, he acted like a hungry wolf seizing its prey…

"Well……"

Both of them let out a pleasant sigh.

What a beautiful baby!

……

The tall man knelt on the ground, placing her slender, pale legs between his shoulders...

How did things turn out this way?
Dazed and confused, Caesar excitedly opened his mouth and bit down—

……

"Did that leopard ever kiss me like that?"

He raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the girl's face, but his lips and teeth did not stop, sucking as he asked unwillingly.

Through his blurred vision, he could only see the girl's indistinct expression. All he knew was that she was looking at him gently, without saying a word.

"..."

Silence was like a match, instantly igniting the emotions that had been building up in his heart.

Jealousy! Frenzy! Angry!

Complex and turbulent emotions exploded within him without warning, crashing against his nerves like a madman.

Almost as if in revenge, he aimed at the trembling red lips and thrust forcefully—

"How could you give this to the baby..."

"...It should all be mine...Only I can make the baby comfortable..."

"Damn it... that bitch, I'll kill him..."

"..."

The increasingly extreme negative emotions pushed Caesar to the brink of collapse. The spirit of the King of the Jungle was extremely sensitive and easily swayed, and he had always protected it very well. But at this moment, under the influence of this extreme jealousy and anger, he became restless and on the verge of losing control.

The green sprout mark on the chest was dazzlingly bright.

Countless strands of spiritual energy were piercing into it, continuously drawing upon his spiritual power—

On the throne, the girl sat quietly, her gaze indifferent as she looked down at the teetering Caesar at her feet.

As she watched his eyes gradually lose focus, she slowly tilted her head back and gently licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue.

Ah—human emotions are so complex…delicious…

But... I'm still so hungry...

(End of this chapter)