Wolf's True Love, the Shady Luna

"Vanessa, your lady commands you. The man inside is indeed your brother-in-law. You must maintain silence during the act and avoid revealing your identity to General!" Through the bathhouse door, the maid tenderly advises me. My name is Vanessa, an obscure Omega from Twilight Tribe. My elder sister Clara, a companion to the General. Tonight, it's the maiden night of the General. My sister, born with a stone womb, has asked me for a loaned seed. Besides saving my life, my foster mother also requires a substantial sum for her medical treatment. I can only comply. Upon hearing the maid's words, my cheeks blush crimson, my teeth bite down, "If it hurts, am I not allowed to cry out? Maid, I fear!" "Fear what?" She glances at my chest and buttocks, lush and ripe, ready for the master's plucking. I pull back the beads curtain, my steps are light, my figure is graceful. At present, she resembles a walking loaned seed machine. The maid instructs me to wear sheer gauze, making it easier for milk leakage. I feel both shy, embarrassed, and angry. To secure the hefty sum for my foster mother's thirst cure, I have to humble myself. In the darkness of the bath pool, I can barely make out a human silhouette. He should be my general brother-in-law, who just returned victorious from battle. My brother-in-law, a young general, defeated the Blue Light Tribe's wolf king leader and became the new wolf king. "Undress!" In the bath pool, his nose stands tall, his eyes are relaxed, he leans against the emerald jade pillow. The man's lips slightly curve up, his voice cold, exuding a trace of unquestionable solemnity. He is General Dustin, a renowned killer on the battlefield. The surroundings are dim, we cannot see each other clearly. "Yes, sweetheart." My voice is as soft as a mosquito, pretending to be my sister's voice. The more nervous I get, the more milk my chest secretes. Obeying military orders, I tremble to untie the gauzy skirt, one small golden lotus foot slips into the bath pool, the water temperature is perfect. Perhaps the bottom of the pool is too slippery, and my frail body crashes onto the waves. Water splashes. Dustin suddenly opens his red eyes, scrutinizing me like a plaything, but it's not clear. "Ah? General..." She feels that there is strong back bend protecting her waist in time when she falls. The man's wrist is hot and burning. Lying in General Dustin's arms, my heart is pounding wildly. "Madam." Dustin's eyebrows and eyes suddenly bloom, releasing countless golden rays, seemingly about to melt my body. Dustin's large hand reaches towards my ample place, fiercely grasps. Previously, Dustin lived in the desert wasteland, everything he touched was rough sand. How could there be such a woman's hibiscus jade skin, so smooth and delicate in texture. "Sweetheart, be gentle, maid's body aches..." I gently open my ruby lips, my chest is already soaked.