I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 387: Zesty Stella

{Heh, this woman never stops surprising me.}

'Right?'

{I knew her as the muscle-head screaming "LET'S MATE!" "LET'S MAKE A BABY!"}

'I didn't realize how much she has changed. But seriously, Mimi, I think I do want all my women with me. I'm just… scared history will repeat itself. That's why I'm holding back on taking down the blood god—I don't want the other gods seeing me as a threat again.'

'Master… you forgetting who you are? You're the Protoss. You're meant to rule the gods. This reincarnation—you're stronger than ever.'

With another sigh, Jake slid out of bed and glanced at Zamira, now sleeping like a baby. For someone who barely slept, seeing her so peaceful eased him up.

Jake washed himself clean and settled onto the bany of his room, gazing out at the sprawling cities and towns below. The view sucked him in, a quiet thrill humming through him as he wondered what the future had in store. Lost in the sight, time slipped away unnoticed.

"Jake!"

"Honey~"

The calls snapped him back to reality. Turning toward the voices, he saw Jill, Zagrath, and Stella already gathered near the doorstep.

"Mashter!" Stella bolted toward him the snd their eyes met, flinging herself into a hug that mashed her breasts against his shoulder.

"STELLA!" Jill and Zagrath hissed through clenched teeth.

"Master, it's been long since you bathed with me. Wanna take a bath?" Stella purred, hitting him with those big, pleading puppy eyes.

"Sly girl!"

"Pervert!"

Zagrath and Jill clicked their tongues in unison and stormed off, leaving Jake to take Stella toward her room.

"Here's your room, Stella. Pretty much everything you love," Jake said, showing off the room he had set up just for her.

Stella didn't say a word. She plopped onto the bed, bouncing a few times to test its springiness, then stood up and faced him, her yes fixed on the floor instead of his face.

"Is something wrong, Stella? Don't you like the room?" Jake asked, thrown off by her silence.

"Ah… no, Master. I love it. Even knowing our time here's short, you made it perfect for me. I don't regret meeting you or choosing you as my master. Thank you—for everything!" Her voice cracked with emotion as she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face in his broad, solid chest.

"M-Master, I want to mate…"

Her bluntness didn't faze Jake—Stella had always been upfront, especially about her kinky cravings. But this time, her asking for sex felt off, like she was practically horny. However…

"No."

"Eh… M-Master?"

"I'm not mating with you now. I'll do it when I feel like it. Know your place, Stella!" Jake's tone turned sharp, his hand clamping down on her ass and squeezing hard.

"I-I'm sorry, Mashter!!!" Stella yelped, her face flaring red as embarrassment swallowed her. But Jake wasn't done. He ordered her to turn around and grip the bed's edge, then he brought his hand down and landed a stinging smack on her backside.

"PAH!!!"

"Nyaaaaaa~ Masterrrrrrrr!!!!"

Stella crumpled to the floor in a lewd Seiza pose, her cheeks blazing, and her breathing hitching unevenly. Her body twitched and shuddered, like little jolts of electricity were sparking through her.

"Oh, you came already? Hmph. Meet me outside," Jake saidolly, then strode out of the room.

After Jake's departure, Stella remained seated on the floor. She raised her gown and lowered her undergarments, revealing ansiderable amount of thick fluid that had thoroughly soaked them.

Observing this, Stella's face broke into a frenzied grin.

"Hehehe, I had begun to fear that my master's skill might have diminished. Yet it seems he has only grown more adept. I have no regrets in choosing him—he alone truly understands me, inside and out!" Stella's laughter erupted in a wild, unrestrained cackle.

Suddenly, she fell silent. "Even if his touch were to falter, I would remain by his side. But I am pleased to see he is still the same, hehehehe!" Her laughter resumed with another round of intensity.

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Jake returned to his chamber and observed that Zamira was still asleep. He chose not to disturb her, closing the door gently behind him. Taking a circuitous route through the house, he passed the rear entrance and entered the living room. There, he found Jill seated on the sofa, engrossed in a television programme projected on a holographic screen. Then he settled beside her.

"Where is Zagrath?" he asked.

"She's in the kitchen. She purchased some groceries," Jill replied, her tone tinged with evident jealousy over Zagrath's culinary skills.

'Women often take offence at trivial matters. They are indeed wired differently. That reminds me—' Jake reflected silently.

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"Jill, I'd like to offer an apology, and this seems a fitting moment," he said, taking her hand lightly. Jill regarded him with a blend ofnfusion and curiosity.

"I wish to apologise for everything that has happened and for how I've mistreated you, such as not eating the meals you prepare—"

"Wait!" Jill interrupted, cutting him off mid-sentence. "You've already apologised today, Jake. I heard you, fufufu. You're quite sweet when you're like this," she chuckled, pressing herself against his shoulder.

"Oh… ah," Jake muttered, scratching the back of his head in mild embarrassment. But he soon noticed Jill's eyes hinted at a deeper desire.

"Zagrath is busy in the kitchen. Let's have some fun. I checked on Zamira and found out she's sound asleep. I suspect she's exhausted because you wore her outmpletely. I want you to do the same to me. I don't mind if it's right here," Jill murmured, her gaze brimming with lust.

Jake sighed. "I'm hungry. Let's help Zagrath with theoking so we can eat on time," he responded, deflecting her advance. Jill's expression turned sulky, but she followed him to the kitchen nonetheless.

Upon entering, Jake saw Zagrath hard at work—sweat beading on her forehead as she juggled various dishes with impressive dexterity.

"Zagrath, I thought I might assist you here," Jake offered.

"So did I," Jill added.

Zagrath turned her head abruptly, a manic glint in her eyes as she flashed a wide, toothy grin.

"Hehehe, excellent! Slice those carrots and spices with such precision that they don't even notice they're being cut. Be warned, those are wild leech carrots. If you slice them poorly, they'll draw your blood," she said, her grin taking on a wicked edge.

"Terrifying!" Jill whispered, shrinking back as she picked up a knife.

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