I Shall Cuck Everyone

After about a minute, Zunda climbed off Jake, causing semen to leak out like a geyser. She casually grabbed her lingerie and wiped the trickling mess from her thighs before heading into the bathroom. Jake, meanwhile, slid his cock back into his pants like nothing had happened.

Soon after, Zunda returned to the living room, her perfect ass swaying with every step. Jake's heart pounded the moment he saw her. She was wearing another lingerie set—same design, but this time in white.

She came to a stop in front of him, her hands locked together in front of her. "Should I cook for you and give you a body massage?" she asked softly, her gaze dropping to the floor when she noticed Jake was staring at her body.

Jake blinked, confused. "Why are you doing all this? I don't get it."

"What do you mean?" Zunda asked, lifting her head slightly. "Isn't this what you came for?"

Jake let out a sigh. "I see… so your second guess was that I came just to have sex with you. Even though it felt good… I feel kind of bad now, knowing what you were actually thinking." He looked her in the eyes. "The truth is—I want you as my woman. But I planned to take things slow. I even heard you didn't like polygamy. I wasn't just here to sleep with you. I came to talk about the progression of the vampires."

Zunda's face flushed deep red. She staggered backward and dropped onto the couch across from him. "My guesses have never been wrong. They've always been spot on. I completely misunderstood why you were here. As the Protoss, I thought you were just following your usual pattern—conquering every woman you like. And since no one sent you here, I figured you came to make me yours too, like you did with Zamira and Jill." Her voice cracked. "But to think I was wrong… and made a fool of myself like some cheap whore." She bit her lip and covered her face with both hands.

Jake sighed and stood up, moving to sit beside her. He pulled her gently into a hug.

"You didn't make a fool of yourself," he said softly. "I did plan to take you for myself—but not in the way you're thinking. I even told old man Duke I wanted you, and he gave me his blessing. He said you two weren't together anymore after Sid's death. And as for Zamira, I didn't force her into anything—we fell for each other after I beat her in a duel. Jill's situation… that's a bit more complicated. But no, I'm not a monster that goes about picking women without caring about their feelings."

Zunda slowly lowered her hands, her expression softening. "I get it. I'm sorry for letting things turn out like this. I guess I still had that historical image of the Protoss stuck in my head."

"I'm not like that," Jake said. "That's all just propaganda—written to make me seem enigmatic and controlling. Sure, I love chasing skirts—but I also love my women and take care of them."

He leaned back slightly. "Also, I wanted to tell you about my deal with Edgar Frost. Didn't you notice the massive ship that landed?" Then he began explaining everything, how the deal with Edgar came to be, from the very beginning.

"Wow~" Zunda let out a breath of surprise after hearing everything Jake said. Her face was slightly flushed, and her body leaned against his, completely absorbed in his words. Jake swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry—especially when one of her shoulder straps slipped off, revealing part of her chest.

Her snowy white hair and eyebrows, even whiter than Jill's, only made his heart beat faster.

"I didn't even know a ship had landed," Zunda said, eyes wide. "We've been so wrapped up in our research. For instance, we recently succeeded in one of our major experiments—making Wendigos smarter, less drawn to intelligent beings flesh, and even pushing them to evolve. One of them actually evolved. He's now controlling the rest of the Wendigos. He claims to be indebted to me, follows my orders, but he said that wasn't enough to count as pledging loyalty. We're still monitoring him, but so far, he hasn't been a threat. If they keep evolving, we could eventually integrate them into society like other intelligent sub-classes!"

"Oh, you mean that Wendigo who calls himself 'King'? Sikee—I think that's what he called himself. He already pledged loyalty to me," Jake said with a small smile. "Honestly, he's more intelligent than some sub-classes that already walk free. If all Wendigos could even be half as sharp as Sikee, we might actually be able to clear out the stereotypes around them. And yeah, he's still evolving. He's definitely different."

"Y-You made him pledge loyalty to you? As expected of you!" Zunda exclaimed, eyes sparkling. "And you even share the same aspirations as me… It's a little frustrating though. You've already done so many of the things I've always dreamed of—like the artificial sun project to help vampires adapt to sunlight. But at the same time, I'm glad you did. I really am," she added, her expression soft but unreadable.

Jake nodded slowly. "And that's exactly the point of this conversation—and why I came to you in the first place. I don't want vampires to rely too much on Edgar Frost's tech. You're a brilliant scientist too, and I want you to start designing affordable tech—power weapons, advanced mechas, gadgets the average vampire can actually get their hands on. Because let's be real, Edgar's stuff is way too expensive for the common vampire."

He leaned forward, his gaze steady. "For now, we'll rely on Edgar's tech for essential things—space travel, warpers, stuff he's practically unbeatable at. But when it comes to building a self-sustaining vampire planet, I need someone I can trust. Someone who understands our kind. That's you, Zunda."

Jake extended his hand toward her. "So… will you build this world with me?"

"Y-Yes… Yes!!" Zunda stammered, her voice trembling as she instantly placed her hand in his. "I want to build the world with you!"