I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 394: Abandoned City

At the same time, Zamira pressed her plump ass against Jake's erect penis, moving rhythmically and letting out soft, muffled moans. Her motions stirred Jake, who responded with equal passion, his hands gliding over her dress to caress her breasts.

"Oh~"

Jake gently pulled her dress down from her shoulders, then removed her bra, revealing her full, prominent breasts with taut nipples about ½ inches.

"They look... bigger, juicer and different," Jake whispered, captivated. He leaned forward, his lips brushing one nipple tenderly and smearing it with a coat of saliva.

"Mmm~" Zamira sighed as Jake's tongue circled her nipple, his fingers teasing the other, sending tingles through her body.

With his free hand, Jake undone her dress past her waist. After lingering on her now-sensitive nipples, he slid her dress and panties off completely. Jake's hands gripped her plump buns, lifting her slightly to align her pussy with his penis just before guiding her down onto it.

"Ohhh~" Zamira let out a deep, sultry moan as Jake filled her. She began to move, riding him slowly at first, their movements syncing as Jake supported her.

"Oh~"

"Mmm~"

The sound of their bodies clapping filled the dining room as Zamira moved with growing intensity, her pleasure building until it overwhelmed her. After several fervent minutes, Jake's hands tightened on her buns, and he climaxed inside her, delivering a burst of load. They shared another

lingering kiss, before moving to the bedroom for another round.

An hour later, Jake and Zamira lay exhausted on the bed, as if they'd been sparring for days.

"I think this was what I really needed," Zamira said, her fingers tracing Jake's chest. "I'm sorry we didn't even eat. I couldn't hold back."

"No need to apologize," Jake reassured her, stroking her hair. "It's just what happens between couples."

"Thank you," Zamira muttered softly.

Jake leaned back, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts drifting back to his conversation with Edgar Frost.

'Should I ask Zamira about Zunda's location? She's her daughter—she should know where her mom is hiding. But… if I ask, she might start asking questions.'

He decided against it. No need to complicate things. Instead, he encouraged her to eat. He was starving.

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The next day, Jake made his way to Old Man Duke's chambers. Entering quietly, he found the old vampire still sleeping soundly on the bed. A mischievous grin curled across Jake's face—he had planned this.

Without hesitation, he leaned close and blew a loud, sharp whistle right into Duke's ear.

The old man shot up like lightning had struck him, his chest heaving, eyes wide, and his heart practically almost leaping from his rib cage.

Jake chuckled and tossed him a blood pack. Old man Duke grabbed it with trembling hands and drank deeply. A few seconds later, his breathing calmed, and the color returned to his face.

"Old man, I bet you caught a glimpse of Thanatos just now," Jake teased.

"I swear, you'll be the death of me one day," old man Duke groaned. "Nobody has ever snuck up on me in my sleep. You're something else. I may be old, but I haven't gone soft. Just so you know—I barely drink blood anymore which is why I got weak a lot."

Jake smirked. "You should thank me for the cardio."

Duke narrowed his eyes. "So, why are you here, boy?"

Jake raised both hands playfully. "Don't worry—I'm not here to steal your girlfriend."

That cracked a smile out of old man Duke, and his tension melted away.

"I'm here because you haven't fulfilled all your promises," Jake added.

Old man Duke arched a brow, giving him a look.

"I need your help locating Zunda," Jake continued, his tone serious now. "This kingdom needs to step up its game in developing local tech. We rely too much on imports. If I'm going to change that, I need her help. And you're the only one I know who might have a clue where she's hiding."

Old man Duke sighed, rubbing his temples. He stood and walked over to a shelf packed with old scrolls. After searching for a few moments, he returned with two scrolls in hand and passed one to Jake.

"She moves a lot," Duke explained. "Every time she suspects someone's found her, she vanishes again. She's too good at hiding her presence—we haven't been able to lock down her exact location for years."

He pointed at the scroll Jake now held. "That's the last place she was spotted. We don't know her exact location, but we narrowed it down to that region."

Jake silently unrolled the scroll. A clean, detailed map filled the parchment. As his eyes narrowed, trying to decipher the terrain, old man Duke stepped closer to assist.

"That city right there," Old Man Duke began, pointing at the map, "is what we call the Abandoned City. It's where we contain all the wild subclasses—wendigos, ghouls, and the like."

Jake's eyes widened. "You mean… you keep all the wild subclasses locked up there?"

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"Yes. They're one of our trump cards, and that's where we store them," Duke replied. "Wendigos, for instance, are known for their insane strength and durability, but they also have an uncontrollable urge to devour flesh—specifically human-like flesh. They're especially effective against humanoid enemies. Even other vampires fear them… mostly because wendigos enjoy killing our kind just for the thrill of it. That's the kind of ruthless creatures they are."

Jake took in the information carefully, then set out for the location with Gogo riding on his back. Gogo held tightly onto Jake's clothes as they soared through the sky.

Upon arrival, the reason behind the city's name became clear—crumbling buildings, half-collapsed structures, and a sense of long-abandoned ruin filled the place.

Jake touched down and gave a quick command. "Keep those filthy wendigos and ghouls away from me."

He crouched and pressed his palm against the cracked earth. A pulse of vampire aura surged into the ground, causing red light to spread along the cracks—only to flicker and die out moments later.

Jake frowned. 'Something's repelling my aura…'

As he turned his head, he saw Gogo already springing into action, intercepting a horde of wendigos and ghouls drawn in by Jake's energy flare.

'I haven't even gotten serious yet. Let me show you the difference between me and any other vampire, Zunda.'

Jake smirked and planted his hand firmly against the ground again.

"Overload!"