A couple more days had passed, and their days went normal. Lucia went back to cooking for Gastone, but it always made his stomach churn as it was too much. Too sweet, too salty and just too many ingredients.
It took Gastone’s wolf a lot of stamina to heal their body healthily.
At the mont, Gastone was reading a newspaper to update him about Sabrecrown’s condition. He wanted to know what had been happening around the realm while he was gone.
That was when Gastone was filled with information and opinions of other people. The one that surprised him the most was the fall of Mystic Pack because of his mother.
"She really doesn’t give up," Gastone muttered, sipping his tea, which he made himself. He referred to Cinzia, his mother, and how she caused the second strongest Pack to its downfall.
"I won’t be surprised if my na is tainted because of this sh^t," Gastone added while shaking his head in disappointnt. Even though he yearned for his previous title and wealth. He didn’t want to start another fight with the New Monarchs since he knew that only the strong lead, and he didn’t want to be a laughing stock for fighting a rank that didn’t belong to him in the first place.
After all, the King was not Gastone’s real father.
Gastone closed the newspaper and stretched his body. He rubbed his tired eyes with black bags evident on them. He spent most of his day fapping, which took a toll on his body since he was not used to c^mming daily.
"I should rest today," Gastone muttered with a deep sigh. He reached for a glass of water when he noticed his hand was trembling.
"Huh?" Gastone stared at both his hands, shaking from too much fatigue, but he didn’t care. His gaze fixed on the bulging veins in his arm due to nonstop muscle contraction. "As long as I grew stronger, it’s fine," he muttered, drinking his tea.
"Umm, Sir," Lucia muttered as she peeked through the wall.
"Lucia, co here," Gastone stated in his deep voice while putting down his cup.
Lucia’s body shivered at the sound, and she nearly collapsed. She didn’t know why she got sensitive hearing Gastone’s voice.
"I baked so bread," Lucia muttered, placing the plate on the table before Gastone. The bottom was burnt, while the top was a bit uncooked.
"Thank you, Lucia," Gastone replied and nervously looked at the bread. His stomach was getting immune from all the indigestible dishes he had eaten.
"Welco, Sir," Lucia replied and watched Gastone take a bite. It always made her happy if he finished all the food she made.
"Please, don’t call Sir. I’ve told you about this multiple tis," Gastone muttered with a deep sigh.
"What do you want to call you?" Lucia asked in confusion. She had gotten so used to calling him ’Sir’ that she thought it was fine.
"Call by my na," Gastone replied, looking straight into Lucia’s eyes, waiting for her to say it.
"I-I can’t do that. I’m employed by you!" Lucia exclaid in disagreent. She couldn’t see herself calling Gastone by his na since that would make it informal between them.
"I insist," Gastone stated, crossing his legs while looking at Lucia intently.
"I... G-ga..." Lucia tried, but she couldn’t.
Gastone’s eyes squinted as he disliked how Lucia barely said his na. "If you can’t state it. I won’t give you any milk—" he couldn’t continue his words when Lucia shouted.
"Gastone! Gastone!" Lucia poured all her emotions into saying it out loud. Sohow, she felt the lightness from her chest that she could finally express Gastone’s na.
"Good girl. Refrain from calling Sir from now on, or there will be punishnts," Gastone stated sternly before standing up.
"O-okay! S— I an, G-gastone!" Lucia exclaid nervously as she almost f^cked up.
Gastone smirked before leaving since it was almost ti for his practice. He settled on his bed and grabbed the rolls of tissue nearby.
"I’m too tired today," Gastone whispered as he forced himself to fap. He removed his pants and stared at his softened c0ck. "We’re gonna work hard again today," he added with a chuckle.
Gastone grabbed his c0ck and glanced at the ceiling to clear his mind and focus on the goal. His muscular arms started working slowly, and he fastened his pace after a few minutes.
"Ugh," Gastone groaned lowly in satisfaction, but he felt sothing. His eyes opened, and he looked at the wall connecting to Lucia’s room. His senses picked up that she was there but shrugged it off.
Little did Gastone know there was a small hole in the wall, the size of a pencil’s circumference.
Lucia watched how Gastone pleasured himself. Her saliva drooled from her mouth as she imagined herself on top of Gastone and sucking his milk until she was satisfied.
’My efforts are worth it,’ Lucia thought as she spent several days slowly drilling a hole without notice. She wanted to see what Gastone had been doing after slling the scent of c^m almost everyday.
"Ugh, f^ck!" Gastone groaned while his hand worked faster than before. His balls sparked as they produced his milk, ready to explode.
Lucia’s body shivered upon looking at Gastone’s gigantic d1ck. It was the biggest one she had seen, and she wondered if it would fit in her mouth. Her hand reached down to her cl1t, and she pinched it.
"Ah~!" Lucia moaned but was able to cover her mouth before the sound ca out. She was dripping wet and was aroused by watching Gastone. She flicked and massaged her cl1t before moving down her hole.
Lucia pulled down her top and touched her breast while playing with her p^ssy. Her juices leaked to the floor, but she didn’t care as she focused on Gastone’s milk coming out of his c0ck.
"Ugh! C^mming!" Gastone gasped, and his milk spurted on his hand to his stomach. He grabbed the tissue and started cleaning himself while breathing heavily. "My milk increased today," he added with a smirk of victory, but his body gave out due to fatigue.
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