"Your indifference to your rivals cost you dearly. Failing to keep tabs on Berkin, not just Jard, was a grave error. If you had invested in gathering intel through discreet channels, the information unfolding right under your nose would have been common knowledge," Nuu scolded.
Caterina, looking for a lifeline, pleaded, "But can't you assist me, Nuu?"
"I would love to, but my hands are tied," Nuu said
"Nuu why are you jesting, who within this house can stop you from changing the result?" Caterina interjected.
"A scary old woman, I would rather not tango with....the best I can do for you is advise Berkin to take a step back!" Nuu smile warily
A bitter smile lingered upon Caterina and Luca's face.
Nuu calmly remarked, walking into the gazebo and seating himself, pouring a glass of wine from his Flesh Pouch!
"Lord Nuu, I'm deeply grateful, I won't forget this kindness," Luca profusely banged his head against the ground as he offered his gratitude.
"Don't be too excited; your brother is more than likely drunk on power, I would not be surprised if he were to demand your execution come morning, along with that of your wife and children.
Yet, were I in his position, such leniency would seem overly generous." Nuu said, "Because of your mother, I'm willing to stick out my neck, yet I only have one neck!" Nuu said with a grin.
"...."
"What's there to think about? Your life is more important, she would understand!" Caterina hastily followed up.
"Well said, my love. I knew I wasn't wrong about you, yet my lap remains cold." Nuu boldly said causing Caterina to blush even more.
'Nuu and Mother? Had such a relationship, did father know?' Luca's mouth was floored
"Close your mouth, or flies will take it as a permanent residence!" Nuu's laughter echoed in the air, accompanying the scene as Caterina skillfully unfastened his trousers.
"What's gotten into you?" he stammered, bewildered by the rapidity with which the woman before him skillfully unfastened his pants. It was a stark contrast to the last encounter when he had to resort to trickery. Now, she seemed determined and unrestrained.
Caterina's hunger was palpable, a tangible force that gripped her insides. The jar had emptied, leaving her famished, and the weight of everything was voraciously consuming her.
Caterina's hands trembled as they worked on the buckle, a symphony of hunger and desperation playing out in the garden.
Nuu watched on in amusement, he simply couldn't pass on this moment, "As punishment for not sending a word, your sole task shall be to attend to my desires"
Caterina gazed upon Nuu's fiendish spear, a torrent of memories flooded her mind, whisking her back to the events that had unfolded just months prior.
Her recent days were ensnared in an unending turmoil of grief and familial discord, woven into the contentious battle for inheritance.
Now, in Nuu's presence, Caterina yearned for nothing more than to return to the bathhouse, just as she had done on that fateful day. In those moments, she shed the roles of mother and wife, embracing only the essence of a woman seeking intimacy.
"Please, Nuu, don't subject me to this... I waited months for this moment…At least show leniency, I just lost a husband. Just a little taste." Caterina beseeched, her plea sincere, her actions even extending to the licking of his soles.
"Your penance for the evening shall be as you've beseeched. Yet, owing to the sincerity of your plea, I shall permit you to employ not only your tongue but also your bosom. Shed those distasteful garments!" Nuu declared
Caterina's poise unraveled, her words hushed, not directed toward Nuu, but instead at the imposing 11-inch feast before her. The woman appeared to be unsettled
"Thank you, Daddy. I too have a little surprise for you."Caterina shamelessly rock her hips.
Like a starving feline, her lips instinctively grazed the pulsating flesh.
"If you do well, I shall reward you with a train shortly…." Nuu whispered, gently tilting Caterina's chin upward before bestowing a moist kiss upon her compliant lips.
Caterina had so many questions, yet her mind and her body were not in sync
Regardless, Caterina had no recourse but to savor her lollipop.
Caterina gracefully unraveled her ebony mourning attire, unveiling a delectable banquet. The atmosphere, wrapped in a muted tranquility, bore witness to the gradual disrobing.
"You like your gift?" Caterina asked, a shy smile playing on her lips. She stood before Nuu, unabashedly unclothed, allowing him to relish each bite.
In the ensuing moment, the only discernible sounds were the disquieting rustle of the Dairy Queen Caterina, bosom bouncing up and down upon Nuu's lap. She samples the flavor with a wide grin.
'That's more like it' Caterina savor every moment of Nuu's grunts
'Her bosom has become even more remarkable. What on earth has she been up to?' Nuu pondered to himself, feeling an unfamiliar warmth surging through him.
Not all were happy about the ongoing scene.
The once-venerated image of maternal affection now lay in ruins, fragmented into countless pieces. Despite Luca's knightly status, he could not escape the haunting echoes of low moans and grunts.
The rhythmic sounds of his mother's breast bouncing upon another man's lap. Unwanted as they were, these auditory intrusions flooded his consciousness, challenging his attempts to block them out, sadly this was only the start of Luca's shitty week.
"You go back and rest up Luca. I have much to discuss with Lord Nuu!" Caterina's words were stuck in her throat. Nuu had driven his cock further down her throat.
"....."
"Wait, Luca, just a moment! I'd prefer you to depart without any misconceptions," Nuu called out.
"Lord Nuu?" Luca's voice trembled, steadfastly avoiding a glance backward.
"I am not your father. Your mother is merely a business partner—a highly proficient one at that! A shame, I can't take her as my woman...However, feel free to address me as father!" Nuu shamelessly lamented, his grip tightening around Caterina's hair.
"You—"
"....."
Luca found himself face to face with an absurdity, a sentence so nonsensical it bordered on madness.
Astonishingly, he pondered the possibility of Nuu being his father, only to be confronted by the audacious man who dared to jest despite thrusting in and out of his mother's mouth.
Nuu found himself irresistibly drawn to Luca's quivering posture.
Luca's thoughts were consumed by rage. Every nuance of the scene brought
Nuu an immense pleasure.
"Should you cast your gaze my way, I promise to make the reward more than worthwhile," Nuu proclaimed with a mischievous glint in his eye. As he relents of Caterina's hair. Allowing the poor woman to catch her breath.
Stubbornly, Luca refused to turn until Caterina caught sight of what Nuu held in his hand.
"Turn around this instant!" Caterina exclaimed.
Caterina had ceased to care, even if her son witnessed her indulging herself.
With widened eyes, a potent ancient blood essence pervaded the atmosphere.
"Nuu, what is that?"Caterina inquired.
"The essence of an Earth Dragon's blood," Nuu proclaimed.
"Do Dragons truly exist?" Caterina exclaimed.
Amid Luca's internal turmoil, his steps suddenly ceased.
Luca's entire countenance underwent a complete transformation, and he swiftly dropped to all fours, inching towards Father Nuu's leg.
"Well done. Now, open wide!" Nuu said.
"Not you, you wretch! Your mother!" Nuu shouted with disgust
Nuu continues to overwhelm Caterina's mouth with his meat, simultaneously shoving Luca to the side.
"Why linger? Did you presume I would bestow upon you a favor? What can you possibly offer me when I've already pledged to stick my neck out? Begone, unless you wish to witness your mother being ravished!" Nuu disdainfully kicked the mutt again.
"Daddy, please! I am willing to undertake any task!" Luca cried out, hastily crawling back only to take a seiza position
The subtle twitch on Nuu's face spoke volumes. 'He's even more desperate than I thought. If Nathan were aware, he would undoubtedly turn in his grave.
A man who killed your father subjected your mother to a meer cock hungry whore, yet he's hailed me as a father.' Nuu sported the most sadistic grin.
"Gu Gu Gu!"
This grown man gazing up with eyes akin to a child pleading for acceptance, as his mother's countenance is grace with Nuu's batter.
'How endearing, shall I raise another pet?' Nuu mused, reminiscent of his little slut Hilda.
There, Caterina knelt completely engrossed in her world; immersing herself in a generous sea, her mouth overflowing with its abundance. Not a care in the world.
"Is that so?" Nuu queried with a hint of intrigue.
"What if I were to request the sacrifice of your left eye?" Nuu jestingly proposed.
*Swoosh*
Luca, akin to an obedient canine, plunged his dagger into his left socket, presenting it as an offering to Nuu. Caterina's mouth widened in shock, only to have it fill once again.
"You—"
"What if the inclination struck me to seek the company of your wife and daughter?" Nuu mused.
"As esteemed father wishes," Luca retorted with icy composure.
"Oh, and what if I expressed a desire for your presence, along with that of your sons?"
"...."
"Lord Father…" Luca stammered, his voice tinged with anguish.
"Arrange it for my departure, six days from now and you shall soar higher than any Maverik; However to truly earn my trust, I will grant you half a year to become a Peak Rank 3 Grand Knight, if you can meet all these requirement, I shall make you my left-hand man!" Nuu toying with three crystalline droplets.
" Your fate hinges on your compliance," Nuu declared, tossing three crystallized droplets of Hanes' blood to Luca.
"Lord Father," Luca spoke with unwavering reverence, his posture reflecting a solemnity as blood trickled from the empty socket where his left eye had once resided.
"I have the willingness, but my children..." The words hung in the air, a delicate plea carried by a weighty silence.
"I trust you to make the right choice," Nuu replied, his tone suggesting a stoic resolve. "If the burden becomes too much, I can relieve you of it now." Slowly, Nuu began to rise from his seat, a subtle indication of the gravity of his proposal.
Luca's realization struck like lightning — Nuu was not merely testing his resolve; he was prepared to act decisively. A shiver ran down Luca's spine at the thought of Nuu, with his unwavering determination, walking into their abode and severing the heads of his offspring.
"That won't be necessary, Lord Father," Luca pleaded urgently, a sense of desperation in his voice.
"Please withhold your hands, and let your blessings continue to grace Mother with your divine seed." The words rushed out, an attempt to forestall a tragedy that loomed on the horizon.
"You are to serve me as I remain a guest if you aspire to become a half-breed, bear in mind that three droplets are merely sufficient to transform you into a mongrel, the lowest echelon among bloodlines!" Nuu added.
"Consider it done, Lord Father!" Luca exclaimed, his excitement palpable. Having narrowly escaped the loss of his birthright and now undergoing a reversal of fortune.
'Though I bear the weight of cuckoldry, I have witnessed my mother adorned in hues of white, what's a little humiliation?" Luca declared, bowing gracefully with a confident smile.
'He truly mirrors his pathetic father,' Nuu contemplated
"Inform Consort Lia to join me in the back garden!" Nuu commanded, his words echoing through the air as Luca hastily departed.
A few breaths after Luca's departure, Caterina looked on expectantly, questioning, "Nuu, what about my reward?"
"Foolish woman, have you not yet perceived the truth? Look at your figure. With such grace, you could enter into matrimony anew and ascend to the esteemed position of a Duke's wife!" Nuu retorted.
"You're merely jesting, Nuu. I am no longer in my youth like Guila and Lia. What man would harbor a desire for an older woman with a strand of gray?" Caterina chuckled.
"You underestimate yourself. How many women of your age maintain such allure?"
"...."
"Not only has your skin retained its smoothness, but your figure has undergone a remarkable transformation. I wouldn't be surprised if you attracted the envy of younger maidens, especially with those endearing qualities."
Their laughter echoed through the room.
"Keep those coffers flowing and commence selling the Enchanted Carousel Nylah left behind. You need not fret about the future. And do not forget, my abode is just a three-day journey from yours," Nuu shamelessly whispered.
"Procure whatever provisions you require... Go, refresh yourself, and prepare my evening repast and bath. I shall join you in bed," Nuu commanded, accentuating his words with a resolute pat on Caterina's posterior.
"Will you truly grace my chamber?" Caterina inquired with eager anticipation.
"Prepare the scented oils and rope. When the night draws its conclusion you shall be blessed with my bastard! I shall not withhold my seed, that's your reward.
Although the child won't have claim to my Household, I won't withhold love!" Nuu responded as he tucked the strand of hair behind her ear.
Caterina, relishing the echoes of their intimate connection, couldn't help but maintain a radiant smile. "When did you acquire such charm?"
"Who can say?" Nuu replied, his gaze drifting into the distance.
In the fleeting moments that followed, the enchanting melody of their shared reverie gently waned.
"Ah, my dear, your alluring curves seem to challenge that notion!" Nuu teased, his words imbued with playful mischief.
Caterina, intrigued by his banter, posed a question, "Your jests know no bounds. Yet, if I gather an assortment of treasures, what shall be your contribution?"
With a subtle inclination towards a particular object, Nuu responded, "The paddle." This revelation elicited laughter, a harmonious bond between them.
"Fortunate indeed that your charisma eclipses your boldness," Caterina mused, gracefully ascending on her tiptoes to engage in yet another tender exchange of kisses.
Caterina bestowed a lingering gaze upon Nuu.
'He has changed greatly' She mused