38. Zia's POV - Blowjob Of Gratitude

38. Zia's POV - Blowjob Of Gratitude
Zia's POV

24 hours of workout in total and one blow job later, and it’s Wednesday.

Monday’s workout had been rigorous when I thought we would finally get a break and Cain would go celebrate the Alpha’s birthday at the palace.

However, he had replied absentmindedly, “Once they have Tyler, there’s no need for me to show up.”

That day, he seemed way upset and our workout was even more intensified despite it not passing the two-hour mark.

Then Tuesday came and I realized my uniform was dirty.

I had forgotten to wash it thanks to the fact that I was always wearing Cain’s outfit, and well, he ensured that I didn’t have to do any house chores.

Apparently, he was even more particular about me losing weight — he wanted to get over his shame of not being able to carry his mate.

Missing a day of school had never occurred to me so easily, not even when I was sick, and that’s why I was feeling nervous since I got out of bed.

After our workout and breakfast, it was time to go to school, but for some reason, I felt more nervous as I looked into the mirror.

“Take a breather, it’s just school,” Gina said, and I nodded, fixing my bra strap.

Having four days of weekend definitely took my mind off the whole incident on Friday, but now, I couldn’t help but fear what could happen.

I felt more confident and ready for some violence, but I wasn’t sure I could handle those stares.

I fixed the zipper on my right side and it went up smoothly.

I took in a deep breath and patted my stomach, but out of nervousness, I had to adjust it again.

“Zia, something isn’t right,” Gina said as I returned my focus to the present and looked in the full-length mirror.

I was just in my panties, and my skirt was down to my feet.

I frowned and picked it up only to watch it slip down my belly, down my hip, and hit the ground again.

A feeling I couldn’t name bubbled to the back of my throat, and when I finally let it out, it sounded like a scream that rattled the glass in front of me.

“Zia!” Cain shouted from downstairs and I heard his hurried feet come up the stairs.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?” he asked as he barged in through the door.

I turned to him, still screaming with my hands up in the air.

“What’s wrong? Talk to me,” he asked, his eyes raking my whole body for any signs of injuries. When he found none, he stepped closer and shook me by the elbow.

“Talk to me, Zia, you’re scaring me,” he said, but even Gina wasn’t in a calm enough position to bring me down. She was also screaming in my head.

“I don’t know what this is about, but we’ll be late for school. Remember we need to get there before everyone else. We need to prepare our mental health first,” he was saying softly but clearly enough for me to hear above my screams as he knelt to pick up my skirt.

However, just like the first two attempts, it slipped freely.

“Why is your skirt falling?” he asked with a frown, and I FINALLY calmed down to answer him.

“Because I lost weight,” I said, but he didn’t seem to get it.

“I lost so much weight my skirt doesn’t size me anymore. Cain, it’s all thanks to you. I never thought something like this would happen. Thank you so much. I love you. Thank you,” I pulled him into a hug, kissing his face time and time again and this time he actually kissed mine back.

I had prayed for this, gone to doctors for consultations, anything to hold onto my own size, anything to stop myself from swelling continuously. I went from my normal size that made people envious to a size no one could compete with.

It was all so unnatural, but the doctor insisted nothing was out of place. It was scary, oh so terrifying.

But here I was, finally able to size down.

It was a miracle. A beautiful miracle.

I pinched myself to confirm if this was a dream, but Cain’s smile and hug reminded me that I was in the present. I was living my dream. At this rate, I would be back to normal in no time.

“I’m so happy for you, I’ll send your new measurements to school so you can get a new uniform,” he was smiling as well and I could tell that he genuinely felt my joy — in a way Terri had never felt it for me.

We had been friends for three years. In fact, he had been my only friend those three years, but not once did it ever feel like this.

My joy felt so full like never before.

“Thank you so much,” I was crying soon after and he let me sob in his arms as we walked towards the bed.

I no longer felt self-conscious around him, because for one, he was my mate.

And two, he was my coach who basically used my own body as motivation.

After some body weight measurements, my 200 pounds had gone down to 176 — that’s losing 10kg.

I definitely didn’t lose all that in this week alone because I had lost some when I fell sick the first time, but started to recover it.

So in the end, I could only thank him.

“This is also because you were willing to learn,” he said and as true as that might be, I still had him to thank.

“Thank you so much, Cain,” I said and got down to my knees then crawled in between his legs.

“What are you doing?” he asked. His eyes looked at me in surprise. After all, it was the first time I was taking the initiative.

I used his surprise as encouragement and spread his legs. My eyes remained on his as my fingers fumbled with his cold metal buckle.

“Thanking you,” I replied with a smile that reached my eyes. He smiled too and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

“Are you sure you’re not doing this to avoid school?” he asked, his hand still cupping my cheeks, but I shook my head.

“I truly want to thank you. I know that is the only way you accept your thanks,” I said as I took off his uniform trousers and boxers, licking my lips in anticipation as his dick came out. In the end, he was also turned on.

When I was done giving him a blowjob, he looked at me with eyes full of gratitude and kissed me. Lips on lips, tasting himself, but he didn’t seem to mind that and soon after I found myself lost in it.

It was a good feeling to know that someone was as happy as I was about this.

It gave me a sense of wholeness.

“Since we won't be going to school today, how about starting our workout earlier?” Cain asked, and without a second thought, I took his dick in my mouth and bit it.

“That’s for trying to trick me into another workout,” I grinned as he yelped. But the glint in his eyes told me, workout or not, I wasn’t done paying him back yet.