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"Oh, are you happy to see I'm back, dog?" Jaygen walked over and grabbed Foi's hair, making the wolf bend backward awkwardly as he glared down at him. "Did you miss me?"
The wolf licked his lips. "Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir," Foi corrected himself quickly. "I missed you so fucking much."
Jaygen’s features softened a bit. "And I missed you."
Jaygen leaned down and captured Foi's lips in a long, slow kiss. Porter rested on the bed beside them, his body heating at the intimate embrace they shared.Finally.Foi clung to Jaygen the entire time and the sweet whimper that left his lips made Porter's cock twitch.
Stepping back, Jaygen shoved Foi's head forward and the wolf moaned. Foi reached over once Jaygen stepped back and took Porter's hand, curling his fingers around Porter's before he kissed them. Porter didn't need to be told that Jaygen missed him. He already knew he had by the way the wolf held and clung to him as they fell asleep. They were all together again, complete once more.
The flogger kissed Porter's skin softly, simply running up and down his back as he held his breath. Porter watched as Foi licked his lips, the desire clear in his enticing eyes. He held onto that look. He might still be shaken from the night before, but Jaygen was about to help with that.
Thwack!
"Fuck!" Porter cried out as the flogger slammed against his back and his skin grew warm.
"Are you sure?" Jaygen asked quietly. “Is this...what you need right now?”
He had never heard Jaygen sound unsure of himself. But there was a questioning tone in his voice, as if he wasn’t quite sure if this was what he should be doing. But Porter knew it was what the man craved deep down.
Porter nodded, his senses already awakening again. "Yes, Sir," he moaned. "More, please."
"I love you, Porter," Jaygen whispered.
"And I love you. All of you," Porter sighed, his fingers curling into the blanket. "Now, hit me until you feel better or I really will let Foi carry me off and think he's the boss."
The heavy hit that stung his ass after that statement was worth it. Porter cried out, his body shivering, but he stayed still, planting his feet firmly. Another blow landed on his thighs and he jolted forward, a moan on his lips as his skin began to heat up all over. Every new strike brought Porter back to life. Bit by bit, he started to let go of all of the pain and fear that had lived inside of him for years. The layer of numbness dissipated and he could feel again. He knew all of his trauma wouldn't disappear overnight, but with Jaygen, Foi, Oz, and Cyrus's help he knew it would lessen, bit by agonizing bit.
"Shit," Foi yelled as he was hit next. "Come on, pussy cat. Don't hold back."
Porter winced before Jaygen even hit the wolf again. Sure enough, the flogger came down hard, the sound echoing in the room as Foi let out a yell. He shook his head, a smile on his lips.Should have known that was coming.But Foi didn't even seem to mind. He only squeezed Porter's hand more firmly.
Each of them brought something different to this relationship and for him and Foi, it was their pain that they could give to Jaygen. Neither of them ran from him as he made their skin go from warm to searing hot. With each hit, Jaygen became more controlled, more like himself. His breathing, which had been ragged at first, became calm and quiet and that made Porter feel safe.
Jaygen was back.
"Foi, if you slip, I'll do more than flog you," Jaygen warned. "Spread your legs more. You too, Pretty. Since you two wanted this, I won't be stopping until I'm satisfied."
"Yes, Sir," they moaned in unison.
Jaygen could do whatever the hell he wanted. As far as Porter was concerned and he was sure it was the same for Foi, he belonged to Jaygen.
Completely.
"It feelsweird not being down there helping out on the floor," Cyrus said.
Ozni glanced at the lower floor of the host bar. Arden had placed the upper floor off-limits for the night. It's been a few days since everything had happened with Porter's family. And yet, they hadn't gone back to work.
"Right. Oh look, Micha is rocking the angel look," Porter pointed out.
Micha was leading four clients all on his own, his wings hanging behind him. But unlike others in the bar, his wings were real. It was the theme for the night. Cyrus and Porter both had begged Arden to be on the floor so they could wear the makeshift wings. But their boss had turned them down, saying they still needed to rest.
"It's not fair," Porter pouted.
"Stop hanging over the railing before you distract the hosts and their clients," Jaygen said.
