The soft brushing of fingers over his cheek then through his hair again drew his attention outward. Jah’lar’s soft voice was close to his ear. “There, there, Nick, your master won’t let anyone hurt you, will he?”
Nick’s breathing evened out, and his quaking insides settled. How Todd’s muscled chest felt under Nick’s cheek pushed away any thoughts of the kelbit. He leaned against the hand cupping his cheek and moaned softly.
“You sleep now, Nick. Your master will watch over you, protect you.”
The world crumbled away, and soft, kind blackness filled Nick’s mind. He and Todd were wrapped together, sleeping peacefully in the comfort of their bed. 9
Nick was staring at a wall. He blinked a few times and pulled in full, easy breaths, letting them out again slowly. Finally, his brain kicked in and let him know he was awake. Groaning softly, he rubbed his forehead. The soft chink of chains registered at the same time Nick realized his arm felt heavy and slightly weighted down.