CHAPTER 96: CHAPTER 96: THE LEADER’S RETURN

The elevator opened with a metallic hum. Jax stepped out with firm strides, but after only a few steps, he froze when he saw all the girls in front of him. Their faces were pale, eyes swollen and wet from endless crying.

"What... what’s going on?" he asked, confused.

Manaia, her face drenched in tears, burst out:

"Why did you take so long, Jax?! You nearly drove us insane!"

Jax blinked several times, bewildered.

"So long? I... I was only gone for a few minutes."

"Minutes?!" Zela cut in, her voice breaking. "It’s been almost two weeks!"

Jax’s heart stopped for a second.

"Two... weeks?" he repeated in shock, bringing a hand to his face. "It must have been a timeless space... I stayed longer than I should have."

He stepped forward, arms open. One by one, they rushed into him, wrapping him in a collective embrace. Children hid behind their mothers’ skirts, frightened by the tension in the air, while Jax felt the warmth of his women pressing against him.

"I’m sorry," he murmured sincerely. "I won’t worry you like this again."

Manaia, her forehead resting on his chest, looked up and smiled proudly.

"You have no idea what happened. Your new subjects were terrified, convinced they were trapped in some uncertain fate. Your absence could have shattered them, but I... I gathered them. I put them in order."

"You?" Jax arched a brow, curious.

"Yes. I reminded them of what you once said: one island united, not divided. So I didn’t separate anyone by race. I mixed them, forced them to cooperate. Of course, there was resistance—some tried to impose their old hierarchies... but with Riven and Zela as my bodyguards, and Lira aiming her bow, they had no choice but to obey."

Jax grinned from ear to ear and slid a hand around her waist, pulling her closer.

"You did an extraordinary job. I’m proud of you."

She blushed, lowering her head, though the smile never left her face.

"I even formed a local guard. I recruited members of different races and gave them a way to contact me in case of emergencies they couldn’t handle."

"Incredible," Jax said, giving her a quick kiss on the lips, not caring who was watching. "That’s exactly what I would’ve done."

Manaia pressed her fingers against Jax’s chest.

"I also assigned work. Some races took over agriculture, tending the magical fields that appeared; I gave one of the ships to a group so they could fish and secure meat from the sea. But... I didn’t dare enter the magical forest yet."

Jax lifted her chin and locked eyes with her.

"You did the right thing. That place is dangerous. But we’ll go soon, together, and see what’s inside."

The embraces came again. Lira, eyes wet, kissed his cheek; Zela, drier, wrapped him in a strong, wordless hug; Riven gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder, hiding his relief.

The children smiled when they saw their mothers finally laughing, and the tension that had blanketed the island began to slowly dissolve.

Jax, as always, couldn’t resist his shameless nature. While holding them all pressed against him, his hands wandered mischievously—caressing hips, squeezing asses, sliding fingers where they shouldn’t. Manaia let out a faint moan, trying to hide it; Lira shot him a deadly glare but didn’t move away; and Zela bit her lip to stop a gasp from escaping.

He smiled wickedly, disguising it all while keeping the children distracted with a paternal gesture.

"I missed you too damn much. But now I’m back."

The celebration slowly calmed down. Between hugs, laughter, and stolen kisses, the girls exchanged complicit glances. It seemed that, without needing to say a word, they had all reached the same decision.

One by one, they withdrew with casual excuses. Lira took the children back to her shelter; Riven pretended to check on patrols; Zela vanished with a gesture that said more than a thousand words. In the end, Jax was left with Manaia, alone in the torchlit corridor.

She looked at him with those green eyes that burned like embers. She leaned in, slid her arm under his, and tugged him gently toward her quarters.

"Come with me. I can’t hold back anymore... I need your big cock right now."

Jax’s heart skipped, his body reacting before his mind. He followed like a hungry predator, aroused by the urgency in her voice.

When they entered the room, the atmosphere was different: candles lit, the scent of sweet flowers, the bed covered with clean sheets. Manaia had planned this.

She turned, letting the white dress she wore slide slowly off her body. The fabric slipped down her curves until it pooled at her feet. Underneath, she wore a white lace set that barely covered her tits and perfectly framed her ass.

Her freshly shaved pussy gleamed wet under the light. She moved her panties aside and looked at him with playful mischief.

"Look... I’m dripping for you. I shaved every day waiting for you to come back."

Jax didn’t answer with words. He grabbed her by the waist and crashed her against him, devouring her lips in a savage kiss. His hands squeezed her tits and ass hard, making her moan.

She laughed between gasps.

"You’re so shameless... but you’re mine."

With a rough motion, Jax lifted her in his arms and threw her onto the bed. Manaia spread her legs without shame, showing the wetness soaking her.

Jax tore off her panties with his teeth, licking down her abdomen until he reached her pussy, where his tongue made her scream. Manaia writhed, breathing fast, moaning his name again and again.

When he finally shed his clothes, Jax freed his hard, throbbing cock. Manaia took it in her hand, stroking it with tenderness and hunger.

"I missed it so much... I want you to tear my pussy apart tonight."

Jax growled and slammed into her in one stroke. Manaia arched her back, crying out in pleasure.

The rhythm was intense from the start, a brutal clash of bodies and desire. Jax pounded her with fierce thrusts, squeezing her tits, biting her nipples, while she clung to him with nails digging into his back and legs locked around his waist.

"Harder, Jax!" she screamed, tears of pleasure in her eyes. "Make me yours over and over again."

The room filled with gasps, cries, and the pounding of the bed. Passion overflowed until they both reached climax together, exploding in a wild orgasm that left them drained.

Jax collapsed beside her, panting, and pulled her into his arms. Manaia rested her head on his chest, smiling with her trembling body.

"Promise me you won’t disappear for so long again."

He kissed her forehead and squeezed her ass shamelessly.

"I promise... but only if you keep welcoming me like this every time I return."

Manaia laughed through her tears and held him even tighter.