Chapter 32
Chapter
Thirty-Two
“ E veryone ok in here?” Doc asked as he came into the room, decked out in his body armor and carrying his go bag.
Leo shushed him, then pointed towards Kade.
Doc’s face broke out into a huge grin. “How you hanging, Kade?”
Kade raised a brow. “Gee, I don’t know, couldn’t be better.” His voice was as dry as the Sahara.
“Is he ok?” Doc asked seriously, trying to visually check over the boy, but with the way Kade was holding him, he couldn’t really tell.
“He’s exhausted. He asked if he could take a nap, so I let him. He said they roughed him up a little but didn’t touch him.” Kade answered, keeping his voice low to let the kid get some much-deserved sleep.
“Ok, then let’s get out of here and get him back to his dad. Do you want me to carry him?” Doc asked, watching Kade stand to make sure he was stable on his feet. He was. Doc rolled his eyes. They were all overprotective of Kade, but it was getting out of control.
“No, leave him, for now. If he woke up and it wasn’t me carrying him, he may freak out and I don’t want to make this harder on him than needed.” Kade easily stood and shifted the boy in his arms. “Just lead me out of here.”
“Got it.” Doc stepped in front of Kade and let the man hook one of his fingers into a belt loop and lead him out. The Jordanian police had everyone up against the wall and were patting them down. All the kids and younger teens were in one corner as someone took their statements.
“Is everyone ok?” Kade asked as he followed Doc, trying his best not to move the boy in his arms too much.
“Yes, no shots were fired, and every adult has been taken into custody. They caught a few men trying to run out the back. All the children will be taken into custody and their families located.” Doc assured him, using his body to block Kade and the boy as other officers rushed by.
“Good,” Kade grunted as they made it outside into the sweltering heat. “Fuck it’s hot.”
Doc laughed. “Yeah, and I bet it sucks being in that tux.”
“You’re fired.” Kade snipped.
Doc threw his head back and laughed. “Yeah, right, you’d be lost without me, my friend.”
“Fine, you’re rehired, but I’m putting you on shit jobs.” Kade huffed, fuck he was already starting to sweat.
“How about I get you into some air conditioning?” Doc asked, trying to smother his laughter.
“I’ll give you a raise.” Kade paused and looked toward Doc. “Well, lead the way.”
Doc snickered and waggled his brows at Scorp when he joined them.
“You ok, Kade? Is the boy?” Scorp asked, studying his boss, and the passed-out kid in his arms.
“Yeah, we’re good, kid is worn out though as soon as he wakes up, Doc, I want you to look him over. Go easy and follow his cues. I have no idea what happened to him in there.” Kade sighed in relief as he stumbled into the back of the SUV, barely holding onto the kid.
“Back to the hotel?” Sniper asked from the passenger seat.
“Yes,” Kade said loudly. He was ready to go the fuck home. He wanted to sleep for a week and cuddle with his damn dog. Was that too much to ask?
Sniper snorted. “You got it.”
The ride to the hotel was quiet, but the air was filled with satisfaction and happiness. They had rescued the boy and were able to get out unscathed. That was a miracle of its own.
“We’re here.” Sniper said as he got out. He helped Kade stay steady as he got out of the back of the SUV still carrying Yousef.
“Doc, should he be sleeping this hard?” Kade asked, a little worried. The kid hadn’t moved a muscle since he’d asked if he could sleep.
Doc moved in close to check the boy’s vitals. “Yes, he’s fine. His vitals are good. I don’t see him having gotten a lot of sleep where he was.” Doc shrugged.
Kade nodded and relaxed a little. He followed his men back to the room and was almost knocked over when Ali came rushing forward shouting his son’s name.
“What’s wrong with him?” He demanded.
“He’s sleeping.” Kade said through clenched teeth. He didn’t like this fucker in his space and he needed to learn some fucking respect.
“He’s fine. His vitals are good. He’s just very tired.” Doc said, putting himself between Kade and Ali forcing the man to back up. “He will wake up when he’s ready.”
“Lead me to the bed. He needs a soft space to rest.” Kade nudged Doc, who nodded and immediately led him to the couch.
“The couch will have to do.” Doc said, shifting Kade in front of the couch so he was facing it and could easily set the boy down. “Give him time,” he warned Ali. “I’m afraid ripping him out of his sleep will do nothing but terrify him.”
Ali nodded but sat on the couch next to his boy and tried desperately to contain his tears. His precious Yousef, the only one he had left in this world, he had no idea how he would have lived had his son not been saved. He owed these men everything.
“Kade, you alright?” Doc asked as Kade slumped into the other couch.
Kade nodded. “Tired.” He was so much more than tired. He was so overstimulated that he could feel his toes and he wanted to puke. He could hear the air conditioning and feel the cool air skate across his skin. He could hear the others breathing and he wanted to rip his hair out.
Torres was holding Leo close after handing the man some sweats when he saw Kade close his eyes and grip his hair and pull. Hard. He immediately pulled out his phone and face timed Saint.
“Hey, man, how did it go?” Saint asked immediately, as he moved through his parent’s house to the living room where his parents, uncle, and Levi were.
“Good. We got the boy, and no one got hurt.” Torres said proudly.
Saint scoffed. “So it was a miracle then, huh?”
Torres grinned. “You know it. Where’s Valk?”
Saint’s brows furrowed. “Right here.” He moved the phone so that it pointed down and Torres could see Valk was snoozing away on the floor like he didn’t have a care in the world.
“Valk, buddy. Wakey, wakey, your daddy needs you.” Torres said in a singsong tone, watching the big beast crack one eye open. The side eye was strong with this one, but as soon as he shifted the screen toward Kade, Vlak came alive. He gave out an excited bark as he beat Saint with his tail.
Kade grinned. “Hey buddy.”
“Everything alright?” Ram asked. Kade looked rough, his eyes were wild, and he was rumpled. His face was drawn in a pinched expression and he looked exhausted.
“Mmhmm,” Kade grunted. “Is it almost time to leave?” He asked hopefully.
“Yeah man, we just need to make sure the kids are OK and then we’re out. I’ve already called Jett to get the bird ready to go.”
Kade breathed a deep sigh of relief. “Thank god.”
Torres studied Kade closely for a moment. He seemed a little more wrecked than usual after a mission. Although Kade never really went out on missions anymore, he’d seemed fine when they’d come back from the last one. He shared a worried look with Saint.
“I’m fine damnit. Quit fucking staring at me like that. I can fucking feel it and I’m a little too overstimulated.” Kade growled, his deep voice sounded almost angry.
Torres rolled his eyes. “Uh, huh.”
Ram felt bad for Kade. He could see how on edge the man was. It reminded him of Danno when he hit his point. There had been one time Ram had walked in on Merrick holding Danno down as the man punched himself in the head because Daegan had rolled over and scared himself and started crying, and Danno had thought he’d hurt the poor baby. Thankfully, Danno had gotten better in the months that had passed about being a new father. He hoped Kade was able to get some relief soon.
“Kids fine.” Doc said as he joined them. “He woke up and is attached to his father. Here Kade, take this.”
“What is it?” Kade asked suspiciously.
“A Xanax,” Doc said deadpanned. “I really don’t want you having trouble on the plane, so take it and we’ll be home soon, OK?”
Kade grunted, downing the pill dry and hoping it would kick in soon and take the edge off.
“Let’s say goodbye and head out.” Doc smacked Torres on the shoulder and they headed off to Ali to make sure he had everything he needed before they left.
“Talk to you later, Saint.” Torres said and hung up after Saint said goodbye.
Kade sucked in a few deep breaths before he stood and headed over to the kid to say his farewells before he bolted for the door. “You alright, kid?” He had to tamp down on his urge to throw the kid across the room when he threw his little body against Kades.
“Yes, thank you so much!” Yousef said, his little voice wobbling.
“You’re welcome kid, try and stay out of trouble you hear?” Kade asked, grinning at the boy, who gave him a watery laugh in return.
“Yes, sir,” Yousef gave him one last tight hug and pulled away.
Kade patted his pockets for his wallet and pulled out a business card and held it out to the boy. “Here, this is the number to my SAT phone. Call me anytime, day or night if you're in trouble.”
Yousef held the card as if it was a gift. “Thank you, Kade.”
Kade nodded. “You’re welcome, kiddo. It was a pleasure to meet you.” He shook Ali’s hand. “And if you send my friend’s partner any more threatening messages, I will kill you.”
Ali nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. “It was actually not me and a cop buddy of mine. He was hired by someone and when he found out what it was actually about he stopped.”
“Who?” Kade demanded and when he got the answer, headed straight for the door. He wanted to go home and have Valk lay on him because there was nothing like an almost two-hundred-pound blob of fur and drool to help with anxiety. He would deal with the problem in the morning. He sighed. He was getting too old for this.
“Kade, are you ready to go home?” Jett called out as they walked up to the plane.
“Yup, let’s go.” Kade said, waving a hand as he climbed the stairs and headed for his seat. When he was settled, he could feel the Xanax kicking in and everything seemed to dull as he had trouble keeping his eyes open.
Doc chuckled when he walked by and saw Kade leaning to the side. “Torres help me.” He pulled Kade up, which was a feat on its own; the man was huge, and Torres stepped in to hold him up as Doc laid the seats down into a bed and set up some pillows and a blanket before he helped Torres pour a loose Kade back into the seats. “He’s a little tired.”
Torres snorted. “You think?”
Doc snickered as he went to his own seat next to Scorp to settle into the ride and get a little shut-eye himself.
Torres pulled Leo with him to the back and into the suite’s bathroom.
“What are you doing?” Leo asked, chuckling as Torres rushed to get him out of his clothes.
Torres narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend. “I’m washing all the fucking creepy stares off you, so I feel better.”
Leo threw his head back and laughed. “Oh my god, you’re a dork.”
Torres raised a brow. “Oh, so you wouldn’t do the same thing if our positions were reversed?”
Leo raised a brow. “I would kill them for looking.”
Torres grinned. Every time Leo acted possessive, it set his boil boiling. He loved this man so much. “That's frowned upon.” He whispered as he nibbled Leo’s bottom lip.
Leo shrugged. “Like I give a shit.” He pulled Torres down until their chests slammed together and took the man’s mouth in a brutal kiss.
“Fuck,” Torres hissed. He went back to yanking Leo’s clothes off before starting on his own.
Leo switched their positions and slammed Torres up against the wall. He was so damn giddy that Torres allowed him to manhandle him like this. Daegan balked at the idea, but not his baby. Torres didn’t give a fuck what he did to him as long as they both got off and enjoyed it, the man was up for anything. After he yanked Torres’ pants down, he hissed. “Bend over.” He urged Torres down with a hand in the middle of his back, to lean over the sink.
“Fuck.” Torres groaned. “You gonna fuck me, baby?”
“Yes,” Leo grated out through his teeth. He gripped those hairy buttcheeks in his hands before he pulled them apart. He loved everything about Torres, but he was definitely partial to the man’s dick and his gorgeous hole.
“Fuck, Leo, do it now. We can take our time later.” Torres pushed back, rubbing himself against Leo’s hard dick.
“Lube,” he gasped out. “We need lube.”
“Wallet,” Torres whined when Leo pulled back and his heat disappeared.
“Hold on.” Leo fumbled through Torres’ wallet, pausing, and grinning like an idiot in love, when he saw a picture of him and Torres together on one of their dates. They looked so fucking happy. He ripped the packet open with his teeth and poured it onto his fingers. “How do you want it?”
Torres tried to control his breathing. “Don’t care, just want you in me.”
Leo grinned and shoved two fingers into Torres, making quick work of getting him ready before he notched the head of his dick on the man’s hole.
“Please, Leo, no teasing.” Torres begged, then grunted when Leo snapped his hips forward and he was filled to the hilt with the man’s dick. “Fuck.” He leaned up, arching his back so Leo could pound against his prostate.
Leo wrapped a hand around Torres’ neck and pulled, making Torres' back arch further as he picked up his pace.
Torres’ hands scrambled to find purchase as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. “Gonna cum,” he moaned.
Leo plastered his chest against Torres’ back and nipped his ear. “Then do it, baby.”
Torres gasped when Leo pinched his nipple and couldn’t hold back.
Leo had to slap his hand over Torres’ mouth when he erupted. God, he shouted so loud he would have woken Kade up. He grinned wickedly as he grabbed Torres’ magnificent dick and jacked him through his orgasm, and held on as Torres shook and squirmed, whimpering as he became too sensitive and tried to get away. Leo released him, taking pity on him as Torres fell back over the sink. “You ok?”
Torres hummed and wiggled his butt, taking Leo deeper.
Fuck him, his man was perfection. He resumed his thrusts, being gentle. While he loved torturing Torres, he didn’t really want to hurt the man and after that orgasm, he had to be fucking sore. It didn’t take long. “Love you.” He whispered into Torres’ ear as he curled over the man as his orgasm blasted through him.