Page 34 of The Team (The Milvus Files #3)

King smiled and stretched his bad leg out, wincing as he did.

“You need to rest,” Rhett said.

“So do you.”

Rhett stood up. “No, what I need is two weeks off.”

King smiled as he closed his eyes. “Sorry. Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Rhett scoffed out a laugh. “Plausible deniability, my ass.”

Jay made his way to the back of the darkened cabin, seeing Yin and Jun-mei in the last two seats. She still had the blanket around her, still clinging to Yin, still teary.

He put his med kit down in front of Yin’s feet and crouched down so he didn’t seem to be talking down at her, wasn’t intimidating. “Hey,” he whispered, giving Jun-mei his best I-mean-no-harm smile. “My name’s Jay,” he said in Mandarin .

Yin offered Jay a grateful smile. “She speaks English. She learned very fast.”

“Oh, thank god,” Jay said, aiming his high-wattage smile at Jun-mei. “Because my Mandarin is not great.”

She smiled but glanced nervously at Yin before speaking. “Hello.”

“We’re really glad you’re here,” Jay said. Then he nodded toward Yin. “Especially this guy.”

Jun-mei blushed and looked down at her lap. “I am, also.” Then she looked up at Yin. “Especially this guy.”

Jay couldn’t help but smile. “I’m the medic, and I just want to check that you’re okay while everyone’s asleep. Is that okay with you?”

Again, she looked at Yin, clearly fucking scared. Yin gave her an encouraging nod. “It’s okay. He knows. He understands.”

She got teary again and nodded, her chin wobbling.

“Oh, sweetie,” Jay whispered. “You’re safe with me. With all of us. Okay?”

Tears spilled down her cheeks and she scrubbed them away, then her fingers went to her hair, clearly remembered it had been cut, and she began to cry again.

Yin took her face and thumbed away her tears. “It’s okay, wǒ de húdié, my butterfly. You’re still beautiful to me.”

Jay could have damn near cried with her. As it was, he had to blink back tears. But then he noticed Rhett going back to his seat, so he tapped Yin’s knee. “Can you go sit with Rhett? Keep my guy company and give us a few minutes? Just a few minutes, I promise.”

He hesitated for a moment, blinked, and swallowed hard before nodding. He gave her hand a squeeze and stood up, and Jay slid into his now empty seat beside Jun-mei.

He pointed to Rhett. “See that tall sexy man up there?” he asked her, and she nodded. “That’s my man.”

She stared at Rhett, then at Jay. “Your... man.”

He nodded and smiled at her. “ Liànrén . Boyfriend,” he said. “We’ve been together since we were eighteen.”

She was stunned and clearly not entirely believing. “You . . . You’re . . . ?”

Jay nodded. “I am. Very much so.”

She got teary again, though she smiled this time.

Jay had to get the hard part out of the way. “I need to ask you some questions. Is that okay? I just want to make sure you’re okay. If you need any medications, that’s all.”

She straightened up and nodded, but Jay didn’t miss the way she held the blanket tighter.

He held the thermometer gun to her forehead. “You were held captive for almost five days?”

She nodded. “I lost track of time. The room had no windows. I didn’t sleep. They gave me food and water and a toilet, but no shower. No mirror. They would turn the light on and off.” She shrugged. “I went to work on Sunday...”

Jay nodded. “Five days.” Given it was now after midnight. Her temperature was fine.

She frowned at that. “It felt so much longer.”

Jay didn’t doubt that one bit.

“The man who took you,” Jay said. “We saw a CCTV feed. That man, did he... did he hurt you in any way?”

Her chin wobbled again. “He hit me,” she said, but showed her closed fist. Then her hand went to her hair again. “And he cut my hair. He said men don’t have long hair.”

“He didn’t . . . force himself on you . . . ?”

She shook her head and scrubbed at another tear. “No. No. He was rough and he pushed me and hit me. But not that.”

Thank god, Jay thought.

He reached over and held her hand. “Lemme tell you something. That awful man is very dead. He can’t hurt you or Yin. He’s gone.”

She nodded, still crying. “They wanted him. Tao. They needed him. That’s what they said. He had golden blood. They took me so he would come.”

Jay nodded. “Of course he would come to get you. He loves you very much.”

Her smile was teary again, then she looked around the plane. “Tao said we are going to London?”

Jay nodded. “That’s right.”

“I don’t have . . . they took my passport, my papers, because I was wrong gender. How can I . . . ?”

“We know someone,” Jay said. “He’ll get you everything you need. With your real name, Yin Jun-mei. Whatever you want, we can get it.”

She sobbed and covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes asking if that was true.

Jay nodded and smiled for her. “We’ll stop to refuel in about seven hours. You can shower there, and I’ll get you a change of clean clothes. How does that sound?”

Jun-mei gave a teary laugh. “Very good.”

“You need some food and water,” Jay added gently. “But mostly, you need to sleep. ”

And right on cue, Yin came back down the cabin holding a sandwich, an apple, and some water.

Jay squeezed Jun-mei’s hand. “Oh, look at that. He read my mind.”

Jay stood up and let Yin take his seat. “Look after her,” Jay said. “If she begins to feel unwell or dizzy, come get me.”

Yin nodded and was quick to pull her into his arms so she could use him as a pillow, then he fixed her blanket and stroked her hair.

Jay took his kit back to his seat, going past all his sleeping teammates and falling in beside Rhett, leaning against him much like Jun-mei was on Yin.

“How is she?” Rhett asked quietly.

“She’s okay. Temperature’s fine. Her swab was negative. No point doing a BP right now. She’s been in a high-stress situation, she hasn’t slept, hasn’t eaten properly. Yin just got her a sandwich. I’ll take a reading after she’s slept, when we refuel.”

Rhett sighed, exhausted. “I’m glad she’s safe.”

Jay studied him for a second. “You look tired.” He remembered then, the flight into China, Rhett was too busy getting debriefed to sleep. He must be shattered. “You know what you need?”

“Two weeks off,” he mumbled, eyes closed. “I already told King.”

Jay chuckled. “Well, yeah. But I was thinking something a little closer to now.”

Rhett cracked one eye open to look at him. “Huh?”

Jay leaned in close so he could whisper. “You know you always sleep better after sex.”

Rhett opened both eyes then. “What are you?— ”

“Mile-high club. We’re joining right now,” Jay said.

“Jay,” he hissed. “We can’t?—”

“We absolutely can. Everyone’s asleep,” Jay whispered. “As the team medic, I must insist. For medical reasons.”

Rhett snorted quietly. “Medical reasons.”

“Very medical. You always sleep more soundly after sex.” He took Rhett’s wrist and pulled him up out of his seat, all but dragging him, and shoved him into the lavatory and closed the door behind them. It was a tight fit and Rhett was leaning, backed over the toilet.

“Jay,” he whispered, smiling. “What the hell are you doing?”

Jay unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. He leaned against the sink, offering Rhett his naked ass. “This is the best idea I’ve ever had. Hurry.”

Rhett didn’t waste much time. He rubbed his crotch against Jay’s ass, and Jay was all out of patience.

He tried reaching behind him, trying to undo Rhett’s pants, but he couldn’t turn around. “I said hurry.”

Rhett shoved Jay’s hands away, holding them down on the sink counter, pushing his still-clothed crotch against Jay’s ass. “Patience,” he murmured.

And that shit just pissed Jay off.

He tried to turn around again, but Rhett shoved him, pushing his shoulder toward the mirror. “You’ll get what you want,” Rhett hissed. Then Jay felt him fumbling with his fly and button, and after a freaking eternity, he finally felt the hot steel of Rhett’s cock in the crack of his ass.

Fuck yes.

But then Rhett pumped the hand lotion dispenser onto his palm.

“What are you doing?” Jay hissed at him .

“Rather me use soap?” Rhett’s voice was low and tight.

Uh, no. Jay would rather he not use soap. They did that once, and holy hell, never again.

“I’d rather you just fuck me dry,” he mumbled, frustrated.

But then Rhett drove his cock up into him, pushing in hard and rough. He held one hand on Jay’s shoulder, the other going to Jay’s mouth, muffling the cry as he drove all the way in.

Jay had never been more grateful for hand lotion.

“Be quiet,” Rhett bit out, ramming his cock up into him again. “This is what you wanted. You wanted my cock in you.”

Jay moaned into Rhett’s hand, relaxing as much as he could to take the glorious assault on his ass.

This was what he wanted, and this was exactly how he wanted it.

He loved being fucked like this. He loved being owned by Rhett, letting Rhett claim him in the most primal of ways.

“Fuck yes,” Jay mumbled into Rhett’s hand.

And he let Rhett thrust hard, driving his hard cock up into him, over and over, burying himself as far as they could.

Rhett put one boot on the toilet and hammered into him, finally surging, pulsing, and spilling his come deep.

So fucking deep.

He let Jay’s face go, slumping hard, his forehead pressed to the back of Jay’s shoulder. “Fuck, baby,” he breathed. “You okay?”

“I’m so fucking okay,” Jay whispered.

Rhett pulled out slowly and Jay winced as he pulled his pants up. Rhett swayed, barely able to keep his eyes open.

Jay turned in the tight spot, leaned up, and kissed him. “Sweet dreams, Rhett.”

He chuckled. “Gonna sleep so good.”

They went back out to the cabin, and Jay was almost disappointed that it was still pitch black, that everyone was still asleep, and no one had noticed their absence.

They went to their seats, and Jay put a blanket over Rhett, about to whisper that he could sleep for hours because their work was done and they’d be home soon, but he was already asleep.