Taken by E.M. Leya

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Trenton listened to the sound of a child screaming in pain. He wished he could plug his ears because each screech sent a knife into his heart. There was only one reason a child would be in that kind of pain here. He wanted to kill every motherfucker in this place with his bare hands.

The girl had come back from upstairs a few hours ago and hadn't stopped screaming since. He was glad he couldn't see the children's cage from where he was. The sight would just feed his anger.

He'd been waiting hours to talk to Ben, but with the kid causing a ruckus and several other things going on, Ben had been busy with other things. He just wanted to know if Ben had contacted Katie. If he had, he knew help would be on the way in the next few days.

The sound of the gate opening had him rolling over to look. He let out a relieved breath when he saw Ben walking in and coming toward him. "How about another quickie in the back? This time I can fuck your mouth." Ben leered at him.

Wade laughed from where he stood at the gate watching them. "If his mouth is any good, maybe I'll give him a go. The bitch I grabbed tried to bite me the other day."

"Fuck you." Trenton rolled back to his other side, wishing they didn't have to play this game for everyone around them.

"My Aunt Katie would wash that mouth out with soap." Ben neared him.

Trenton kept his smile back. Those words… He'd talked to Katie. Elation filled his chest. He had hope again. He would get the fuck out of here somehow. The team wouldn't leave him to rot.

"Come on, let me get a piece of that sexy ass." Ben leaned down and grabbed his arm.

"Find someone else to fuck." Trenton shrugged away.

"Ah, but I like you." Ben pulled harder. "Maybe you want to be cuffed this time? Have you found you like it rougher than you thought?"

Trenton let Ben pull him to his feet. "And maybe you can't find your own ass outside this place? No one willing to fuck you?"

"Ah, is that any way to talk to the man that's about to rock your world?" Ben slapped him on the ass. "Come on. You know you like what I give you."

Trenton kept the anger on his face as he allowed Ben to lead him out.

"You two have fun," Wade called after them.

"Sorry about that." Ben released his arm the moment they were behind the closed door.

"It's okay. I know you don't mean it."

"Well, not all of it. Your ass is sexy." Ben smiled. "Go shower while I talk."

Trenton didn't hesitate. These showers were everything to him. He got warm for a few minutes, and got to rinse the dirt, cum, and other shit off his body. They reminded him he had something to fight for, live for.

"I talked to Katie, Noam, and Xander last night. They are working on a plan. They said just hold on, they are coming for you. They also said to tell you that Faith is ready to make your favorite meatballs."

Trenton's eyes filled with tears. He'd been so strong through all of this and it was the simple mention of Faith's name that had him welling up with tears.

"Meatballs that good?" Ben smiled.

"Yeah, they're damn good, but it's just Faith. She was taken by a pedophile when she was little. My team found her. She's now off to college back east, but she must have come home because of me." He let the shower hide his tears. "They knew reminding me of Faith would give me strength. If she can survive, so can I."

Ben nodded. "She sounds amazing."

"She is. Hell, the whole team is."

"I know Noam. We worked together a couple of times before he retired. Didn't he get married and adopt a few kids?"

Trenton smiled more. "His rug rats are hell on wheels. They're my gaming buddies. Noam married a good friend of mine."

"Small world." Ben moved across the room to pull a clean towel out of the cupboard. He returned hanging it beside the shower. "Anyway, I can't tell you when they'll be coming, but they said at night. I offered to be here, but they refused. Said it was one less friendly to worry about."

"True. They're going to have no choice but to come in shooting. Being a guard, you'd easily be mistaken and taken out. I'm glad you won't be here. Did you tell them about the police chief?"

"Yeah, I told them everything I knew. Drew them maps of the place. Gave them every name I could confirm. I gave it all to them. If they don't take down the chief, I'm going to find a way to do it."

"Once the team hears that he raped me, they'll make sure he pays for it. They might need to let things calm down first, but they'll get him. Did they say how they'll get everyone out?"

"Nope, just that the team had a lot to discuss and they'd call me if they had more questions. I wish I could tell you more, but that's all they said. Katie said to pass on she loves you."

"I love that woman too." Trenton shut off the water and reached for the towel.

Just as he was about to step out of the shower, he heard the knob on the door wiggle. He quickly dropped the towel, fell to his knees, and promptly opened the fly of Ben's jeans to pull out his cock.

Ben sucked in a hard breath as Trenton's mouth surrounded him just as the door opened.

"Shit, I was hoping to see more than this." Wade stepped a few feet into the room.

Trenton hated he was having to do this, but it was worth it to maintain their cover. He licked up and down Ben's cock, teasing it as he ignored Wade watching them.

Ben groaned and fisted Trenton's hair in his fist. "Get the fuck out, Wade. I don't like an audience."

"Stage fright? Can't come with someone watching?" Wade sighed. "Fine, but hurry up. That girl is screaming again and I think we need to call Doc. Frank for her."

Trenton growled around Ben's cock.

"Give me five minutes and we'll check on her." Ben glanced over his shoulder.

When the door shut, Trenton eased back but stayed on his knees. "Sorry, I didn't know what else to do."

"Is it improper of me to say I'm not complaining?" Ben took a step back, his cock fully enlarged. "Sorry you had to do that, but I'm glad you think fast." He ran his fist over his length before tucking it back in his pants. "Just to be safe, stay on your knees and I'll stay like this."

Trenton nodded, still tasting Ben against his lips. "Go see about the girl. Get her help if she needs it."

"Not that Frank is any help. He'll stitch up whatever's bothering her and tell them to give her a week off. I checked on her earlier and I think it's more emotional than physical, but I can't know for sure without a full exam. There's no bleeding. Want the truth, I think she saw something that freaked her out."

"Fuck, I hope my team gets their shit together quick. I know it's going to take a few days to plan, to maybe bring in the other team—"

"You have more than one team?" Ben asked.

"You didn't hear that." Trenton reached for the towel. "You want to jack off so you don't walk out with that still hard?" He gestured to Ben's cock which was still thick against his jeans.

"Shit… No, the last thing I want is to jack off in this place, but you're right, I can't walk out like this." He pulled his cock out. "How am I supposed to get off when I'm surrounded by this?"

"You got hard in my mouth, just remember that. You could always force me to—"

"Never. I will never be like them. It's bad enough you had to do what you did." He started to stroke. "I feel dirty just remembering how good your mouth felt or how great your ass looks."

Trenton watched as Ben worked his cock in his fist. "One thing I've learned here is we can't control how our body reacts to things. I've been rock hard upstairs and nothing I do stops it. Doesn't help when they give me those super pills."

"I heard about those. Viagra-type stuff that lasts for hours. Dangerous shit when you can't find a doctor to call if your erection lasts more than four hours." Ben stared at Trenton's mouth as he continued to stroke his cock. "You got a girlfriend at home?"

Trenton shook his head. "Haven't dated seriously for a few years. I fuck around some, both men and women, but there's been no one serious for a while. Thank God. I'd hate to think what they were going through knowing I'm here. You got anyone at home?"

"No, my ex and I broke up about six months ago when he decided he couldn't date someone like me, then I got this job and it made dating a bit hard."

Trenton assumed someone like him meant a cop, but neither of them could say words like that out loud here. "Hopefully, this shit ends for both of us soon."

"Fuck." Ben huffed in frustration. "I can't do this."

"Here." Trenton wrapped his hand around Ben's cock and started to stroke it. "Close your eyes and think about the best sex you ever had. Sometimes it's as simple as having someone else's touch." He slid his finger through the wet precum and used it to coat his hand.

"You don't have to…"

"I offered. Don't go all weird on me. This isn't anything like what the others do. We both want to get out of here alive so we do what we have to so we survive."

"Tighter. Tighten your fist…"

Trenton did and watched as Ben thickened even more, then started to breathe unevenly. "That's it. Imagine yourself coming on my lips." He hated this more than anything, but if Ben walked out of the room aroused it could be deadly for both of them.

"Shit, I'm close."

Trenton grabbed the towel in his free hand and as Ben started to come, he covered the head with the towel to catch the release.

Ben nearly doubled over, bracing one hand on the exam table to keep himself standing as he shuddered through his pleasure.

Trenton dropped the towel and stepped back, moving to the sink to wash his hand off. When he turned around, Ben was still leaning against the exam table. "Give me a minute."

"No problem." Trenton understood. He busied himself looking around the doctor's office, wondering if he should risk a weapon. A day ago, he would have, but now, knowing the team was coming, he thought better of it. Just his luck he'd get himself killed hours before the team raided the place.

"Here, I forgot I brought this for you."

Trenton looked over his shoulder and smiled. "How'd you know I love cheese?" He took the pack of cheese slices and crackers that Ben held out to him.

"I didn't. It's one of my favorites too. I looked around the house and took what was easy to smuggle in for you. I wish I could do more."

"This helps more than you know. Usually, I'm too sore to notice the hunger, but I feel a lot better after I eat. When I get out of here, I'm going to drink a ton of water, then find a huge pitcher of lemonade and down it."

"Don't forget Faith's meatballs," Ben reminded him.

"I could never forget those. She learned to make them at a friend's house and won't share the recipe with me. I have no idea what she does to make them taste so good, but they're amazing." He allowed himself to get lost in memories for a moment, then shook his head. "I'll worry about food and drink once I'm out of here."

Ben nodded. "Hopefully, soon. They wanted to come in fast, but had to plan."

"It's why we are so good at what we do. We don't go in until we have a plan for every situation." He ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up. "Look freshly fucked?"

Ben frowned. "I'm sorry about that. I shouldn't have let you—"

"Hey, I offered. It's okay. This whole situation is fucked up. Don't think about what we just did. You are the only reason I have hope I might live to see my next birthday. What just happened is part of keeping us both alive." He ate the cheese as he spoke, knowing time was limited. "Listen, in a perfect world this shit never happens, but this world is far from perfect. We do what we have to and deal with it. Do you know how many lives you're saving by doing what you did? Do you know what kind of a hero you are?"

"If I was any kind of hero I would have walked out and reported this place the first day I found out how big the operation was. I might not rape and beat people, but I'm still no better than anyone out there. I should have done more sooner." Ben shook his head. "Don't tell me different. We both know it's true."

"Listen, I don't know what your boss told you. You believed they were going to take the ring down. You had no way of knowing they were working with the traffickers. Now you know and you did the right thing."

"I don't know how you can't hate me."

"I hate the men who rape and beat me. I hate the men who make young girls cry. I don't hate someone who was trying to do the right thing but was misled with lies." Trenton shoved the last cracker into his mouth.

Ben filled a glass with water and handed it to him.

After drinking it down, Trenton looked up at him. "No signs of crumbs?"

"You're good." Ben nodded. "Do I look satisfied?"

"Not with that frown on your face. Play the role just a little while longer, then we'll both be out of here." He gripped Ben's arm. "Again, thank you for contacting them."

"You're welcome."

Letting Ben lead him back to the cage, Trenton felt more hope than he had since he'd been taken. He wasn't free yet, but he would be soon.