FIRE (Elite Forces #2)(15)
Did they kill the piece of shit? Damn it, I need to know.
“He’s stabilized, but hell, we have to get him to the hospital. Where the hell is Steele with that chopper?” Bullet is barking orders loudly, and I wish I had it in me to tell him to shut the f*ck up, so I can hear her. He doesn’t know how to tone down his voice when he’s excited.
“Are you positive he’s strong enough to make the trip? Or should we take him to a hospital here?” There she is. My brave girl. I need to see her to know if this is real, or if I’m hallucinating on my f*cked-up trip to hell. I blink, trying to force my eyes open again. My eyes are drier than the damn desert we are in, but damn it, they open. Barely.
“Kaleb,” she speaks softly. I continue to work my eyes up and down repeatedly until I’m staring into the eyes of the most stunning woman I will ever see in my life. She’s a sight for these strained, sore eyes. A vision I’ve held on to since the last time I saw her up close.
“Fucking tell me this shit is real?” I bite out, only to go into a coughing fit that practically dislodges my windpipe from my lungs. “I’m right here. We all are. Don’t try to talk.” On a normal day, the warmth from her hand in mine would be enough to calm me down, but not tonight.
“I need water,” I choke out. “There’s some right here.” I follow her movements with my eyes. I’ll admit to anyone I’m scared to have her out of my sight. Knowing she’s safe is all the medicine I need right now. Fuck going to the hospital.
Jade is calm and seems so delicate when she helps me lift my head, bringing a bottle of water to my lips. It’s cold and feels good going down my throat, until I start coughing again. The small sips she’s giving me keep dribbling down my chin.
“Baby, please. I can’t imagine how you feel, but for me, close your eyes and rest. Steele should be here any minute. You’re safe. I have you and we're going home.” Call me a *, a dick, or a spineless bastard, I really couldn’t give a f*ck, but hearing her call me baby along with the love in her voice is enough for me not to argue with her.
Hell, one minute, my body feels the fire from every stinging strike from being whipped and punched, then the next, I feel like I’m lying naked in a tub of ice. I smile at the thought of the word ice. Her call name. I drift back to sleep, warm this time instead of freezing and shivering, because the next time I’m lying naked it sure as f*ck isn’t going to be hanging from a damn tree. It’s going to be inside of her.
I wake from a nightmare, or is it reality? I’m not sure. Desperation sets in as I try to figure that out. I can’t lift my arms or move my feet. “What the f*ck?” I yell while I try to adjust my eyes to the blinding lights.
“Hey, calm down. You're going to be okay. We’re back in the States in a hospital in San Antonio.” Jade’s once again at my side. Christ almighty. I’ve never wanted to see anyone like I do her now. She literally takes my breath away. Her hair is in a messy bun, and she has a little makeup on her face. Her low-cut tank top shows the cleavage to her perfect tits, and my f*cking cock twitches in perfect timing to show me it still works after all the torture. Well, f*ck, at least I know being hit and punched in my dick didn’t break it. Now, I can say this is a dream come true, not a nightmare. I prayed for days to see her again, even if it was like this.
“I’m calm.” I try to lift my hands up in surrender, but they won’t budge.
“You have an IV in your arm. Stay still, damn it.” She places my arm back straight and I wince slightly from the tightness of my skin. I’m all kinds of f*cked up. Now that I’m awake, I have questions. A hell of a lot of them. Questions I’m not ready to ask yet because I’m afraid of the answers.
Plus, I don’t want to interrupt her smell invading my nose. There were moments I thought I’d never see her again. Let alone have the chance to inhale her sensual smell. God, it sucks not to be able to move and touch her like I so badly want to. I’m desperate, half groggy, and one horny f*cker with her this close to me.
“If you’re my nurse, then I demand you take your clothes off.” The look she gives me lets me know that isn’t going to happen.
“I need to get the doctor in here.” She stands, leaning over me, and those damn tits of hers are right in my face. I’m going to kill her for this. No, I take that back. I’m going to f*ck those tits and tease her while I hold back a release from her on purpose, as a punishment for taunting me like this.
“What?” The innocent look on her face would make a normal man believe she has no idea what she’s doing, but I’m not normal. Far from it.
“You put those tits in my face again, and I don’t give a f*ck if I’m in a hospital or not, nor do I care I have an IV in my arm. I’ll rip the f*cker out. Then I’ll tear that barely-there shirt off of you and slide my cock between your tits. Then I’ll glide it straight into your mouth, where you can say you’re f*cking sorry.”
“I hate to break this to you, Sir. You won’t be using that big dick of yours for a long time. Although,” she leans in close, her shiny lips within a few inches of mine. “There’s no need to try to get all alpha on me and punish me for anything. I’ll glide you into my mouth without any encouragement from your pissed-off mouth.” Before I can respond, a man in blue scrubs walks in.