FIRE (Elite Forces Series Book 2) by Hilary Storm, Kathy Coopmans Page B

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 fuck 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 fuck?” 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 fucking cock twitches in perfect timing to show me it still works after all the torture. Well, fuck, 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 fucked 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 fucker 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 fuck 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 fuck if I’m in a hospital or not, nor do I care I have an IV in my arm. I’ll rip the fucker 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 fucking 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.
    “Glad to see you awake, Kaleb. I’m Doctor Weiss.” He saunters in and sits in a chair on the opposite side of the bed from Jade with what I assume is my chart in his hand.
    “Tell me when I can get the hell out of here.” I’m assuming he’s paying attention to Jade and not me by the way he’s staring at her.  If this little shit doesn’t take his eyes off of my woman, wrapped up and bruised body or not, I’m going to beat his ass before I shove those nerdy glasses down his throat and stick my foot up his ass.
    “Kaleb. You’ll go home when you're healed and not a damn