FIRE (Elite Forces Series Book 2) (8 page)

“Goddamn it,” I roar.  I know my brother and that lopsided smirk on his face. The way he’s gloating, he knows he’s found my weakness. Ty isn’t looking at the dead bodies on the ground. Not him, no, his eyes are on Jade, blazing with satisfied revenge.

“Yes. That’s my fucking brother,” I say to all of their backs as I stalk furiously out the door.

I’ve made the call to my superior to let him know I’ve landed and my exact location. I’ve paced the floor while they set up. My heart clenched at the idea of watching that tape, and now I can’t believe Kaleb just had to live through all of that a second time.  I’m trained for shit like this and had to close my eyes a few times. Reliving his nightmare all over again is killing me.  Listening to the sound of my voice when I saw him hanging there brought back all the fucked-up flashbacks of the reality of that night.  It hurts me to watch him suffer like this.

I’ve followed him to his own cabin and refuse to let him isolate himself and relive this shit over and over.  I told him I was in this with him, and I don’t care if he’s angry or not, I’m going in.  I hear the slam of the bathroom door, so I try to open it, only to find he’s locked it.

I’ve never seen him this angry and it scares me.  I hope he won’t do anything drastic without the rest of us, but I know he’s going to try to shelter me from all of this.               

“Kaleb.  Please let me help.”  I lean my forehead against the door, not knowing what to say to get him to open it.  I can hear him throwing up, and it’s killing me to know his brother was that damn close, but I jumped the gun to save Kaleb.  If I would’ve held strong like I was ordered to do, we could’ve scoped the area like we were supposed to and have the count before we went in.  I wish I could say I wouldn’t do the same thing again, but I would.  I hope like hell I’m never put in the same type of situation again.

He’s running the water now, and I’m relieved to hear he’s no longer throwing up.  I can hear him brushing his teeth and then just the sound of the water continues.  He's gone silent.

“Kaleb.  I told you to open this door.  I’m here to help….” The door swings open and I stop yelling over the change in the air.  He looks different. He’s pasty with a strange look of uncontrollable fear on his face.

“You can’t fucking help me.  I need a few minutes to deal with this shit, and then I’ll find you.”

“I’m not leaving you.”  I stand firm.  He’s not forcing me out of this. 

“Jade.  I need a fucking minute.  Goddammit.  Give me a fucking minute.  I wish like fuck I could go to the gym or go for a damn run, but right now, I’m trying to figure out how to deal with all of this aggression.  You need to go, and I’ll find you when I’m chilled the fuck out.”  He comes out of the bathroom and looks straight into my face, trying to intimidate me into leaving.  I don’t buy his move and won’t play his games. I look into his eyes and let the same fear and determination stare right back at him. I’m not giving up on this, on him. I will not back down.

“I’m not fucking leaving.  Work it out on me.”  He has aggression, and I can’t think of a better way to work it out than to fuck me senseless. He’s crazy if he thinks he needs a damn gym right now.  There’s no way he needs to be lifting weights. He can work around his wounds again; we did it today on the plane. We can do it again.  I’m sure we can figure something out. Together.

“No.”  His response is steady and directly in front of my face.

“Why not?”  I reply firmly, without flinching, even when he’s trying to act like a fucking giant towering over me.                 

“Because I’m ready to fuck something up, Jade.  I’m not going to take this out on you.” His words are brittle, and I can see the chaos in his eyes.

“I can handle you, Kaleb.  Please, don't shut me out.  I just got you back.”  He looks at me closely, his eyes still filled with a desperation that worries me. He’s seeking me out too.

“Jade.  You don't know what you're asking for.”  He walks away from me toward the kitchen, leaving me to turn off the water he left running in the bathroom.  I look around the room to see if there's any sign of what he was truly doing in here, but I see nothing broken, except the leftover shadows of his pent-up anger.

I look into the mirror and stop instantly when I see how tired I look.  The last few weeks have been very trying, and it doesn't appear to get better anytime soon. I look worn and my features show how mentally and physically exhausted I am.  I hear his footsteps coming back, but I don't move from the mirror.  I just allow my eyes to meet his when he steps in behind me.

“I'm sorry.  I’m just fucking livid that he knows about you now.”

“We don't know that.”

“Yes, we do.  He’ll come for you just to get to me.”

“Then shouldn't you keep me close instead of pushing me away?”  I watch his facial expression as he processes my words soften just slightly.  He places a hand on the counter on each side of me, closing me in.

We both look into each other's eyes until he begins to talk.  “He's a fucking monster, and now that he thinks I have something he needs, he’ll be using all of his resources to get to me.”

“So we go to him.  We get your guys to locate him, then go finish the job.”  I won't let his brother destroy him.  He's already done enough damage, and I'll be damned if I let him continue to tear him apart or hurt him anymore.

“You're fearless.  And that scares the shit out of me.”  I’m not fearless, not when it comes to him. I’m scared out of my mind. I want a normal life with him. But we won’t have it until Kaleb is free from this nightmare.  I’m not going to tell him that. If I do, he’ll shut me out completely.

“Kaleb.  I've worked my entire career to become a soldier who can take on dangerous missions.  The one thing they didn't prepare me for, is you.  I'm not supposed to have the urge to break all the rules, but you've changed me.  I want you.  I want you safe.  I want you happy.  And I want you healthy.  If anything interferes with that, I'm going to struggle keeping it low key, so I can stand by to watch.  I won't apologize for going to you when I noticed they were about to piss on you.  Those fuckers deserved to die, and I made it happen.  Tell me you'd act any differently if it was me out there, and I'll call you a liar.”  He finally smirks just slightly before he leans into my shoulder to kiss my neck.

“You're so fuckin’ feisty and sexy.  This badass is all mine.  Fuck, I'm glad you're on my side.”  His hands move around to the front of my body, and he practically covers my entire torso with them.  He slides two fingers between my legs over the top of my shorts, and I look into his eyes through the mirror.  I'm not sure if my look is challenging him or encouraging him to continue, but he reads me loud and clear.  His fingers drag my shirt up my stomach and then he slips his hand into the front of my shorts.

I welcome the change in his eyes and even open my legs wider for him to have better access.

“You really want me to take my aggression out on you?”  I nod, giving him the response I hope he was looking for.  He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls it tightly, forcing me to look into the mirror at him.

“I've been warning you about this, Jade.”

I'm not sure if he's hoping to scare me away with his little threats, but I'm not going anywhere.  I place my hand over his and push his finger, so that he's giving me more pressure against my clit.  I know this will be my silent acceptance to his warnings, and I'm not disappointed when he takes his hand out abruptly before he becomes a complete alpha.  He still has his hands wrapped in my hair, tugging it even tighter just before he pulls me into his chest, my face turned, so I can see his cheek before he speaks directly into my ear.  “Clothes off.  Now.”

He releases my hair, and I watch him through the mirror as I slide each garment off in a slow, teasing way.  I smile at him when he reaches between my legs to pinch my clit.  “Bend over the sink.  Watch your face while I take what's mine.”  I do what he says, but try to watch him instead.  He's the one I want to see.  He sees me searching for him and yanks my legs apart wider.  “I said, look at your face, Jade.  Watch how it changes when I pleasure you.”  I quickly obey as he slides two fingers into me.  He bends to kiss my back, only to quickly stand again.  “Fuck.  I'm going to kill that motherfucker for fucking up my legs.  I just want to taste you.”  I move without hesitation and climb onto my knees on the counter.  He goes for my pussy instantly.  His nibbles are perfect, and I love that he's not even being soft.  His beard gives the perfect friction to my hungry nerves.  I'm fully exposed to him and loving every move he makes.

He slips his thumb into my ass and two fingers into my pussy, moving them in and out while he talks to me.

“You see, I even thought of this right here.”  He continues to finger fuck me roughly, and I work to balance myself before he shoves me into the mirror.  He grips my hair again, forcing me to look into his eyes.

“Tell me you thought of me behind you.  Tell me you wanted me to fill you again just like I did in the desert.”  I nod very slowly, his tight grip only allowing me to move slightly.  “Get down here.  I want to watch your eyes in this mirror.”  I move my feet back down to the floor and spread them apart for him.

Watching him unzip his pants and start stroking his cock is the perfect tease for me.  He works his hand up and down his length a few seconds and even hits his palm with it, sending a loud hammer sound through the room. 
Shit, he's very hard and that was sexy as hell
.  He smacks my ass with it before he starts to rub the tip over my entrance.

“Tell me, Jade.  Do you want me in your ass?  Or do you want it from behind?”  I really don't care what he does as long as he fucks me.

“Just please, fuck me, Kaleb.”  He watches my face while he slides his cock into my pussy, slowly pulling my hair into a grip again.  He forces my face forward, and I watch his eyes darken.  He's in his element.  I've never seen him sexier than he is right this very moment.

He slams into me hard, sending pain into my legs with each thrust.  I take his aggression while he grips my hips and fucks me.  He moves his hands over my breasts and grips them both to use for leverage to pull me into him with each thrust.  When that isn't enough, he grabs my shoulders and drives into me harder and faster.  My orgasm swarms all around me, but doesn't happen until he grips my throat, squeezing with enough force to cause my pussy to clench around his hard, massive cock.  I welcome the rush over my body as he sends his heat deep into me with his final thrusts.

My legs are burning from the friction against the counter, but I don't dare move.  I bask in the feeling of him deep inside me, while his cock twitches its way back to normal.  We both breathe heavily in the mirror until he finally pulls out of me. I’m thoroughly fucked and immensely satisfied when he turns me around to face him.  Without a word, he lifts me onto the countertop and kisses me like he’ll never have the chance again.  He’s demanding my mouth to open wide while his tongue invades. Taking and tasting and delivering a quench to the thirst I’ve felt since we first left for Mexico.  If he keeps this up, I’ll be squirming to have him between my legs every moment of the day. 

I missed this man, and I'm so relieved I get to have this with him after I thought it was over. After seeing him in the hospital bed so weak and confused then torn up inside, while he sheltered his feelings of hurt and anger from everyone.

I love Kaleb Maverick whether he’s soft, sweet, hard, or demanding. He’s mine, and I’ll kill his brother if given the chance for even thinking of trying to take him away from me.

“You feel like a shower?”  He speaks against my cheek as he pulls away.  I nod and let him carry me the few feet to his large shower.  He was correct in saying he would fuck me until we both couldn’t walk. My legs will be bruised from his force, but he seems to be walking fine. Next time, I may have to remedy that.

He cherishes me like the soft Kaleb I know while we’re in the shower.  I can tell by his touch he’s trying to appreciate every inch of my skin.  He’s in deep thought, so I just let him slide his hands over my wet body as he chooses.  He’s such a complex man, and it prides me to know somehow, some way, I am the woman he chose to consume.  I can’t even remember how boring my life was without him.

The water begins to get cold before he finishes.  He turns it off and slides two towels in from around the glass door.  He still hasn’t said a word when we both step out onto the rug.

His perfect body is on display for me, and I don’t waste time not appreciating it.  He watches me as I wrap my towel around my chest, then wraps his own around his waist.  His hand brushes my ass when he walks by to leave me to get ready.  Before he passes, he turns my face to him for a kiss.  This one is slow and understanding.  Like we’ve made it through the angry aggression and now we both realize we’re here for each other.

“I’m going to call my parents and Mallory while I’m making us something to eat.” I focus on drying my hair with my towel. The steam is billowing out of the bathroom behind us after I take a few steps into his bedroom.

“You do that. I’m going to check in with the guys and see if we can get a plan started. I want this over with. I can’t live my damn life outside of here, not knowing what his next move is going to be. We need to find him and strike first. This time, he’s not escaping.” With all the numerous emotions scouring through the both of us right now, I’m glad he’s going to check in with the guys. They need to know he’s doing alright.  They’ve driven down this road of mass destruction right along with both of us, their anger and fear bleeding as much as ours.

“I love you,” I say tenderly, the words sweetly escaping like I want them to. Even though he’s not going to be that far away from me and we’re all safe here, I still hate the fact I can’t watch over him and be there to help him if he loses his shit again. I’m not an idiot. I know damn well he’s going to study that tape and repeat every line and angle of it over and over until he’s satisfied he hasn’t missed a thing. If he needs this, I’ll give it to him, but I’ll be right here if he needs me.