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Ice (Elite Forces #1)(37)

By:Hilary Storm & Kathy Coopmans


"May this day go well, so I can soon feel a dick filling my sweet pussy.  Because I'm not afraid to lick my way to the tip and get me some  nice-tasting liquid. I've got the ass that'll have him beggin', so let  this day go down in the history books as bangin'.... As Mr. Action  says." I clear my throat and pause as I feel the glare from Kaleb  igniting me. "It's time to get this motherfucker, so I can keep my  reputation as the Sniper they're all hating." The guys erupt in  hysterical laughter, and I know this won't be the end of the back and  forth banter between this group and I. I'm made for this shit. Having so  many brothers prepared me for a day like today. I need them to see I'm  not all ice. There's a little fire inside there too.                       
       
           



       

"Alright, alright. We can do this shit back at the compound when we  celebrate this mission. Until then …  Not another word about pussy and  dick or licking any fucking thing. I want all focus on this damn mission  and getting me home for the time off I need. I think I'm going to need  more after that fucking speech." I know I'm getting to him and that's  okay, because he's already fucking got to me. I get near him and feel  his intensity. It doesn't hurt for him to feel the same.



"Here's the house. We're going in at this point, then Ice and Bullet  will head to the top of this building. It's late out and that's far  enough away from the house that you should be clear of their bullshit  security spotting you. Bullet knows the entryway, so Ice, just stick  close to him. The rest of us will split up and go here …  and here." He  points to the opposite sides of the house. From the looks of the map,  this house is on the edge of a small village. Thoughts go through my  head instantly about the very huge possibility that I'll run into the  same nightmare as I did the last mission. Taking a deep breath, I  prepare myself for just that. I have to do what it takes to make sure we  all get out of there alive and fully intact.

"We get him alive and take him home. Steele will be listening in the  chopper and will drop down for all of us right here. Once you hear the  clear, get your asses to that chopper that will drop between the house  and where Ice and Bullet are watching us." Everyone shifts just slightly  as he stands to place his knives and guns in their places on his body.  We all follow his lead, and I get a feel of the rifle he hands me.

"It's go time. Get back in the truck and let the old man get us to our  locations. He knows this area and will be vital to us moving around  tonight." Three o'clock in the morning and we're off. All the guys  follow his orders, and I follow behind, knowing he'll have something to  say to me before we leave.

"Please be smart out there. I want you safe."

"Kaleb. You know I'm great at what I do. I'll be fine. Don't baby me, damn it."

"I'm not. I just can't wait to fucking go away somewhere with you and have all of this shit behind us."

"What did you say, four days and we're leaving? You can wait that long." I choke back a laugh.

"I sure as fuck hope I can wait that long to feel you around my dick.  Quit your damn testing me or I'll make you regret that shit when we get  back."

"Oh, I sure hope you do." His eyes widen, and he's visibly struggling. I  know if we had even five minutes, he'd pull me to the side and fuck me  good. I wish we had ten minutes, but we don't. After this mission, we'll  have a few weeks together and can make up for it then.

"You be safe, Kaleb. I'll be watching your ass for you."

"I know you will." We both look into each other's eyes without any  further words. Our eyes are screaming to say more, but the time doesn't  allow it. I turn to walk away and feel the depth of his stare as I do.  This team has to feel the chemistry from us. I don't know what the hell I  was thinking when I thought we could hide this.

Tank hits the top of the truck twice, and the old man starts to move us.  "He won't be stopping, just slowing down, so be ready to drop and roll  when it's time." Tank starts to instruct all of us on the drop. When  it's time, we get the signal, and I go. The rifles are tossed out in  their protective bags right behind us, and we quickly throw them over  our shoulders and move to get out of sight. Trying to keep my heart  calm, I try to zero in on Kaleb and the reason I want to get this over  with soon.

"Here." Bullet is moving quickly, and I stay on his heels until we're  moving on the roof of a building. It's rectangular-shaped, and one end  faces the direction we need to be watching. We set up near each other in  the center of the wall and start looking for our team. The first drop  is made, and I listen to them talk in my ear as we wait for the second.  My heart is pounding. I'm sweating. I want this done.

They're all moving in on the target quickly, and I look for any sign of  anything I would need to shoot. So far, it's very quiet and I hate it.  Why is it so fucking quiet? The guys are breathing, I can hear them in  my ears, so I know they're all good, but I just have an eerie feeling. I  stand to look behind us and see no signs of life. Trying to feel more  relaxed, I face forward again and watch through my scope.

I finally see movement from one of our guys and signal to Bullet that  I'm watching the front. He takes the back. Our guys move in, and I watch  them take out a man with a knife. Kaleb and Harris are both in my  sight, and I watch the surrounding area, waiting for so much as a  fucking plant to move. They make their way inside, and we lose  visibility of our team as all fucking hell blows up in that house.                       
       
           



       

The sounds of gunshots and screaming have me desperately listening for  the voices I want to hear most. "Where is Al-Quaren?" Kaleb begins  yelling, and Harris starts to speak in foreign, trying to get them to  talk. I keep hearing gunshots and then notice movement in the front. Our  team is all inside, so I know it's not one of ours.

Bullet sends off a shot and starts talking quietly. "You have them  coming in. We're shooting out here." I send off two shots, taking out  two in my view, quickly seeing three more ambushing the house quickly. I  work fast to take them all out, hearing just as many shots coming from  Bullet.

"Get the fuck out of there. There's a fuck ton coming your way. NOW,  Fire. Get the fuck out now." I start shooting as fast as I'm trained to  do, not missing a single shot, but knowing at least one got past me. I  have eleven shots before I have to reload.

"There are too many of these fuckers. Get the fuck out. Get the chopper  here, now. We have to move." Bullet starts giving orders, and I'm not  sure if that makes it official or not.

"I have his ass, Fire. He's under the floor. I want to blow his fucking  head off more than anything, but I'm holding him. I need someone back  here, he's got four kids with him." Jackson's voice is desperate and  loud in my ears.

"You sure it's him?" Kaleb questions.

"Yes, all three markings are here. Get back here and help me pull him out of this hole."

"Stone, get the fuck back there and tell him to move or we'll blow his  ass up." I hear Kaleb giving orders and more shots going off. I get a  small break in movement, so I reload, preparing for whatever is sent my  way. Bullet shoots once more, and we both begin our scan of the area  again.

"Come on, motherfucker. Crawl out of there." Listening to the sounds of  the team fight their way to get him out makes my adrenaline rush even  harder. I can hear them all struggle, and I wish we were in there to  help.

"Okay. Fuck, we've got him out. Get the chopper here now." Kaleb sounds  frustrated, and I can hear the loud sounds of the rest of the guys  making their way out of the house. Bullet and I watch until the sounds  of the chopper are near. The team has moved outside, and there's no sign  of any movement, so we start to move to the chopper, one at a time,  just like we're supposed to do.

We run like there's someone chasing us, and we both make it into our new  positions before the rest of them move. We watch the area and give them  the clear to move.

"All clear, Fire. Move now," Bullet orders them to the chopper, and I  watch through my scope. I see movement after they've all moved out of  the house, so I take the shot. I hear Bullet begin to shoot and cringe,  knowing what this means as I take down at least five more guys. Harris  has Al-Quaren, and the other guys are following him, shooting as they  move forward.

"Get him the fuck in that chopper!" Kaleb yells. We take two more down,  then they begin to run. Harris forces Al-Quaren onto the chopper and  shoves him out of the way, holding him down. They all start to jump on  around us, and I stay focused on their backs. Kaleb is last in line, and  I watch him turn to look when more shots are fired. Men move in  quickly, surrounding the last of them, and I shoot as fast as I can,  taking out every single one I can get in my view. The rest of the team  continues to move, but Kaleb turns to fire.