Awakening My Vicious Underground Biker Husband

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apered into a tight, ridged abdominal wall and deep, defined inguinal lines-the razor-sharp V of his hips carving down into heavily muscled, hair-du

ed with antiseptic wash, soaked a larg

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rom his skin. The heat rising from his muscular frame was intense, smelling

uscle of his upper thigh, dangerously close to his

lancing up

scarred temple. His eyes remained shut, submerged in deep metabol

mbled deep in his broad chest, and his heavy, masculine frame showed the subtle, unden

, spinal reflexes were simply conf

, my voice a calm, detached

g his immense two-hundred-and-twenty-pound frame onto his left side. H

crum, and buttocks, ensuring not a single mil

pulled out a heavy-duty, high-absorbency adult clinical brief-a medi

othed the front panel up over his pelvis. My gloved fingers worked with surgical speed

k, surveying

a ruthless warlord whose very name made federal agents sweat-swaddled secur

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dragging my body into a heavy, restl

d sunk into deep, stagnant shadows-night had fallen hours ago, leaving

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crete to the edge of the bed. I reached out and p

ath my hand w

tightening with an immediate

at least 103 degrees. His liver and lymphatic system were dumping the neutralized Fugu m

arp, clawed at the

eat. I was a combat surgeon. Panic

lled it with ice-cold water from my portable c

with his respiratory system still rebooting, pumping him

er cameras. Down here, in the belly of this concr

ed the freezing towel firmly against his forehead, t

skin as the cold cloth met the scor

ion as I wiped down his collarbones, his broad shoulders, and the dense, inked expanse of his p

h my hands, his breathing shallow and

tepping over to the steel basin on the side tabl

g quiet of the room, a

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gainst the concrete floor. Freezing water and ice cubes exploded ac

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