Broken Bond by C.J. Primer

Chapter 14

14

VANESSA

The ride home is tortuously void of conversation. As soon as we get in the truck,

Cal cranks the stereo so loud that I can barely hear myself think. I elect to give him time to cool down, nibbling my lip nervously while I try to think of something, anything to say to alleviate the tension hanging thick in the cab of the truck. I come up empty, so I just stare out the windshield, sliding him occasional side-eyed glances.

His clenched jaw twitches. His fingers flex and tighten around the steering wheel, his knuckles going white. His throat bobs with every hard swallow, and his posture is so rigid that his muscles must be aching. Still, he says nothing.

My mind wanders, images of the gruesome scene in the band’s dressing room flashing through my brain.

Was it my fault?

Violence is never the answer, but then again, I was the first one to throw an elbow into someone’s gut. Maybe if I hadn’t, things wouldn’t have escalated the way they did. Maybe we could’ve laughed it off as a misunderstanding and walked out of there amicably.

Though judging by the look in Cal’s eyes when he stalked over to threaten the guy trying to grope me, a peaceful resolution wasn’t on the menu. There was nothing calm or understanding in those eyes; only dark, twisted rage. Rage that he unleashed on every man in that room who dared to step in his path of destruction.

It was scary as hell, seeing those guys come at him from all sides like that. Even scarier to see how easily he fought through all of them without even breaking a sweat. It was like he completely disconnected in that moment and became someone else.

Something else. Something savage.

And it was all in my defense. Is it wrong that it made me kinda hot?

I contemplate that while suffering through his silence until we finally reach the familiar forest road of the six-pack territory. Hoping the night is still salvageable, I decide to speak up in an effort to clear the air, abruptly leaning forward to turn down the volume on the stereo and glancing over at Callum.

“Can we go back to your place?” I ask cautiously, and he whips his head toward me so fast that I instinctively flinch.

“What?”

The cold edge to his tone catches me off guard and I draw a shallow breath, staring down at my hands and wringing them in my lap. “Well since our plans kind of imploded back there, I thought we could just hang out or something.” I shrug, looking up at the dark knight in the drivers’ seat. “It’s still early enough, right? Those jerks don’t have to ruin our whole night.

“Them?” Cal furrows his brow, shaking his head. “I was the one who lost control back there, Ness.”

I slide a hand over the center console, resting it on his forearm. His muscles flex underneath my palm as he handles the steering wheel in a death grip. “It’s okay,” I breathe.

“It’s not fucking okay,” he grits out. His fingers tighten around the wheel, his knuckles turning white again. “Don’t you get it?” Callum growls, darting me a glance. “I’m no good for you. I’m dangerous. I lose my shit and people get hurt.”

“You won’t hurt me,” I counter.

“How can you say that?” he scowls. “You don’t know half the shit I’ve done.”

“I don’t need to. I know you’re a good person.

face, shaking his head. The turn-off for Norbury appears around the bend ahead, but he makes no move to start slowing down

thumps against my ribs, my anxious mind spinning. His confession comes as no surprise- I know he fought in the war against the shadow pack. There were

Shouldn’t that

taking my silence as confirmation that he’s

already told him I don’t scare easy.

to face Callum

and a similar sound leaves my lips as I slam my palms against the ceiling to

me; he’s already

in

lip nervously as he navigates the streets of Norbury, whipping the truck into the parking lot of his apartment building and claiming a space. I unbuckle and hop out after he cuts the engine, and almost as soon as my feet hit the ground, he’s

shadows dance off the sharp lines of his features, giving his face this eerie, haunting quality as he leans in closer, his chest heaving with

not going to run,” I

he pushes off the truck, taking a step backwards and shaking

grabbing his face in both hands. I stare into the turquoise depths of his eyes, conveying my

my hips, his breathing ragged.

closer until we’re breathing each other’s air,

me what I should feel.”

My chest meets his

eyes opening to meet my defiant stare. “Don’t

barely left my lips when he slams his over mine. A jolt of electricity zings through me, sparks simmering between every point of contact of our skin. Cal muffles my gasp of surprise with his hungry mouth, palming my ass and lifting me into his arms,

he carries me down the dark hallway toward

hands pawing at my hips and my nails scoring the skin of his chest beneath his shirt. He tears it off over

my favorite color?” Callum growls, tucking a thumb under the thin strap of my crimson bralette

my skirt, shoving it down my hips. It hits the floor and I step out of it, relishing in the way Cal’s gaze wanders down to my matching red lace panties.

I might’ve bought this set with him

admiring my body with those stunning blue-green eyes. The way he’s looking at me has me feeling like

bare chest with both hands. “I want you, Callum,” I breathe, batting my lashes as my heart threatens to

again, fingers flexing against them as a pained groan escapes his lips. “You have no idea how fuckin’ bad I want you, Nessa.” He slides a hand up my belly, over the curve of my breast, then grabs my

pant. “I’m right here.”

mattress and pulses of white-hot want race through me,

while he rids himself of his pants and shoes. Then he advances toward me, a predatory gleam in his eye as he mounts the bed and climbs over

on a gasp as he grinds against me, my blood turning molten in my veins.

he growls, nipping the column of my

I gasp.

gentle, baby.” He squeezes my boob and a shiver races down my spine, goosebumps covering my skin as he grinds his clothed erection into my center again. Then his hand slides down my belly, dipping into

in my throat when

Christ, I’ve never been this wet. My little lace panties

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