Broken Bond by C.J. Primer

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VANESSA

“Callum,” I whine, squirming atop the soft cotton sheets. Bright sunlight pours in through the window across from my bed, illuminating him in all his naked glory.

He only grunts in response.

I bury my hands in his hair, tugging on the strands. “C’mon, we have to leave

this room,” I pant, a little tremor

wracking my body as he hits a

particularly sensitive spot. “We at least

have to eat…”

He lifts his head with an arched brow,

licking his lips and hitting me with a

panty-melting smirk. “What do you think I’m trying to do down here?” He lowers his head between my thighs again

before I can respond, his tongue lashing against my clit, earning a hoarse moan from my lips.

“I… I… oh god, right there…” I babble, my back arching off the bed as he screws a finger into my tight hole again, curving it upwards to press against that same spot inside that has me falling to pieces against his face.

I’ve lost count of how many orgasms he’s wrung out of me since we locked

ourselves in here last night. We went at least three rounds before I passed out

from exhaustion, but an hour later, I

woke up to Callum between my legs

again. That same cycle repeated throughout the night- an hour or two of

sleep, incredible, mind-blowing sex,

followed by a little more sleep then even

more action. I’ve been fucked so

thoroughly that it’s a wonder I’m still

whole.

“C’mon babe,” Cal coaxes, his words vibrating against my clit tortuously.” Give me one more.”

For a second, I doubt if I have it in me, but

then he presses against that spot again, suctioning his mouth over my clit, and I’m proven wrong. Deliciously, gloriously, wrong. I cry out as I come undone, a wave of pleasure making me jolt and tremble until I’m a writhing, panting mess atop the sheets. 2

A deviant grin spreads across Callum’s face as he crawls back up my body, his lips shining with my desire. He runs his tongue languidly over them before leaning down to capture my own in a toe- curling kiss. I taste myself on his lips and tongue, moaning into his mouth as my hands explore the hard planes of his chest. Then he releases my lips with a loud pop, rolling sideways to flop down

on the bed beside me with a satisfied

smirk on his face.

“Still wanna leave this room?” he asks

with a mischievous glint in his eye, reaching over to pinch my nipple.

I yelp, squirming away from him before he can get his hands on me again. My legs are wobbly as I climb out of bed, padding

over to the dresser to retrieve some

clothes. I feel Callum’s heated stare

cotton shorts, and a loose t-shirt, combing

him.

my stomach rumbling its

he finally

room to collect his

the floor. I lean

the dresser oddly entranced

watch him pull them on. It’s like

then disappearing beneath the

a hard, claiming kiss on my lips, leaving me dizzy and breathless by the

nod wordlessly, taking his offered hand and allowing him to lead me out of the

room.

the smell of bacon down the

we arrive

of my head at the sight of the spread laid out on the kitchen table. Chase

two seats side by side, near- empty plates in front of them. My mouth hangs open, my shocked eyes snapping to

you guys would be hungry,” Vee winks,

she and Chase exchange smug glances.

even a tray of blueberry muffins. I’m still in a state of shock because in my months of living here, Chase and Vee have only actually cooked a handful of times. This must’ve taken a lot of work- and if I know my friend, a lot of patience. Chase is clueless in the kitchen. I remember them bickering

tried

her make enchiladas for dinner

the food spread out before us. He gives it a passing glance,

already

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him in the ribs, my face

embarrassment as I avert

snorts, poorly concealing

Vee loses herself in a fit

of giggles.

prude, Ness,” Vienna laughs. “It’s not like you guys were the only

reaching over to run

down his chest. She drags

under the table, and

jerks, I

her hand landed.

harder, dropping into a chair

them and avoiding Vee’s gaze as I start to pile food onto

you as a screamer,” Vienna teases, plucking a piece of bacon from the platter in the

enough,” I admonish, my eyes snapping back up to meet hers.

her head on another

“I’m just messing with you, girl! I’m glad you two made up.” She turns her gaze on Callum, narrowing her eyes and pointing a finger. “Now don’t fuck it up.”

rolls his eyes, pulling out the chair beside me and sinking into it.

a hand onto

it a little squeeze in

and

in for a kiss, but before his lips can meet mine, I lift

my teeth into it, groaning in satisfaction at the sweet taste on my tongue. I know better than to let him distract me

sustenance in me.

grunts in discontentment,

as his

on my mouth.

not

he said

for lost time, but

demand around a mouthful of muffin, flicking my head toward the

on the table.

a sigh, leaning forward begrudgingly to start

up quite the appetite. It’s like I can’t get the food in my mouth fast enough- I wolf down the muffin, then start shoveling in forkfuls of breakfast potatoes, so

up to

breaking stride to gulp

glad to see

help but crack a smile.

Not just as Vee’s mate, either; he became a real friend to me. And he has a point, I was barely eating