Broken Bond by C.J. Primer

Chapter 37

37

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

as I tug on a pair of panties, cotton shorts, and a loose t-shirt, combing my fingers through my hair before whirling

him.

stomach rumbling its

he finally rolls out

roaming the room to

clothes from the floor. I

the dresser

him pull them on. It’s like

beneath the fabric of

dizzy and breathless by the time he pulls back and palms

hand and allowing him to lead me out of

room.

of bacon down

we arrive in the

eyes nearly bug out of my head at the sight of the spread laid

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

be hungry,” Vee winks,

as she and

the impressive breakfast spread. There’s a hefty plate of bacon, a towering stack of pancakes, eggs, breakfast potatoes, and 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

tried to coach

her make enchiladas

spread out before us. He gives it a passing

I already

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the ribs,

I

snorts, poorly concealing

while Vee loses herself in a fit

of giggles.

laughs. “It’s not like you guys were the only ones in this house getting some last

glance, reaching over to run

his chest. She drags

under the

body jerks, I

her hand

dropping into a chair

I start to pile food

a piece of bacon from the platter in the center

my eyes snapping back up to meet

throws back her head

me under the table. “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

rolls his eyes, pulling out the chair beside me and sinking into it. “I won’t,”

a

it a little

smile coyly and he starts to

his lips

it, groaning in satisfaction at the sweet taste on my tongue. I know

sustenance in me.

in discontentment, adjusting

as his

on my mouth.

this guy not have an

he said

lost time, but jeez…

of muffin, flicking my head toward the food

on the table.

forward begrudgingly to start filling

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

of a stare on me, I glance up to

stride to gulp down a sip of orange

nothing,” Chase smirks. “Just glad to see your

cut him a glare, though I can’t help but crack a smile. Chase was

I was nursing my broken heart. Not just as Vee’s mate, either; he became a real friend

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