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

shorts, and a loose t-shirt, combing my fingers

him.

I demand, my stomach rumbling its

sigh, he

bed, roaming the room to collect his

clothes from the

dresser

him pull them

strip-tease, his defined muscles rippling, then disappearing beneath the fabric of his clothes. Once he’s fully

over to me and plants a hard, claiming kiss on my lips, leaving me dizzy and breathless by the time he pulls back and palms my ass with a possessive

nod wordlessly, taking his offered hand and allowing

room.

of

when we arrive

sight of the spread laid out

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

guys would be hungry,” Vee winks, gesturing to

and

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 him

helping her make enchiladas

spread out before us. He gives it a passing glance, then turns to

already ate,

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in the ribs, my face

as I avert

poorly

loses herself in a fit

of giggles.

like you guys were the only ones

over to

chest. She drags it lower

it disappears under

his body jerks, I know

hand landed.

blush even harder, dropping into

and avoiding Vee’s gaze as I start to pile

a piece of bacon from the platter in the center of the table. “Then again,

snapping back up to

back her head

me under the table. “I’m just messing with you, girl! I’m glad you two made up.” She

eyes, pulling out the chair beside me and sinking into it. “I

grumbles, sliding a hand

giving it a little squeeze

coyly and he starts

in for a kiss, but before his lips can

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

sustenance in me.

grunts in discontentment, adjusting

slyly as his gaze remains locked

on my mouth.

guy not have

he said

time, but

muffin, flicking my

on the table.

begrudgingly to start filling

the appetite. It’s like I can’t get the food in my mouth fast enough- I wolf down the muffin, then

up to see Chase watching

breaking stride to gulp down a sip of orange juice.

smirks. “Just glad to see your appetite’s back.”

but crack a smile. Chase was there

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

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