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


    particrly 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 tongueshing 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 herest night. We went at least three rounds before I passed out


    from exhaustion, but an hourter, 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 Ie 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 tonguenguidly 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


    nes 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


    burning into my backside as I tug on a pair of panties, cotton shorts, and a loose t-shirt,bing my


    fingers through my hair before whirling back around to face


    him.


    “Food,” I demand, my stomach rumbling its agreement.


    With a resigned sigh, he finally rolls out


    of bed, roaming the room to collect his


    discarded clothes from the floor. I lean


    back against the dresser oddly entranced


    as I watch him pull them on. It’s like a


    reverse strip-tease, his defined muscles rippling, then disappearing beneath the fabric of his clothes.


    Once he’s fully


    dressed, Cal strides over to me and nts a hard, iming kiss on my lips, leaving me dizzy and


    breathless by the time he pulls back and palms my ass with a possessive squeeze. “Ready?”


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


    room.


    We follow the smell of bacon down the


    hallway, and when we arrive in the


    kitchen, my eyes nearly bug out of my head at the sight of the spreadid out on the kitchen table.


    Chase and Vienna are


    upying two seats side by side, near- empty tes in front of them. My mouth hangs open, my


    shocked eyes snapping to my friend in question.


    “Figured you guys would be hungry,” Vee winks, gesturing to the heaping tters


    of food as she and Chase exchange smug nces.


    My mouth waters as my eyes drift back down to the impressive breakfast spread. There’s a hefty te


    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 the kitchen. I remember them bickering


    nonstop when she tried to coach him


    through helping her make enchdas for dinner one night.


    Callum doesn’t seem phased by the food spread out before us. He gives it a passing nce, then turns


    to slide me a smirk. ”


    Well, I already ate, but…”


    2


    I elbow him in the ribs, my face burning


    in embarrassment as I avert my eyes.


    Chase snorts, poorly concealing his


    amusement while Vee loses herself in a fit


    of giggles.


    “Oh,e on, don’t be a prude, Ness,” Viennaughs. “It’s not like you guys were the only ones in this


    house getting somest night.” She flicks Chase a sultry


    little nce, reaching over to run her


    hand down his chest. She drags it lower


    until it disappears under the table, and


    when his body jerks, I know exactly


    where her handnded.


    I blush even harder, dropping into a chair


    across from them and avoiding Vee’s gaze as I start to pile food onto my te.


    “Never would’ve pegged you as a screamer,” Vienna teases, plucking a piece of bacon from the tter


    in the center of the table. “Then again, the sweet, innocent ones usually are…


    “That’s enough,” I admonish, my eyes snapping back up to meet hers.


    She throws back her head on another


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


    he grumbles, sliding a hand onto my


    thigh and giving it a little squeeze in


    reassurance. I smile coyly and he starts to


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


    between us and sink my 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 get some


    sustenance in me.


    Cal grunts in discontentment, adjusting


    himself slyly as his gaze remains locked


    on my mouth.


    Seriously, does this guy not have an ‘off’


    switch? I know he said he wanted to make


    up for lost time, but jeez…


    “Eat,” I demand around a mouthful of muffin, flicking my head toward the food


    on the table.


    He heaves a sigh, leaning forward begrudgingly to start filling his te.


    Our sex marathon worked 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 ravenous that I


    completely forget my table manners.


    Feeling the weight of a stare on me, I nce up to see Chase watching me with a smug grin on his lips.


    “What?” I mumble, only breaking stride to gulp down a sip of orange juice.


    “Oh nothing,” Chase smirks. “Just d to see your appetite’s back.”


    I cut him a re, though I can’t help but crack a smile. Chase was there for me


    when I was 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 barely eating during that time.


    Callum starts in on his breakfast as I


    continue devouring my own, Vee and Chase sitting across from us sharing a silent conversation with


    their eyes and facial expressions.


    “So, team…” Vienna leans forward,


    folding her hands in front of her. “Now


    that we’re all happy and in love and all


    the drama is behind us…”


    I snort, rolling my eyes at my friend and cutting Callum a smirk.


    “What are we going to do about Troy?”


    she finishes.


    I stop chewing, nearly dropping my fork as I whip my head toward Cal to gauge his reaction. He’s still


    calmly eating his breakfast, as if Vee didn’t just call


    attention to the giant elephant in the


    room.


    Chase clears his throat, tossing an arm over the back of Vienna’s chair. “If you want us to leave it


    alone, that’s your call,” he says, eyes focused on Callum beside me. “But personally, I’d like to see


    whether there’s any truth to my dad’s theory. If Troy had something to do with what happened that


    night, then he shouldn’t be able to get away with it.


    Justice should be served.” 2


    Cal’s throat bobs as he swallows down a bite of bacon, turning to me slowly. ”


    What do you think, babe?”


    I scrunch my nose, furrowing my brow. ”


    Me?”


    He nods. “We’re in this together now, right?”


    My chest swells with warmth, my heart fluttering. “Right,” I say, pulling my lower lip between my teeth


    and searching his eyes for an answer.


    Will it be too much for him to dredge this up again? Should we just leave it alone?


    “Don’t you think it was weird that he was right outside?” I ask cautiously.


    “I guess I never really thought about it,” Callum grumbles, leaning back with a


    heavy sigh and raking a hand through his


    hair. “He’s been there for all the worst


    moments of my life, the guy never misses


    an opportunity to see me fail.” 1


    The rasp in his voice and the concealed pain in his gaze serves as a stark


    reminder of what he recently confessed


    about his childhood; about who Troy really is. He’s nothing but a bully, an abuser who made Callum’s


    life hell just because they don’t share the same blood. The thought of him locking Cal away when he


    was young, tormenting him by burrowing into his psyche and making him feel like he didn’t matter


    enrages me to the point that my hands curl into fists. atop the table.


    “Chase is right, he shouldn’t get away with it,” I grit out. I look Callum in the eye, dropping my voice


    lower. “With any


    of it.”


    He nods slowly, his gaze dropping to his


    te as he blows out a breath. The he lifts


    his head, looking to Chase. “So what are we going to do about it?” 1


    Chase’s lips curl into a grin. Beside him,


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    Vee is practically vibrating with giddy energy, a wide smile stretching her face. She’s a victim of abuse


    herself- if she


    knew everything Callum had gone through, she’d be even more gung-ho than she is right now to exact


    a pound of flesh from his stepfather. Even without that detail, though, she’s eager to exact retribution


    for someone who was


    wronged. A true Luna.


    “We need a n,” I say resolutely, pushing my te away. My appetite for food has suddenly vanished,


    but my appetite for vengeance is alive and well.


    “Agreed,” Chase nods. He leans forward sporting a grin almost as devious as Vienna’s. Those two


    really are a perfect match. He runs a hand over his chin,


    wetting his lips with his tongue. “I may have an idea…”