Chapter 14: Stella Slips Through Bennett's Grasp

This was really happening. Stella was sleeping with the werewolf next door. God, she wished this all made sense to her.

Being with Bennett felt better than anyone else. That had to mean something, right? He couldn’t make her feel like that. So easily. If he wasn’t right for her. Wouldn’t be good for her?

Wolf. She reminded herself.

Stella scrubbed a hand through her loose blond curls. Sitting up in the bed she swooped a t shirt from a laundry bin she’d left on the floor, pulled it on.

Bennett slipped his hand under her shirt. He took is sweet time, stroking her back. Skimming over her abdomen.

“Guess you’re not asleep after all.” Stella said.

“Not anymore.”

Bennett’s lips pressed against hers in a tangle of passion she’d never felt before. Previously he’d been warm, tender. Now he was forceful. Filled with a desire that matched her step for step.

He fumbled with her shirt, tugging it upward.

Stella thrush her hand over his. “Wait.” She said. “We can’t”