Stella

Stella gently pushed the door open to Rick’s room. The rest of the house had helped her build her confidence. His room, his bed, was where she knew she would find him. It had called to her from the moment she opened the front door.

She stepped inside and closed the door. The strength of his scent knocked her to her knees. It almost felt like a force was trying to keep her from going forward. The woman’s voice from the phone rang out in Stella’s mind. It just pushed her to keep moving forward.

Originally, she had planned to crawl into his bed. After seeing his clothes littering the floor she changed direction. For some reason the idea that Rick would be so messy made her smile. He always seemed too neat and proper. She picked up a grey shirt off the floor and brought it to her nose.

Stella cried out from the strength of the connection she felt holding his clothes. Quickly, she ditched her clothes and slid his shirt over her lean body. The soft cotton felt like a lover’s touch against her body. She turned and slid into his bed. Tears fell from her eyes. She could already feel herself calling out to him. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and gave herself over to the calming sleep that beckoned her.

“Rick! Where are you?” she called out.

A bear growled in response. Stella gasped, afraid to believe it could be Rick’s bear. She could feel him and hear him, but she was blind.

“Rick, it’s Stella. Please answer me. I know you can feel me,” she begged.

Then, as if someone turned on the lights, Stella was standing in a room with a giant bear lying on the floor. The bear was growling low but Stella wasn’t afraid. She knew it was Rick. Stepping lightly, she made her way over to the bear and ran her fingers through his fur. The bear turned to look at her. Recognition filled his eyes. The bear rose to all fours and then shifted.

“Rick!” Stella cried as she threw herself into his arms.

His strong arms came around her body and Stella was afraid she would collapse with relief. She pulled back and held his face in her hands. He seemed confused but happy to see her. Before she could say anything, though, his hands lifted to her face. He caressed her cheeks, wiping her tears away, and then brought his mouth down on hers.

The kiss was deep and passionate, unlike anything Stella had ever felt before. His tongue moved inside of her mouth and twirled and teased hers. His hands moved from her face down to her shoulders as he pulled her closer. Stella instantly became aware of his naked form pressed against hers.

She wrapped her arms around him and sunk her fingers into his back. He growled in response, their kiss becoming more passionate. A whimper escaped her throat as she clung to Rick, begging for more. As if reading her mind, he picked her up and carried her to the giant bed in the middle of the room. He brought himself down on top of her, but kept his full weight from resting on her. His mouth left hers and he peppered kisses down her neck, stopping to nip and lick until he made it to her collarbone.

“Is this my shirt?” he asked before ripping it off of her body.

Stella was too wrapped up in what he was doing to her to respond. His hands kneaded her breasts through her thin, lacy bra. She arched into his touch with a moan. His experienced hand slid around to her back and unhooked her bra, releasing her full, aching breasts into his hand. His thumb slid across her nipple as he growled deep in his chest.

Then his mouth was on her, pulling and sucking her nipple while his hand found its way to her other breast to tease. Stella wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled the rest of him close to her. Rick’s erection laid against her throbbing core. She writhed against him, trying to find release from her building pleasure.

“Easy, baby,” Rick’s voice whispered huskily as he came up for air.

Stella was frantic, though. She wasn’t sure what was happening, but she needed it to happen. She pulled him back down for a kiss. Rick’s hand went to her panties and tore them from her body. Just as he lifted her hips to line them up, a scream filled the room.

Pain tore through Stella as she desperately tried to keep hold of Rick. He was slipping from her grasp. She yelled for him until her throat was raw. Darkness consumed her, and as much as she fought, he still slipped away.