Bennett and I got back to the palace in the early evening and I was beyond tired. I could barely walk in a straight line, but I profusely denied Bennett's offer to carry me. yes, I was tired, and yes I had very little muscle mass but I wasn't going to restore my strength by letting people carry me everywhere.

That being said, once I got into the house I collapsed onto a couch in the living room and refused to move until I caught my breath.

"Alright, I'll go make us some supper, love." Bennett murmured, already heading towards the kitchen.

I told myself I would shut my eyes, but only for a second. Evidently it was much longer than a second because Bennett had to shake me awake when he returned to me with two plates of food and two large glasses of water. He didn't seem bothered though, he just smiled and helped me sit up before gesturing to the food he made.

"Don't you have staff to make your meals?" I asked, poking at the chick peas that rolled around my plate.

"Yes, we will usually have staff, but between the hearing and your health I decided it would be best if we had a quiet house for a while. They will return in a week or so when you're healthier and the turmoil over my decision has died down." He explained.

"Why did you make Donovan go away when I needed him most?" I blurted, unable to hold the question in any longer.

Bennett didn't seem fazed, he hardly batted an eye actually. "You were very close with him, a lot closer with him than you were to me. when I threatened you with the whole treason bit I knew you would be upset me and you would go running to him for comfort and once I pieced that together I realized if I wanted you to come to me I would have to eliminate your other options. And it worked, not as well as I was hoping, but still."

I laughed a little as I shook my head, "That's pretty awful of you, and I was just starting to like you."

He shrugged his broad shoulders, "I was willing to play dirty. I had very few options left and I knew there was a good chance you were either going to leave me or I was going to end up more like my father than I wanted to be."

"You are nothing like your father, I see that now, and I'm starting to understand why you did things the way you did."

"Well, at least it's a good thing you think I'm better than my father because my own subjects don't seem to think so." Bennett mused.

"Then your people are fools."

Bennett chuckled, "No, sweetheart. These people are very set in their ways. All they ever knew were people just like my father, change is very frightening for them, the same it would be frightening for everyone else in the world."

We ate the rest of our food in silence and when we had finished Bennett took me upstairs, telling me I needed rest. I was going to protest, but he was right. I was exhausted just from sitting and listening to people talk all day. And when I looked at him and saw the deep bags under his eyes I knew that he needed rest, just the same. So we went to our room, changed into comfortable clothes and slid into bed. Both of us were fast asleep in minutes.

**Sex Scene ahead!**

I woke up before Bennett this time and I was feeling oddly bold and risqué. This morning I had lost my virginity and though it had been beautiful and surprisingly loving, it hadn't been what the movies and books led me to believe. There weren't sparks flying out of everywhere, I hadn't been screeching his name like a banshee, and it was all over very quickly. I remembered thinking that he wasn't experience the first time he took my heat away, but this morning confirmed it. Bennett had been a virgin up until very recently, which wasn't terribly surprising for a werewolf. Even more so a prince.

But now I was left unsatisfied and wanting more so I took matters into my own hands by straddling Bennett's hips, one leg on either side of him as my hands slid up his bare chest. He stirred immediately and was fully awake in seconds.

"Brook, what are you doing?" Bennett wondered groggily.

But he didn't seem too concerned when I slowly started rocking my hips back and forth, feeling his member grow beneath my weight. I watched him as his eyes rolled back slightly with pleasure and his mouth opened in a silent moan. I felt strangely empowered knowing I could control his pleasure and it made me feel incredibly sexy when I made him feel this much pleasure from something so simple.

"Should I stop?" I teased, lifting my body off him.

"No, no, god no." he whispered. He grabbed my hips and used his hands to guide my body back into the grinding motion again. "Just keep doing that, that feels good."

I did as he asked, I kept moving my hips back and forth against him, going slowly while my hands moved over his chest. But Bennett didn't want slow and calculated moves. He leaned upwards, his hands finding the back of my head and he pulled me down for a long, passionate kiss that was unlike any other kiss we shared. This kiss was full of demands, and heat, not love and tenderness like I expected. The sweet gentleness was gone and it was replaced with raw desire.

Bennett slid his hands up my shirt, stroking my sides before he pulled the piece of clothing off my body completely. The confidence slipped away with the clothing. I hadn't exactly been a model before I had been collared, I had been more on the heavy side, but not being on the opposite side of the spectrum, I felt disgusting. I was skin, bones, and what little muscle was left. I didn't have my womanly curves anymore, I looked more like a ten year old boy than anything.

Ben didn't seem to care. His hands glided up my bare back and he scratched the skin gently on the way down, making me shiver and lean down over him. The second he got a chance he moved up slightly and began kissing my breasts. My head rolled back as little moans escaped my mouth, my insecurity forgotten. His hands guided me closer to him and I whimpered in surprise when I felt his lips move over one of my nipples, sucking gently. Bennett ignored my withering and moved to the other nipple quickly, keeping me close to him and my hips continued to rock on their own accord.

I felt like I was going to burst with frustration now, I knew Bennett probably wanted to take his time, let things go a little less quickly than last time, but I didn't want to wait. I moved off of him so I could lie on my back and kick off my sweat pants and underwear.

He didn't need any more encouragement after that. He rolled away to grab a condom and once it was on he was pulling me back on top of him.

"I don't know how..." I whispered, my cheeks flaming darkly. It had always been quite obvious that we were virgins but now that I was put on the spot I didn't want to admit that I had no skill or experience.

Bennett tenderly pressed his finger to my lips, silently telling me to be quiet. Then he used one hand to guide my hips and one hand to position himself at my entrance. With one thrust he was inside me and I was bent over him, gasping.

The pain was different this time. It was more of a soreness than a sharp, shooting pain but it was still bearable so I didn't stop Bennett when he grabbed my sides with both hands and moved my body the way he wanted. It felt pleasant after a few minutes of slow, easy movements and once the pain subsided and I figured out the motion I grabbed Bennett's hands and pinned then down. He let out a moan when the angle shifted but didn't protest to my sudden rise in control.

I enjoyed my power high for a while. Being on top of Bennett like that made me feel empowered and it gave him the perfect angle to kiss my neck and chest in between his quiet moans. I was the dominant one in this position, I controlled how deep he went and the speed. He never tried to challenge me either, never lifted his hips to quicken the pass and didn't try to change the position.

Well, at least not until he felt my legs tremble at his sides and heard the loud panting. Bennett slid his hands out of my grip and wrapped his arms around my waist, peppering me with kisses as he rolled so I was beneath him.

He leaned back, away from me, and began thrusting on his own, his hips moving much faster than mine had and I was very thankful that the soreness had gone away. The movement felt good and I would let out the occasional moan, then Bennett reached down and placed his thumb against my clit, working it in small circles like he had when he took my heat away. My eyes fluttered closed and I lifted my hips, trying to get more contact as Bennett's speed increased.

"Oh God." I whispered, grabbing the pillow underneath my head, "Don't stop."

Bennett just quickened his pace even more, his thumb pushing down more firmly on my clit as my breathing rate went up. Then, I felt my eyes roll back as the pleasure and pressure became too much and moans poured out of my mouth. I hit my climax, my legs shaking and my breathing coming out in ragged gasps as pleasure flooded my body, disorienting me.

Then it was gone and I came back to reality with Bennett pulling out of me, panting just as hard as I was.

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