Draco demanded, planting a hand on Ben’s shoulder when he leaned forward to shift. “She’s a fucking wolf! I’ve got to catch her.” Ben raked both hands through his hair, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Did you know about this?” “She bit my dick. You think I’d let her suck me if I knew she was a shifter?” Draco leaned against an oak, massaging his temples as he assessed the situation. There was no way Bella knew what she was. Her sudden sexual behavior had surprised him, but the fear in her eyes before she shifted proved to him that all the sensations she felt were new to her. Why hadn’t he sensed her wolf? She smelled one hundred percent human, acted human, was human. His mind raced. A real female shifter, one now mated to him and Ben… It was surreal. They’d each bitten Bella, and she’d bitten in return, not with human teeth, but sharp, wolfish fangs. His dick still throbbed with that tender mix of pleasure and pain.
