them for what they were.
“Well, surprise, surprise,” said the blond. He parted the other men aside easily with both arms and stood in front of her, his eyes taking in every inch of her. “Never thought I’d see the day.” He ran his hand over the length of her hair, still slightly damp from her shower. She jerked away, only to hit the brick wall behind her.
“She’s marked,” said the other shifter, tugging the collar of her sweater down to reveal the two small scars.
“Marked, but all alone.” The blond dragged a tongue over a set of glistening white fangs. She wanted no part of him or his friend.
“We were here first,” said one of the humans.
Bella wasn’t an unclaimed item up for auction. Anger made her vision red, but she also knew she’d be no match for two wolves in the tight confines of the alley in human form. It had been a miracle she had escaped the others in the forest as her wolf. It appeared her luck had finally run out.
She thought her senses had deceived her. When she smelled that familiar musk associated with love, sex, and security, she thought it was only her mind giving her some measure of comfort in her final hour. But when she spotted Ben and Draco in the distance, she nearly cried in relief. They’d found her, come for her. She briefly closed her eyes as the rush of heat tore through her body. Her wolf wanted to be claimed again, to be double fucked by her two hard mates. They looked impossibly sexy in designer jeans, their shirt clinging to well-defined muscles. The contrast of Ben’s dirty-blond and Draco’s dark hair made her pussy pulse . Mine.
Chapter Ten
They rounded the corner. Five males had Bella backed into a corner. She wore blue jeans and a grey sweatshirt, her dark hair clean and sleek as it hung over her shoulders. At least she’d been cared for until now, not starved and filthy as he’d imagined. He wondered what human had laid a hand on her first because he’d like to snap him in two.
“She’s afraid,” said Ben. “I’ll kill them all.”
Ben took measured steps toward the group of males. He’d been too focused on Bella to realize that two of them were shifters. He’d have to remind them of their customs. You didn’t mess with a marked woman. Even the soft, human-loving wolves in the city should know that fact.
When Bella’s eyes met his between two shoulders, their connection was solidified. The world went away, and it was just the two of them. Her body visibly relaxed, and he reveled in the fact that his presence reassured her. It should. He’d kill for her without a second thought, and now that he was here, not one hair on her head would be harmed.
“You have company, Bella.” The other men turned to face him. They assessed him, sized him up. He was taller and built more powerfully than even the shifters. Ben hoped they’d try and fight him. He ached to release the violent energy pent up inside him ever since he discovered wolves had tried to kidnap Bella back home.
“Unwelcome company,” she said.
“Who the hell are you?” The larger of the two shifters puffed up his chest. Ben was too enraptured by his beautiful mate to laugh at the male’s pathetic attempt at bravado.
“He’s her mate,” said Draco, standing directly behind the man.
“And who would you be?”
Draco crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m her mate, too.”
Ben savored the look of fear that crossed over their eyes as they stepped out of reach. With Draco at his side, he ignored everything but the beauty in front of him. He pressed in close and wrapped his arms around her thin waist. “You okay?” he whispered.
“I am now. A little late showing up, aren’t you?”
“Sorry about that.” He leaned in low, admired her love bite, and inhaled deeply. The marks on her neck symbolized their bond, one that would continue to grow in strength. “I like your marks.”
“I like them, too.”
“Well, surprise, surprise,” said the blond. He parted the other men aside easily with both arms and stood in front of her, his eyes taking in every inch of her. “Never thought I’d see the day.” He ran his hand over the length of her hair, still slightly damp from her shower. She jerked away, only to hit the brick wall behind her.
“She’s marked,” said the other shifter, tugging the collar of her sweater down to reveal the two small scars.
“Marked, but all alone.” The blond dragged a tongue over a set of glistening white fangs. She wanted no part of him or his friend.
“We were here first,” said one of the humans.
Bella wasn’t an unclaimed item up for auction. Anger made her vision red, but she also knew she’d be no match for two wolves in the tight confines of the alley in human form. It had been a miracle she had escaped the others in the forest as her wolf. It appeared her luck had finally run out.
She thought her senses had deceived her. When she smelled that familiar musk associated with love, sex, and security, she thought it was only her mind giving her some measure of comfort in her final hour. But when she spotted Ben and Draco in the distance, she nearly cried in relief. They’d found her, come for her. She briefly closed her eyes as the rush of heat tore through her body. Her wolf wanted to be claimed again, to be double fucked by her two hard mates. They looked impossibly sexy in designer jeans, their shirt clinging to well-defined muscles. The contrast of Ben’s dirty-blond and Draco’s dark hair made her pussy pulse . Mine.
Chapter Ten
They rounded the corner. Five males had Bella backed into a corner. She wore blue jeans and a grey sweatshirt, her dark hair clean and sleek as it hung over her shoulders. At least she’d been cared for until now, not starved and filthy as he’d imagined. He wondered what human had laid a hand on her first because he’d like to snap him in two.
“She’s afraid,” said Ben. “I’ll kill them all.”
Ben took measured steps toward the group of males. He’d been too focused on Bella to realize that two of them were shifters. He’d have to remind them of their customs. You didn’t mess with a marked woman. Even the soft, human-loving wolves in the city should know that fact.
When Bella’s eyes met his between two shoulders, their connection was solidified. The world went away, and it was just the two of them. Her body visibly relaxed, and he reveled in the fact that his presence reassured her. It should. He’d kill for her without a second thought, and now that he was here, not one hair on her head would be harmed.
“You have company, Bella.” The other men turned to face him. They assessed him, sized him up. He was taller and built more powerfully than even the shifters. Ben hoped they’d try and fight him. He ached to release the violent energy pent up inside him ever since he discovered wolves had tried to kidnap Bella back home.
“Unwelcome company,” she said.
“Who the hell are you?” The larger of the two shifters puffed up his chest. Ben was too enraptured by his beautiful mate to laugh at the male’s pathetic attempt at bravado.
“He’s her mate,” said Draco, standing directly behind the man.
“And who would you be?”
Draco crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m her mate, too.”
Ben savored the look of fear that crossed over their eyes as they stepped out of reach. With Draco at his side, he ignored everything but the beauty in front of him. He pressed in close and wrapped his arms around her thin waist. “You okay?” he whispered.
“I am now. A little late showing up, aren’t you?”
“Sorry about that.” He leaned in low, admired her love bite, and inhaled deeply. The marks on her neck symbolized their bond, one that would continue to grow in strength. “I like your marks.”
“I like them, too.”
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