The story I'm working on features a female packleader who is pressured by her pack to find a Mate and produce pups. Because she's committed to leading, she agrees. Yohana uses the services of Serena's matchmaking service at Predator-Match.com.
It's been fun to visit with Serena again, but to also make her presence relevant to the story. I'm having even more fun with the new couple, Per (pronounced like pear) and Yohana as they work their way through their relationship. It's early yet, but I'm feeling excited about it.
Let me provide you with a little teaser - they are on their first date... What do you think?
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Copyright © FRANCESCA HAWLEY, 2012
Per looked up from his coffee to see Yohana striding
confidently across the room. Two steps behind her was the young waiter, looking
dazed and horny. What the fuck? Per had been on edge ever since she left the
table, envisioning her in the bathroom stall with her legs spread and himself
on his knees on the floor plowing into her. Now, here she was sashaying back to
their table looking satisfied.
He stood to hold out her chair. As Yohana stepped close to him, he was enveloped in the smell of her body. She’d just orgasmed. His bitch screwed someone else then walked back to the table like nothing had happened. Fuck that! Per caught the worshipful gaze of the wet behind the ears pup and growled in threat.
The pup blinked seeing his death in Per’s feral eyes, then gulped in terror. “I’ll bring your check.” He squeaked.
“Like hell you will, you whelp. You just mounted my Mate. We’re going for a walk. Now.”
He stood to hold out her chair. As Yohana stepped close to him, he was enveloped in the smell of her body. She’d just orgasmed. His bitch screwed someone else then walked back to the table like nothing had happened. Fuck that! Per caught the worshipful gaze of the wet behind the ears pup and growled in threat.
The pup blinked seeing his death in Per’s feral eyes, then gulped in terror. “I’ll bring your check.” He squeaked.
“Like hell you will, you whelp. You just mounted my Mate. We’re going for a walk. Now.”
The boy yipped, flying off for the kitchen at a run. Per was
after him in a shot, ready to kill him.
“Per!”
He ignored Yohana’s cry of command, looking back once, rage filling his vision. “I’ll handle this.”
He ignored Yohana’s cry of command, looking back once, rage filling his vision. “I’ll handle this.”
The boy weaved between tables before slamming headlong into another waiter exiting the kitchen with a tray full of pasta dinners. Per caught the boy before he hit the floor, lifting him up by the collar of his shirt. A firm female hand grasped his wrist, while her arm encircled his waist.
Yohana pressed against him to whisper in his ear, “I masturbated in the bathroom. The pup was nowhere near me. Let him go…” She sighed as he turned to look into her eyes. “Please, Per.”
He took a deep breath and nodded. Per released the whelp,
watching as the boy ran hell for leather through the kitchen doors. He closed
his eyes, mortified at his stupidity. Per had never claimed a female this
publicly in his entire life, not even when he was in Sweden before his sire
threw him out of their pack.
Yohana eased away from him turning to the male who approached, Stefano Blackwolf, the restaurant manager and son of the owner, Roberto. “I’m sorry, Stef. This is my fault. I’ll pay for the meals. Please allow me to buy the diners whatever else they would like to apologize for their wait.”
Per shook his head. “No. My fault. I’ll pay for it.”
Yohana frowned at Per. “I will pay. It’s my responsibility.”
Per’s green eyes blazed, then he paused. “We’ll split it. Fair?”
Yohana smiled slightly patting his arm. “Yes. That’s fair.”
Per blushed as Stefano fought to hold back howls of laughter. Per looked into Yohana’s eyes then he started to chuckle, drawing giggles from her. She blushed, looking down at her toes. He reached over, lifting her chin with a fingertip barely brushing her lips with his.
“Dessert, Yohana? Would you like some cannoli?”
“That sounds wonderful.”
“Two, Stefano?” Per inquired of the manager.
Yohana eased away from him turning to the male who approached, Stefano Blackwolf, the restaurant manager and son of the owner, Roberto. “I’m sorry, Stef. This is my fault. I’ll pay for the meals. Please allow me to buy the diners whatever else they would like to apologize for their wait.”
Per shook his head. “No. My fault. I’ll pay for it.”
Yohana frowned at Per. “I will pay. It’s my responsibility.”
Per’s green eyes blazed, then he paused. “We’ll split it. Fair?”
Yohana smiled slightly patting his arm. “Yes. That’s fair.”
Per blushed as Stefano fought to hold back howls of laughter. Per looked into Yohana’s eyes then he started to chuckle, drawing giggles from her. She blushed, looking down at her toes. He reached over, lifting her chin with a fingertip barely brushing her lips with his.
“Dessert, Yohana? Would you like some cannoli?”
“That sounds wonderful.”
“Two, Stefano?” Per inquired of the manager.
*****
Per and Yohana are very different from other couples I've written and I
like them quite a bit. I'll keep you posted on how things are going. Wink...
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