Friday, November 11, 2011

Can I Be Next?

“Don’t you dare say it Nicolas McMahon, don’t you dare…”  Ziva poked her ragged-nailed finger into her stubborn assed mate’s chest with no success at making a dent.  He was too solid, too alpha and too damn bossy for his own damn good.


 Ziva saw red as her male turned towards the computer and reached for the mouse—his intent clear, to delete the nude purple fairy she’s scaled walls and risked her life to get.  She couldn’t let the big lug get the better of her on this…she just couldn’t.

“Gah!”  With no warning and no gentleness she flung herself at her mate and curled her arms around his neck.  No loving embrace was this, nope, roping one arm around his throat and catching it with the other she drew up her knees into Nick’s back and applied the sleeper hold he’d taught her.

“Zee…” He wheezed, arms flailing trying to make purchase in her clothing.  She wouldn’t release him though, this was too important to her.  This picture was the first thing she’d done that made her feel like a real reporter, not a cub.

Nick dropped to his knees jarring her, though not enough to make her release him.  She could tell he was close to passing out, but she had to make sure she had time to hit the publish button.  A faint growl, felt more than heard, was her chance.  Ziva reached over to the mouse—seeing his eyes on her finger—she clicked.

“I love you, mate,” she whispered, holding his head as they headed to the floor.  “But I have to do this.”


“Brava, Z!”  Penelope leaned against the doorjamb and slowly clapped.  She was definitely aroused by the sight of the luscious she-wolf riding her mate to the floor with a choke hold good enough for a turn in the MMA.  “You finally got in touch with your, she-beast; got that pic on the site, and took down the desk defiler there.  I’m impressed.”

She moved closer to the panting predator cradling and stroking their editor’s face. She tugged on the thick tresses of Ziva’s hair until her head fell back and wolf eyes connected with her own avian ones.  “Can I be next?” 


Who knew Nick was such a light-weight to let a she-wolf take him down?  On the other hand, he would never hurt his mate...I wonder if Ziva recognized that?

Have a warm and wonderful weekend!


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Savanna Kougar said...

Grrrrrrr-love this! The She-Beast rules her alpha mate. Omyheavenlydays is the nude purple fairy going to be popular in Talbot's Peak, especially with that double 'equipment'.

Savanna Kougar said...

P.S. This was worth getting up for.

Serena Shay said...

Thanks Savanna! Yep, Ziva finally found her boiling over point. She really wants to become an ace reporter, not just a website mod. Now she needs to convince Nick of that. :)

Yes, he is a lovely purple he not. Rebecca rocks!

Pat C. said...

Yay! I love wrestling! Looks like a Ziva-Penelope tag team against Nick ...

Serena Shay said...

LOL...Pat, that would be awesome! I wonder if Nick could take it...and, who would be in charge? hehehe

Rebecca said...

You go Z! that was great!

Serena Shay said...

Thanks Rebecca! :)

Solara said...

Serena, I laughed so hard I almost spit my water on my keyboard. Love z!

Serena Shay said...

:) Thanks Solara! Yeah, I love channeling Z. She always has a unique way of handling situations.