Thread: The Perfect Mate (ldelgado1986 & Rage)

Ren had turned his attention to Emma as she approached them, asking about where they were from, and offered her a charming smile that revealed canines that were just a bit longer and sharper then those of most men, but nothing terribly noticeable. Raising a hand to push some of the hair back from his face, he let his gaze travel over the girl visibly, not bothering to hide it. She was well built, and there was definitely something familiar about her. He couldn't quite place his finger on it, but his senses weren't nearly as strong in this form as they were in others, even though they were still far beyond those of any human. Well, he said with a slight grin as he waved the peanuts away. He had a tendency to prefer meat over nuts, fruits, and vegetables. It was part of his nature, after all. You could say we're from around here...we just don't come into town much. He was preparing to say something else when he heard the glass shatter, his gaze quickly shifting toward the source as he saw the look on Cariana's face. He couldn't help but feel slightly amused at her jealousy, tilting his head to the side a bit as she stood and left the mess for Emma to clean up. When she approached him and raised her hand to his face, he cocked an eyebrow slightly. They had turned to each other for certain needs, of course, as she had done with the rest of The Pack, but Warren was always the only one that seemed to be able to top her and completely satisfy her on his own. Often it took more than one with the others, and she was still usually the one in charge, but with him there was no doubt of who the dominant force was. This had also apparently caused her to become a bit obsessed with him, and she didn't seem to like the idea of sharing him, even if he didn't show much concern over what she did with the others. Their relationship had been purely physical to him, not that it hadn't been very enjoyable. Since she had learned he would be taking over the pack, though, she had become more aggressive in her advances, and obviously wanted to be recognized as his mate. Then again, he was the only member of The Pack that could defeat her in a fight as well as top her in bed, so it was understandable. When she began teasing and taunting, licking his lips and pressing hers to them, then wiping them with her thumb, he offered her a seductive grin as one of his hands moved to her hip and began to glide up her side slowly. Cariana, he cooed in a sensual tone that promised her much pleasure later on. He stood in front of her and let his hand move behind her, and suddenly he gripped her hair and pulled her head to the side, leaning close to press his lips against her ear as he spoke in a firm tone, his handling of her far from gentle. I am not territory to be marked, he growled, the irritation evident in his voice, yet it still held that teasing, seductive ring. Biting at her neck playfully, letting her feel his sharp canines graze her skin, he then pulled her away from him and released her hair. Turning his gaze to Emma as she finished cleaning the mess, he offered an apologetic smile. I'm sorry for the rudeness, he said, casting a warning glance back at Cariana. It wasn't that he didn't want her, because he was quite obviously attracted to her, but he also didn't care much for her laying claim to him when she had none...yet. Perhaps she would become his mate, but until he explored all the prospects, she would simply have to remain patient, and he was certain the others wouldn't hesitate to step up and see to her needs whenever he denied her. Looking back to Emma, he pursed his lips gently. Cariana doesn't always play well with others. Moving to help gather the rest of the glass, he offered the barmaid a smile. I'm Ren, by the way. And you are?