Sarah smiled up at this male who was beginning to make her believe she could be whole again. A clean woman. "I think I like this first knowing? Do I get a turn to do it to you?" she dared to tease.
His incisors grew and his eyes flashed red, and he hissed at her. "You dare insult me?"
She pressed her back into the pelt and at that moment really wanted to run for her life. She'd forgotten his aversion to having her on top. "For humans it's a compliment."
He glared at her, lowered down until their noses almost touched. "I am a warrior with omgraz'ra, I do the first knowing, not my breeder. Never again insult me like that."
"A-all right." She hated him for making her stammer again, for lashing out at her when she'd tried to reach out to him. Betraying the fragile bond that she'd thought they'd started to develop.