Sour Grapes

Easy innocent self? Her face heated up. She knew she was easy, she needed no one telling her that. Melting at the simplest offered warmth. Yes, it was pathetic. She knew she was bad at this, so she tried not to even be in a position where any such thing would occur. 

Ravina folded her arms over her chest and looked at him with a bored expression. "Have you nothing better to do than pester an easy, innocent newborn human female?" She asked him.

He grinned maliciously. "Don't worry. At least you are his breedmate otherwise," he looked her up and down. "Someone like you would not be able to satisfy him. Maybe he will realize that in time when the curiosity of the fragile female human body wears off and he gets a little taste breedmate. Holding back is no fun after all. It is in our nature to be feral." 

She nodded slowly. "So I am an easy, innocent, fragile human female?" She waited for a reply.