Greatwater Lake Will you take my life? [M]

Sayf didn't know what to think of the man's silence. His face remained an angry scowl, but he didn't look away, which was the coyote took to mean he was possibly softening some. Or at least what the hebsut was coyly offering was enticing enough to outweigh his violent nature. 

He saw the resolve on the shadow's dark face a second before his teeth were in Sayf's scruff. He drew in a sharp breath in surprise, but let the man send him to the ground. He never minded rough. And the way the beast stood over him had his heart racing and heat pooling in his stomach. 

He swallowed hard and stared up at the giant. As you wish, he answered softly. He had no reason to speak of this to anyone. Sayf reached up and nipped at the man's broad chest, the he nuzzled into the area, hoping it would not anger the shadow; he seemed volatile, and Sayf didn't want to feel his teeth unless pleasure followed the bite.