Ares was right. I should not have been able to climb on top of him the way I had, and I should not have been able to move so freely.
He did not seem to be shocked or surprised; he was more interested in kissing my neck, and his comment had apparently been only a brief acknowledgment, because he was definitely more interested in driving me crazy than talking to me.
"Ares…"
He was still kissing my neck, and it felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. I was disappointed when he actually tore himself away to look at me and respond.
"You were expecting me to be shocked?"
"I wasn't trying to deceive anybody. I didn't know I would be able to… I guess Jayne was mistaken, or…"
"...you don't know a great deal about white wolves for someone who is one. Jayne was not mistaken about your
