Luna was trying to keep her own breathing smooth and slow, worried about letting herself freak out too soon.
"I'm sorry for disrespecting you at the symposium,β she said clearly. βAnd for thinking I had any right to tell you what to do. For-" As his fingers moved, Luna's breath caught. She swallowed and forced herself to stay still. "I'm sorry for refusing you at the dinner party, and for- for biting you. I'm sorry for acting as though I-" He caused another hitch in her voice "- as though it wouldn't be an honour to be fucked by you.β