“Get up,” Ares said, his voice a little gruffer now, because he was starting to get aroused by the sight of her. “Stand up and undress me.” He pulled the tie free, the fabric whistling softly, and he flicked it loose, the tail of it whipping across Luna’s legs. He wanted to see her tremble, after being punished, wanted to see her swallow her impudence and do as she was told.