Her heart skipped a beat. What did she want to do? She loomed over him, her eyes drinking in his bare upper body. She had many ideas and his scales grazing her inner thighs gave her even more ideas.
Nazneen wanted to tease him, run her lips over his chest but he wouldn't like it. He didn't like her type. Human's were different.
She released his wrists. "Nothing," she said.
A small frown settled between his brows but he didn't attempt to do anything now that he was free.
Nazneen pushed her hair back from her neck. "You can drink if you want. You lost a lot of blood."
Ares pushed himself up on his elbows and watched her confused with a tilted head.
"Hurry before I change my mind," she said hating his probing gaze.
He leaned forward slowly, his fingers sliding beneath her hair to grab the side of her neck. Her heart was already starting to act strange in her chest at the feeling of his cold fingertips on her nape.
