Ian woke up at the first light of dawn, his body vibrating with desire. It took him a moment to understand where he was and who was resting with quiet abandon, against him. His omega. 

He thought that he was the only one who was relaxed. 

Eden must have moved during the night, because she now had her arm across his body, and her hand by some coincidence? Her hand was precisely on a part of his cock... which was almost painfully erect. 

The night had been very frustrating. Ian had thought she was willing, ready to give herself to him, but something had gone wrong. 

Was she still hurt...