Eden could see he was amused, and Ian wasn't laughing at her.

 In front of the six-foot naked man, Eden wondered where she was supposed to start. The upper body was... safer. She could always kiss him.

Eden stretched out to her right, ventured to put her hand on his shoulder and leaned in to kiss him on the mouth. 

It was unsettling to be like this, a little above Eden, to feel the warmth of his body beneath her own and the fine fleece of his chest caressing her nipples.

 It was also reassuring not to feel trapped under the weight of an alpha. Ian had kissed her neck,...