<div align="center">Eden reveled in the emotions that slid across her awareness, a satisfied smile curling her lips, like a cat who’d gotten all the cream plus a mouse as well. She stayed where she was for the moment, her hand moving to rest upon her thigh, fingers idly stroking the sinfully red silk they found there.<br/><br/>The dreamweaver had set the scene well, she knew that she had not been off her marker when she’d offered herself to him as a gift of Dana. She wanted to allow that brief expression of triumph to cross her face, though she held herself in check. She shifted, a soft moan slipping from between her lips as her nipples rubbed against her silk covering, making them ache with need.<br/><br/>This was proving to be as much of a torment for her as it was suppose to be for him.<br/><br/>“I know this, Dana has told me such things. This is your reward for being so faithful.” Eden soothed, “And no one but Dana shall know.” Moving with the grace of a feline, Eden moved herself so that she was on her knees, fingers sliding up to nudge the straps of her gown off her shoulders. She let that silk glide over her arms, the material slipping down until it pooled around her waist, baring those perfect breasts to his eyes.<br/><br/>“I will teach you.”</div>