able.”
Moving warily, more like a frightened animal than a young woman, Mei scooted closer to Eve. At least she’d stopped trembling, and she used a corner of the sheet to wipe her mouth, scraping it defiantly across her face. “Okay. I’m waiting.”
Eve nodded and took a deep breath. Anton had been very specific about not telling anyone about the Chanku, at least until she was certain the other person carried the same genes. With Mei, Eve was almost sure, but not quite.
She reached for Mei’s hand, spread Mei’s fingers out against her own, and admired their long, slender length and the perfectly shaped fingernails. Unusual, she thought, for a young woman who was homeless to have such perfectly groomed hands. Eve looked up and caught Mei’s intense stare.
“I think,” she said, “in a way, we are related. I can’t explain all the details, at least not yet, but when my friend Adam arrives, I’ll be able to tell you more. I’ll know more. Adam and I can communicate telepathically. It’s something in our genetic code. Obviously you and I have the same ability. I’m guessing you share the same genes, but I’m not certain. Have you ever been able to read minds before?”
Mei shook her head. Her eyes were wide and green, though her pupils narrowed once again to that intriguing vertical slit.
“The pill I gave you enhances that ability, but it’s too soon for it to have had any effect on you. You must have a powerful mind if you can communicate and pick up thoughts without the nutrients in that capsule.”
“You said it was just a vitamin.”
There was no avoiding the accusation in Mei’s voice. Eve dipped her chin, but she raised her head and looked directly at Mei when she answered. “I know. I couldn’t say anything more until I knew for sure if it would affect you, but since you’re already capable of at least a moderate form of telepathy, I’m going to assume you’ll just keep getting stronger. I didn’t want to lie to you, but I really needed to know. I sensed something in you from the beginning.”
“Did you sense my need for you?” Mei surprised her when she leaned forward and kissed Eve. “Did you know my body was reacting to yours from the beginning?”
On safer ground, Eve grinned. “Oh yeah. The feeling was mutual. And ya know what? It’s your turn, sweetie.” She leaned over and caught one of Mei’s nipples between her teeth, then sucked it into her mouth. Mei arched her back and moaned.
Eve’s mind flooded with sensation and she felt the spike of need run directly from the nipple between her lips to the damp recesses between Mei’s thighs. Mei didn’t want subtlety, nor did she need slow and steady. She wanted to climax, needed an orgasm to soothe the roiling emotions and powerful arousal thrumming through her veins.
Sliding lower along Mei’s sleek body, Eve went directly for her clit. Suckling the tiny organ between her lips as if it were a nipple, she tongued the underside at the same time her fingers were finding their way closer to Mei’s damp heat. Suckling and licking, Eve lost herself in the unfamiliar flavors, the smooth yet surprisingly solid curve of Mei’s clit, and the thick and swollen lips of her sex.
Mei groaned and her thoughts continued spilling over into Eve. She wanted penetration. She hovered, close now to coming, but she needed the sense of fullness only a man could give her.
Or a very large vibrator. Smiling to herself, blocking her thoughts as she suckled and licked, Eve reached for the drawer next to the bed. Her fingers locked on the smooth surface of her brand new vibrator. Shaped like a penis and made of some sort of gel-like substance over a rigid core, it felt almost lifelike in her grasp. She’d bought it because the large size, the broad crown, and thickly veined surface reminded her of Adam.
Holding this plastic imitation in her hand, Eve suddenly realized how much she needed the real thing. Mei was the key. She’d found Mei, and