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her fear of Adam and the commitment he represented, seemed totally unimportant.
    Mei whimpered and drew her back to the here and now. Eve rubbed the smooth, rounded tip of the dildo back and forth between Mei’s legs, sliding across the sensitive nerves surrounding her anus, then slowly between her feminine folds to the base of her clit. Eve kept up her licking and sucking, well aware of Mei’s frustration with Eve for not taking her over the edge.
    Mei raised her hips, bucking against Eve’s busy tongue and lips and she squirmed when the slick dildo slipped along the damp cleft between her cheeks, pausing to press just a little harder at her tightly puckered sphincter.
    Eve pressed again and Mei moaned. Her body shuddered and her thoughts swirled incoherently. A sense of want and need, of delicious yearnings and anxious pleas for fulfillment drew Eve once again to the verge of coming.
    Like Mei, she hung there, her own body awash in shared sensation, caught on the edge of her own climax, tuned to every touch of her tongue against Mei’s heat, every small slide of the lifelike phallus over anxious nerves. Finally, hands trembling, Eve placed the thick head of the vibrator against the damp entrance to Mei’s sex, clamped down on her clit with her lips and tongue and pushed the vibrator deep inside. At the same time, she flipped the base and turned it on.
    Eve felt the tip press up against the mouth of Mei’s womb, only it was Eve’s womb that clenched against the vibrating phallus. Mei’s thoughts swamped Eve’s mind and the link was eternal, complete, the orgasm shared, one woman to the other. Mei arched her back and screamed. Eve’s muscles went rigid as she climaxed as well. She held the fake cock deep inside Mei, and felt the shivering life in the damned thing as if it pulsed against her own cervix.
    Only it wasn’t made of plastic. Wasn’t held in her own hand at all. It was Adam pressing deep inside. Eve felt the roll of his hips as he thrust harder, heard his harsh, rasping breath as he struggled for control. Her mind swirled in convoluted eddies of fantasy and memory and shared sensation. Mei, Adam, and Oliver. The three of them mingling and becoming one.
    Linked, all of them loving Eve. Loving Mei. A single entity, spilling out of Eve’s thoughts, joining Mei’s experience to Eve’s, combining them all in a lush melding of pure sexual arousal and desire.
    Gasping for air, Eve set up a slow and steady rhythm. She felt as if she fucked herself, as if each penetrating slide inside Mei stretched her own channel around the warm bulk of the vibrating phallus.
    She moved it faster and found a rhythm to match the tight clenching pulse of Mei’s orgasm. Images of Adam and Oliver faded away. Now Eve’s mind raced with the sense of Mei’s arousal, Mei’s past, Mei’s needs.
    And over it all was a knowledge of something other. Something beyond Chanku. Something feral and cruel, powerful and alone.
    Always alone.
    Shaken by alien images and feelings, by unfamiliar sensations, and missing Adam and Oliver more than she ever would have imagined, Eve slowly pulled the vibrator out of Mei’s channel. Mei whimpered, her clenching muscles grasping the phallus even as Eve pulled it free.
    Breathing hard, Eve planted one more kiss on Mei’s smooth mound, just above her clit, and then she backed away.
    She wasn’t sure. Couldn’t tell why or what was different about this woman. Eve had very little experience of her own as Chanku, though she’d learned much from her links with both Keisha and Xandi. Still, what she felt now was totally alien, this feeling she had with the woman who sprawled boneless and sated in her bed. The woman who sighed with repletion, who gazed at her out of half-lidded eyes.
    Mei was different. Chanku, yet not. Feral, intelligent, wild and free, yet trapped in her own world of images and half-memories.
    Memories that confused and bedeviled Eve. Running her hand softly along Mei’s trembling