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little peaks that they ached. When she stood up, Mei stepped closer, the movement slow and subtle like a sinuous cat stalking its prey. Eve watched a single drop of water find its path from Mei’s throat to the dark valley between her breasts. It slipped beneath the towel and she imagined its damp trail down the middle of Mei’s belly to the soft thatch of dark curls beneath.
    Eve realized she was staring and snapped her chin up. She caught herself in Mei’s green eyes and sensed a pressure behind her own eyes, as if Mei searched her mind. Could she read thoughts? Did she have the Chanku power even now, before the nutrients had had time to work their magic?
    Mei swallowed and the sound was loud between them. She blinked slowly and her pupils narrowed. They changed to vertical slits, then slowly returned to their natural round shape. The effect was oddly feline, reminding Eve of a Siamese cat she’d had at one of her many foster homes.
    “I don’t understand.” Mei’s whisper was a harsh counterpoint against the pounding of Eve’s heart.
    “What?” Eve asked. She shook her head. Her mind felt fuzzy and thick, as if everything moved in slow motion. “What is it you don’t understand?”
    Mei shook her head slowly, side to side. “I feel you in my head and my body responds to yours. There’s a sense that we have to have sex, we have to touch and share, but I don’t understand why. I’m not like this. Not usually.”
    Eve licked her lips. How could she explain without telling her secrets? Were explanations all that necessary? Now, when all she wanted was to feel, to touch and taste and share her needs and desires?
    She didn’t answer. Instead she reached out and cupped Mei’s cheek in the palm of her hand. Drew the woman forward until the damp heat of Mei’s body enveloped Eve. Mei smiled and shrugged, and her towel fell to the floor. She tilted her head and the one wrapping her hair slowly unwound and fell beside its mate.
    Naked, she stared at Eve. Then, as if they’d done this many times before, Mei leaned close and kissed her full on the mouth. Her lips were firm, her tongue an insistent pressure against Eve’s mouth. Groaning, her body throbbing with heat and lust, Eve wrapped her arms around Mei and pulled her slim, damp body close against her own.
    She smelled of fresh soap and floral shampoo, of need and want and the subtle hint of forest. The mingled scents filled Eve’s head, an aphrodisiac as powerful as Mei’s sleek, wet body.
    Eve opened her thoughts. Opened to whatever she could find in Mei’s mind, and she was immediately swamped in the lush purity of Mei’s arousal, in sensation and expectation and want. Weakened by the power of Mei’s desire, Eve collapsed with her into the welcoming softness of the big bed.
    They lay together, lost in the ripe sharing, the images passing from mind to mind without words. Heat spiraled through Eve’s core, and she knew Mei felt the same intense wash of pleasure. Her clothing was nothing more than an inconvenience, so Eve slipped out of her shorts and panties. She held her arms up while Mei peeled the soft tank top over her head and tossed it aside.
    Thoughts of Adam swept over her with a brief wash of longing. His taut, muscular chest and rippling abs, the long blond hair falling over his eyes as his body covered hers. But he was gone and Mei was here, all slim and soft. Their bodies met, breast to breast, belly to belly, mouths exploring, hands kneading taut buttocks. All senses and thoughts attuned, one to the other, they pressed close and clung. Bodies slick with sweat and shower, they explored, touching, tasting, plucking at turgid nipples, tracing fingers through damp clefts and warm openings.
    There was something almost mystical about Mei’s touch, the way her fingers brushed Eve’s nipples with the barest of pressure, shaped the curve of her breast and followed the line of each rib. Eve copied the younger woman, following her lead, stroking