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mind. This isn’t decadence… this is…
    Stefan’s thoughts interrupted. This is for you, Keisha. From all of us. Call it a welcome home gift.
    He leaned over Xandi, his long hair undone and trailing across her breasts.
    Keisha quivered as the silken strands touched Xandi’s nipples, followed by Stefan’s hot mouth. Fighting the terror, the sudden urge to withdraw from Xandi’s mind, Keisha held on to the link, mentally worked her way through the fear and allowed herself to feel with Xandi, to experience every touch, every kiss, each subtle stroke and lick and taste.
    Xandi had told her Stefan was, like Anton, a magician. Right now his mouth was working pure magic on Xandi’s breast. Keisha arched her back as Stefan’s tongue flickered back and forth across the sensitive tip, then moaned when he suckled the swollen nipple deep inside his mouth.
    Hands stroked her thighs, swept the length of her calves, teased closer and closer to Xandi’s waiting pussy. Keisha held her breath, so caught up in the sensation of Anton’s hands separating the folds between the other woman’s legs that she actually moved her own fingers out of the way.
    She heard his satisfied chuckle in her mind, knew this was exactly what he hoped would happen. Grasping the sheets on either side of her, Keisha arched her hips against the cool morning air. Anton’s fingers penetrated Xandi, in and out, spreading her juices, slipping along the crease between her buttocks.
    Stefan suckled Xandi’s other breast, plucking at it first with his fingers, building up his own rhythm. At the same time, Anton spread her legs wider apart, leaned close and blew his hot breath over her clit.
    His fingers slipped deeper between her buttocks, penetrating her behind just as his firm lips found her clit. Alternating strokes between his tongue deep inside her pussy and two fingers thrusting slowly in and out of her ass, he caught Stefan’s rhythm… he also caught Stefan’s growing cock in his free hand, connecting the three of them physically, the four of them mentally.
    This time there was no thought of anyone or anything other than Xandi, Stefan and Anton. No fear beyond the unknown, the fact she’d never experienced anything remotely like this in her life. Keisha twisted and undulated against the sheets, her body reacting as Xandi’s did, her sex pouting and swelling, the fluids dampening the dark nest of curls between her legs.
    Her breasts ached, her nipples tingling with the shared sensations of Stefan’s lips and teeth and tongue, of his fingers rubbing and plucking, his mouth suckling.
    Anton’s tongue speared into her, over and over again. His fingers stretched her backside, slipping in and out, deeper, further with each thrust. Xandi’s back arched, her keening cry filling the room, her mind completely linked with Keisha’s. Keisha cried out as well, her breath caught in her throat, her mouth stretched wide as she gasped for air, sharing each pulsing shudder of Xandi’s climax, sharing her own with the rest of the pack.
    Sobbing, gasping, laughing, Keisha lay alone in her bed, struggling to catch her breath. Her pussy clenched and released, her breasts ached for more of Stefan’s touch and she wanted Anton’s lips back where they’d been, suckling Xandi’s pulsing clit so she could feel more of the same.
    Xandi’s soft chuckle flitted through her mind. Again?
    Oh God yes! I’ve never…

Neither have I. That was pretty spectacular. Would you like to join us?
    Keisha tensed. I don’t…
    There’s no rush, little one, Anton’s soothing voice gently intruded. Let us love you through Xandi for awhile. When you’re ready, you can join us.
    Keisha immediately relaxed. There was no feeling of pressure, no anger. Merely pure acceptance.
    Unconditional love.
    She stayed with Xandi as the other woman rolled Stefan over on his back and took his fully erect cock into her mouth. She savored his spicy flavor, tested the ridges and textures with her