look. “Have I not made myself clear?” He smiled, and then, without warning, tipped sideways, landing them all in a naked sprawl across Zoa’s bedroll.
“I don’t want to hear another apology,” he said, kissing Zoa. “From either of you,” he continued, leaning over her to kiss Jeric. The lieutenant gasped when his captain’s lips landed on his, but he caught on quickly, returning the kiss with surprised passion. The captain broke the kiss moments later, and then dragged them both against him. “I don’t care if you two want to use me for a ritual where you stab knives in my stomach, nothing is keeping me from you. In the space of two days, you’ve given me the best sex of my life. If you think anything you do could drive me away now, you’re insane.”
Zoa laughed at that, squirming in the captain’s grasp. Jeric laughed as well, wrapping his long arms around them both and hugging them tight. “I guess we’re stuck with him now, Avatar,” he said, kissing Zoa’s cheek.
Zoa smiled. “His risk,” she said, licking Izar’s lips.
The captain kissed her and then he fell into an instant, deep sleep.
Zoa blinked in surprise, glancing at Jeric. “Was that you?”
“No,” Jeric said. “I don’t know how to cast spells yet, remember?” He looked indulgently at his captain. “I think we just overloaded him.”
Zoa frowned and gently untangled herself from the sleeping captain. Together, she and Jeric moved Izar onto the bedroll and then snuggled themselves in on either side of him, pulling up the blankets to form a warm cocoon. When they were settled, Jeric blew out the lamp and the tent fell dark save for the dim light of their still glowing symbols.
“Zoa,” Jeric said quietly, reaching across his sleeping captain to stroke her arm. “What actually happened tonight?”
Zoa sighed. “I’m not sure. I lost control of my magic, but I don’t think that was all that happened. Honestly, I don’t think I could build that much lust with just three people.” She turned over, propping herself on her elbows. “I know what you did, though. Forming a barrier like that is a rare and strong magic used only by Dezira’s white moons. I’ve never seen its like in person, and I’ve seen a lot. Before I was sent to the north to find you, I served in the temple controlling and helping to fan the magic generated by groups for our large spells.”
“You oversaw the orgies, you mean?” Jeric said, grinning. “I guess all those tales about Dezira’s temples are true.”
“You don’t know the half,” Zoa said with a laugh, but then her face grew serious. “I knew you were strong when I brought you into your power, but I never expected something like that.” She looked down at Izar. “I’ve never heard of anything like this before. Whatever magic spins between the three of us, it’s very strong.” She reached down, brushing a lock of the captain’s sandy hair out of his eyes. His relaxed face was almost boyish in the moonlight from their brows, making her heart hitch. “Maybe we should stop before we hurt him.”
“No,” Jeric said.
Zoa looked up to see Jeric staring at her, his dark, handsome face utterly determined. “When I met the goddess, the desire I showed her was this. The three of us, together. It pleased her and she marked me with the white moon. Tonight, her hand touched me again. Look.” He closed his eyes and Zoa’s skin prickled as the barrier appeared around them again, strong and glowing in the air.
“I can do it at will now,” he said as the barrier vanished. “You build power, Zoa, I hold it back and Izar, Izar fans our lust until our magic is greater than the sum of its parts.” He shook his head. “It’s too perfect, like we were made to be a set.”
“I’ve never heard of such a thing,” Zoa said, pursing her lips. But the more she thought about it, the more she liked it. The idea of being a set with Jeric and Izar created a warm, happy feeling in her
“I don’t want to hear another apology,” he said, kissing Zoa. “From either of you,” he continued, leaning over her to kiss Jeric. The lieutenant gasped when his captain’s lips landed on his, but he caught on quickly, returning the kiss with surprised passion. The captain broke the kiss moments later, and then dragged them both against him. “I don’t care if you two want to use me for a ritual where you stab knives in my stomach, nothing is keeping me from you. In the space of two days, you’ve given me the best sex of my life. If you think anything you do could drive me away now, you’re insane.”
Zoa laughed at that, squirming in the captain’s grasp. Jeric laughed as well, wrapping his long arms around them both and hugging them tight. “I guess we’re stuck with him now, Avatar,” he said, kissing Zoa’s cheek.
Zoa smiled. “His risk,” she said, licking Izar’s lips.
The captain kissed her and then he fell into an instant, deep sleep.
Zoa blinked in surprise, glancing at Jeric. “Was that you?”
“No,” Jeric said. “I don’t know how to cast spells yet, remember?” He looked indulgently at his captain. “I think we just overloaded him.”
Zoa frowned and gently untangled herself from the sleeping captain. Together, she and Jeric moved Izar onto the bedroll and then snuggled themselves in on either side of him, pulling up the blankets to form a warm cocoon. When they were settled, Jeric blew out the lamp and the tent fell dark save for the dim light of their still glowing symbols.
“Zoa,” Jeric said quietly, reaching across his sleeping captain to stroke her arm. “What actually happened tonight?”
Zoa sighed. “I’m not sure. I lost control of my magic, but I don’t think that was all that happened. Honestly, I don’t think I could build that much lust with just three people.” She turned over, propping herself on her elbows. “I know what you did, though. Forming a barrier like that is a rare and strong magic used only by Dezira’s white moons. I’ve never seen its like in person, and I’ve seen a lot. Before I was sent to the north to find you, I served in the temple controlling and helping to fan the magic generated by groups for our large spells.”
“You oversaw the orgies, you mean?” Jeric said, grinning. “I guess all those tales about Dezira’s temples are true.”
“You don’t know the half,” Zoa said with a laugh, but then her face grew serious. “I knew you were strong when I brought you into your power, but I never expected something like that.” She looked down at Izar. “I’ve never heard of anything like this before. Whatever magic spins between the three of us, it’s very strong.” She reached down, brushing a lock of the captain’s sandy hair out of his eyes. His relaxed face was almost boyish in the moonlight from their brows, making her heart hitch. “Maybe we should stop before we hurt him.”
“No,” Jeric said.
Zoa looked up to see Jeric staring at her, his dark, handsome face utterly determined. “When I met the goddess, the desire I showed her was this. The three of us, together. It pleased her and she marked me with the white moon. Tonight, her hand touched me again. Look.” He closed his eyes and Zoa’s skin prickled as the barrier appeared around them again, strong and glowing in the air.
“I can do it at will now,” he said as the barrier vanished. “You build power, Zoa, I hold it back and Izar, Izar fans our lust until our magic is greater than the sum of its parts.” He shook his head. “It’s too perfect, like we were made to be a set.”
“I’ve never heard of such a thing,” Zoa said, pursing her lips. But the more she thought about it, the more she liked it. The idea of being a set with Jeric and Izar created a warm, happy feeling in her
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