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of his mouth, pleasure crashed through her, and with each crash, her hand jerked against Izar’s cock. He moaned with each motion and then tore himself away. She had one brief moment to wonder where he’d gone before his cock was at her lips and Izar’s voice was in her ear, shaken and nearly begging.
    “Please, Zoa,” he whispered, his voice so tight the words came out in bursts. “Please, suck me. I have to feel your lips. Please.”
    Zoa opened her eyes in a drugged blink, and then, keeping her gaze on Izar’s straining face, she slid her lips over the smooth skin.
    The effect was immediate. Izar jerked and threw back his head, his cock throbbing against her tongue like a drum as she drew him in. But that was expected. What wasn’t was Jeric’s reaction. He jerked against Zoa, his sucking growing more frantic as Izar began to thrust into her mouth.
    As the captain rocked into her, Jeric’s hands came down, his fingers sliding into her wet slit and curling up to find the sweet, ridged spot inside her. She gasped at his touch and Izar groaned, his cock jerking. Jeric moaned as well, the sound vibrating against her. He flicked his tongue across her clit as he began to stroke her spot with his fingertips, moving them and his lips in perfect rhythm with his captain’s thrusts into her mouth. It was like the two men were in unison and the passion of their combined lust threw her over the edge.
    Zoa came in a great staggering stutter, her entire body seizing up in throbbing pleasure. Above her, Izar had his hands in her hair and was holding on for dear life as she sucked him in deep. Below her, Jeric was panting with pleasure, his fingers sliding out with the force of her spasms. When the waves finally faded, Zoa felt Jeric’s wonderful mouth leave her clit and she nearly cried out in alarm, but then his long fingers grabbed her legs, lifting her hips until the tip of his rock-hard cock was pressed against her entrance.
    “Zoa…” Her name was a moan on his lips.
    She moaned in reply, shifting against him. That was all the invitation Jeric needed. He plunged into her with a desperation that made her gasp, and then, holding her up with one hand, he began to thrust into her while his other hand splayed across her lower stomach, the thumb pressed solidly on her clit, stroking it with every buck of his hips.
    But as Jeric began to thrust, it was Izar who grew wild. The captain’s cock was like a metal rod in her mouth, harder than she’d ever felt it, even last night. He was curled above her with his eyes clamped shut. In control, she realized with a shock. Even lost in lust, he was trying not to thrust wildly into her mouth, not to hurt her. A wave of warmth went through her at his concern and Zoa pulled herself up, wrapping one hand around his hip while her other dropped between his legs to seize the length of him she couldn’t fit in her mouth. He shuddered at her touch and Zoa moved with it, using her hand and mouth to work him in time to the thrusts Jeric was pounding into her.
    “Oh gods,” Izar bit out as her tongue slid down his length. “Oh gods, Zoa, Jeric.”
    Jeric began to pound harder as Izar said his name and Zoa felt something powerful begin to build. It started like a delicious knot in her lower belly, almost like the beginning of a wonderful orgasm, but this was deeper, stronger, wilder than any orgasm she’d ever had. And more, she could feel it building in the men as well.
    Zoa had been an Avatar of Dezira for five years. She’d slept with other Chosen on occasion, dark moons and white, but she’d never felt something like this. There was power rising in the room, a great, heady magic far larger than any she could work on her own. And then, like a flash of light, Zoa realized what was happening. Jeric’s power was flowing uninhibited.
    She cursed herself for a fool. How could she be so stupid? He’d Awakened only hours ago, of course he hadn’t learned how to control the lust that all