Chapter 1300
Zoey climbed onto it first, her body gleaming, her thighs already slick with more than divine liquid. She lay on her back and spread her legs, shameless and wet. "She wants us to feed her again."
Grace climbed over her, lowering her head between Zoey’s thighs, tongue parting slick folds as Zoey arched with a cry. "We feed her with each other," Grace murmured.
Layla moved behind Jude, whispering into his ear, "She grows with every orgasm. Every joining."
Lucy straddled him suddenly, kissing him deep, grinding against him with slow, hungry heat. "Then don’t hold back. Not now."
And he didn’t.
He let himself be taken, devoured, worshipped.
They feasted on one another - lips on lips, tongues in mouths and cunts, fingers dipping, stroking, wet and eager. Jude fucked them one by one again, slower now, fuller. In each of them he came, but more than that - he gave. Every thrust spilled energy, devotion, heat. They licked each other clean, kissed through trembling moans, rode one another until the walls of the temple wept with dew and divine tremors.
When he entered Emma from behind as she sucked on Natalie’s nipple, a ripple of white light burst from the altar’s base. It shook the temple and made the vines above rain petals.
When Lucy rode his face while Sophie squatted on his cock, both of them grinding out wet, sticky orgasms one after the other, the pool outside boiled with golden bubbles.
And when Rose wrapped her arms around him, sliding onto him slow and deep, her cunt hot and tight as velvet, their bodies became a column of light - wrapped in vines and pulsing with gold. The others gathered, kissed, circled them, and the song rose again.
The hum became a moan.