Chapter 1389
Rose and Sophie pressed in close, mouths exploring his neck, shoulders, chest. Grace and Emma touched Natalie as she moved, guiding her rhythm, stroking her thighs, kissing her back. The connection between them was seamless now - bodies flowing together like a single living creature. He couldn’t tell where one hand ended and another began. Every moan sounded like it came from every mouth.
Natalie whispered his name as she came, a soft, keening sound that echoed through the spiral chamber. He followed again, slower this time, pouring himself into her with a gasp. She kissed him as she trembled, as if drinking him in, then lay against his chest, breath heavy, heart racing.
Susan slid beside them next, already flushed, already aching. She didn’t speak. She simply kissed him and straddled him, taking him in with one long, slow thrust that made them both cry out.
The nest became an altar, a place of pleasure and purpose. Jude surrendered again, and again, and again - each of his wives riding him, worshipping him, offering themselves and drawing him into the spiral’s rhythm.
Stella was next, slow and sensual, fingers dancing along his chest as her lips kissed every inch of his face.
Grace followed, eyes glowing with gentle adoration, her movements soft but hungry.
Zoey straddled him with force and fire, grinding against him with fierce, desperate desire that took him to the edge instantly.
Emma joined her, mouth finding his, whispering praise and longing between each kiss.
Sophie and Rose took him together, one riding, one kissing, their bodies weaving around him like smoke and silk.
And finally, Lucy again, her lips trembling as she lowered herself back onto him, eyes shining with tears. "I want every piece of you," she whispered. "Forever."
Jude lost himself in her, his hands gripping her hips as she rode him to a final, explosive climax that sent waves of golden light soaring through the chamber.