Chapter 1398
Jude thrust up into her, his hands gripping her hips, and she cried out as he began to move inside her, fast and desperate, their bodies slapping together with wet sounds, her breasts bouncing as she rode him harder, until she came with a sharp cry and collapsed over him.
But they weren’t done.
Natalie and Scarlet guided her off gently, replacing her bodies with theirs. Scarlet kissed him while Natalie rode him next, her movements fluid, hair falling over her face as she clenched around him, moaning into his ear. Then it was Stella - wild and breathless - and Layla - slow and sensual - then Grace again, this time straddling him and bouncing until her voice broke on a scream.
They shared him, passed him between them like a sacred offering. And he gave himself willingly - thrusting, tasting, groaning, kissing, until the lines between them blurred, and there was no more Jude and wives, no more island and people, only this pulsing rhythm that moved through them all.
Sophie took him last.
She didn’t speak.
She just kissed him slowly and sank down onto him, her body tightening around him like it had been waiting, needing, aching just for this. She moved with grace and power, hips grinding, eyes locked to his, her hands on his chest, pinning him in place as she claimed him with every deep, shuddering thrust.
"I love you," she said, breathless, raw. "I’ll always love you."
He came with her, their cries echoing through the chamber, through the trees, through the heart of the island.