Chapter 1408
Natalie lay on her back, thighs open wide, her eyes locked on the sky above where the trees had twisted to form a spiral canopy, the wind threading through like a breath. Stella and Grace knelt beside her, taking turns trailing their tongues over her stomach, her breasts, her thighs, teasing her until her hands fisted in the moss and her cries echoed through the grove.
Scarlet, radiant in the way only she could be, stood at the edge of it all, her body lit by a shaft of golden light filtering through the canopy. Her hand moved over herself slowly, deliberately, her gaze fixed on Jude. She didn’t speak, didn’t need to - her pleasure was a silent offering, a pulse of power that moved through the others like fire through dry leaves.
Jude came inside Rose with a deep groan, holding her tight, their mouths fused in a kiss that tasted like eternity. She trembled around him, her moans rising in pitch until they spilled into a long, keening cry that lifted into the trees like an invocation.
But it didn’t stop.
It couldn’t.
The desire between them hadn’t burned out. It had evolved. Shifted. Taken root in the very soil around them. The earth itself trembled with it, vines curling, flowers blooming wide and dripping dew as if climaxing with them.
Jude shifted, still hard, still throbbing, as Sophie moved to straddle him next. Her eyes locked with his, dark and wild.
"Let me have you," she whispered.
"You already do," he said.
Her body welcomed him in an instant, slick and ready. She rode him with slow, grinding waves, her hands braced on his chest, her hair falling around them like a curtain of flame. Lucy curled against his side, her fingers trailing between Sophie’s thighs, drawing soft circles that made Sophie shiver and moan, made her grind harder until her climax came in sharp, rhythmic bursts.
Grace moved between Sophie and Jude, kissing them both, her tongue tangling between their mouths. The three of them moved in sync - kiss, thrust, stroke - as if guided by the same melody humming in their blood.