Chapter 1444
They all moved at once, an instinct passing between them like a ripple on water. They began to transform the grove. The shelters were reinforced with roots that came when Rose whispered to them. Stones shifted with Natalie’s touch. Grace called vines with a song only she could hum. Jude worked silently with his hands, Emma at his side, sweat slicking their bodies as they lifted logs and wove the floor of their sacred home.
By nightfall, the grove had changed again. It was no longer a collection of makeshift dwellings. It was a sanctuary. A living place of worship and rest. A cradle for the life growing within them.
That night, they didn’t lie apart.
They gathered at the base of the tree, forming a circle with Jude at the center. The hum returned - low and erotic, pulsing through the roots into their bones.
Lucy stood first. Her body was naked and golden, her eyes hungry. She stepped into the circle, crawled to Jude, and kissed him like he was the sun. "Fill me again," she whispered. "Give me everything."
He needed no further invitation.
She straddled him as the others watched, her breath shallow, her hands gripping his shoulders. Their bodies joined with a heat that left them both shaking. Her moans spilled into the grove, and the tree above trembled.
When she came, her cries echoed, and the fruit above pulsed in response.
Then Emma stepped forward.
She kissed Lucy softly, their lips wet with shared heat, and then she mounted Jude too - this time facing him. Her movements were slower, deeper. She kissed his chest, his neck, his mouth. "I want your child," she murmured. "I want you in every part of me."
Their rhythm was a storm - rising and crashing in waves. He lost count of how many times he came, how many women took him. Rose. Sophie. Grace. Natalie. Zoey. Scarlet. Stella. Layla. Susan.