Chapter 1452
Her body was hot, trembling, and tight around him as she sank down. She moved with slow, purposeful rhythm, riding him while the others began to circle. Their bodies touched, not just with him, but with each other - hands gliding, mouths brushing, hips pressing. It wasn’t orgy. It wasn’t ritual.
It was celebration .
Sophie cried out when she came, biting down on his neck and shuddering. Jude groaned beneath her, grabbing her hips to keep her from falling. When she slid off, Zoey took her place immediately, pinning Jude’s wrists to the moss as she kissed him hard and deep.
"I hated you," she whispered.
"No you didn’t."
"No," she agreed, grinding against him. "I was just scared."
"Are you still scared?"
Zoey smiled darkly. "Terrified."
And then she rode him, fierce and fast, taking what she wanted with a snarl in her throat and fire in her eyes. When she came, she did it with a growl, her nails raking his chest. He exploded inside her seconds later, pulsing with heat and energy that didn’t feel entirely his anymore.
He’d become a conduit.
Not just for pleasure. For something more .