Chapter 1520
Jude moaned into Emma’s chest, his tongue finding her nipple just as she cried out, the sound loud and perfect in the clearing.
When they came together, it was messy and perfect, bodies slick and tangled, breath hot and broken, hearts thundering. Emma collapsed beside him, panting softly, and Zoey curled up beside her.
They rested for a moment, but the air didn’t cool. The island pulsed around them, still hungry, still humming. Rose crawled forward, straddling Jude slowly, her fingers brushing down his chest.
"Now me," she whispered.
He didn’t hesitate. He sat up, took her in his arms, and kissed her like it was the first time again. She moaned against his lips, grinding slowly, sliding onto him with a wet, aching shiver. Their bodies moved together with an ancient rhythm, like waves crashing, like wind through leaves, like time itself surrendering.
Layla joined them, her lips finding Jude’s shoulder, her hand on his chest. Grace kissed Rose’s neck, pressing her body against her back. It became a nest of bodies, soft and tangled, mouths and hands and hearts pressing into each other with a love that burned and healed at once.
When Jude came inside Rose, she screamed softly, her body pulsing around him, her nails digging into his back like she never wanted to let go. But she wasn’t alone. The others climaxed around them - Zoey gasping as Lucy kissed between her legs, Sophie and Emma moaning into each other’s mouths, Grace writhing as Stella licked her thighs, Natalie shaking as Layla held her face and kissed her through it.
And when it was finally quiet again, they lay together in a tangled sprawl, breathing softly, touching gently. No one spoke. They didn’t need to. The love was in the way they held each other, the way they kissed without urgency, the way their limbs stayed entwined long after the desire had faded.
Jude lay with Rose curled against his chest, Lucy under one arm, Sophie wrapped around his side, Zoey tracing shapes on his stomach with her fingertips. Emma slept with her head on his thigh. Grace was tangled with Stella. Natalie cradled Layla, their legs twisted together like vines.