Chapter 1525
He kissed her shoulder, then Sophie’s collarbone, and felt them both shiver.
"We dreamed this," Lucy whispered.
Jude nodded. "Every night since the first hum."
"And we kept pretending it wasn’t real," Sophie murmured. "We thought it was just desire. Just need."
"But it’s more," he said, voice husky.
Lucy turned to him, her fingers catching his jaw. "It’s a new language."
Their mouths met in a kiss that didn’t feel like beginning or end - only continuation. A deep exhale of something too long held inside. Jude pulled her against him, his hands gripping her hips as Sophie pressed in from behind, her hands on Lucy’s waist, her breasts brushing against her back, her voice still humming softly against Jude’s skin.
He reached behind, pulling Sophie into the embrace, the three of them now swaying slowly, their limbs tangled, their bodies moving with slow, deliberate grace. Lucy leaned back into him, gasping as Sophie kissed her neck, while Jude’s hands traveled over her body like he was memorizing her again - every dip, every tremor, every gasp.
Sophie pressed against them both, and soon Jude turned to her, capturing her lips with his own. Her mouth tasted like the air before a storm, electric and sweet. She moaned into him, lifting one leg to wrap around his thigh, her fingers threading through his hair as she arched into his body.