Chapter 1577
The sanctuary darkened as they moved toward the soft moss at its center, their bodies sliding down to rest, to twine together. There was no urgency, no leader. Only instinct. Jude lay down first, and Lucy straddled him, her skin hot against his as she leaned in to kiss his mouth, slow and deep.
Then Emma pressed against his side, her hand sliding along his chest. Zoey kissed his neck, her tongue teasing, playful. Natalie curled beside Lucy, her lips grazing Jude’s shoulder before moving to claim Lucy’s in a sighing kiss. Stella joined them, her fingers moving in circles along Zoey’s hip.
The rest followed - gracefully, naturally - until the sanctuary became one body, one breath, limbs tangled and lips seeking. Scarlet’s moans melted into Grace’s laughter. Susan buried her mouth between Sophie’s thighs while Sophie held Jude’s hand, eyes locked with his even as her breath hitched from the pleasure building beneath her. Emma kissed Jude while Rose rode his thigh, her movements slow, almost hypnotic.
They weren’t trying to worship anymore.
They were becoming something.
A shared pulse. A rhythm of moans and sighs and breath that stirred the air itself.
And when Jude entered Lucy, when her body wrapped around his with desperate heat and open need, it was as if the entire circle took a breath together.
He moved inside her slowly, surrounded by warmth, the press of breasts and thighs and lips. Zoey and Emma kissed above him, bodies pressed tight. Grace and Natalie lay entwined beside them, touching, watching, wanting. Rose guided their pace, her body sliding along Jude’s leg, her mouth hot on his chest, her fingers tangled in Lucy’s hair.
When he came, it wasn’t a moment.
It was a wave .
It pulsed out from him like sunlight, and the others followed - Lucy arching, crying out his name; Grace trembling; Susan gasping with her face buried in Sophie’s neck; Emma convulsing as Zoey held her; Scarlet gripping Stella’s hand as her mouth opened in a silent cry.