Chapter 1610
Literal vines bloomed in real time under their steps. Every kiss made petals open. Every thrust between them sent a new row of blossoms blooming.
She laughed as they moved, tangled in each other in a swirl of heat and color, moaning into his neck, dragging her fingers down his chest. Their lovemaking was playful, breathless, sweaty. She came twice before he did, gripping his face and whispering, "Again. I want you again."
Scarlet waited in a space filled with mirrors - smooth obsidian walls that reflected a thousand angles of their bodies. She touched her own reflection while he touched her, then turned and offered herself to him, kneeling with her hands on the wall.
She didn’t say a word. But when he took her from behind, slowly, reverently, her reflection moaned back in perfect synchronicity, glowing golden with each thrust. Her pleasure was voiceless and full. She shivered when she came, and leaned back into him like a cat seeking warmth.
Sophie’s room was nothing but starlight.
Floating particles surrounded them, gravity forgotten. They drifted together, suspended in the air, his body meeting hers in slow motion. She cried as he entered her, not from pain, but from release. From the years of holding back. From all the weight she finally let go of. She kissed him again and again, arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, pulling him in deeper. They floated while they made love, silent and glowing like stars reborn.
Emma didn’t wait for a chamber. She dragged him into a corridor between spaces, slammed him against a root, and kissed him like she was drowning. "You’re mine," she growled, biting his lip. "Say it."
He laughed against her throat. "I’ve always been."
She scratched his chest as she climbed him, and he caught her thighs as she wrapped around him. Their rhythm was wild, desperate. She didn’t hold back. She swore when she came, trembling as he slammed into her harder. When he came too, she bit down on his shoulder and whispered, "Still mine."
Lucy waited for last.
She had waited through all the others, watched, smiled, held space. But now she stood at the center of the dream, glowing like the moon, her chamber surrounding them both.