Chapter 1656
Jude gasped against Rose’s lips as it flooded him - everything. Every vision. Every memory. Every climax. Every breath. Twelve bodies. Twelve hearts. Twelve souls he had touched, worshipped, held. And now, through him, through Rose, it all spun together.
Rose clung to him, nails digging into his back, her hips grinding against him. Their bodies were already bare. Their desire already rising. But this wasn’t the ritual of before. This was ignition.
He slid inside her with a moan, her heat welcoming, perfect, infinite.
They moved slowly at first. Reverent. The platform cradled them. Light danced around their joined bodies. His hands cupped her hips; her thighs locked around his waist. They didn’t speak. They breathed. They kissed. They remembered.
With each thrust, Jude felt something unlock. A memory not his. A pleasure once shared. The way Grace’s breath hitched. The way Sophie gasped when she broke. The heat of Lucy’s laugh mid-climax. The sobs of Natalie when she came. It all poured into him, and through him, into Rose.
She cried out, not in pain - but in fullness. Her body arched, trembling, every muscle tight, her skin glowing.
"I feel them," she gasped. "All of them. They’re still with us."
Jude kissed her neck. "They always will be."
Their rhythm deepened. Their pleasure climbed - not frantic, but inevitable. His hands held her tighter. Her body shook above him. The spiral glowed brighter with every motion.
And when they came - together - it was not just release.
It was transformation.