Chapter 1692 - 1689.3
Scarlet and Susan held each other, both blinking as images danced behind their eyes - phantoms of possibilities, futures unfolding. The chamber seemed to swell in response, its crystalline walls rippling like skin responding to touch. The bed-like shapes molded themselves softer. Pools thickened with glowing water. Archways melted into open sky.
"It’s shaping itself from our desires," Rose said, her hand outstretched toward Jude. "But not just flesh. Thought. Memory. Dream. Love."
He took her hand and pulled her into him. "Then let’s give it everything."
Rose kissed him first - soft, reverent, the kind of kiss that unlocked things. Lucy stepped in next, wrapping herself around him from behind, her breasts warm against his back. Her mouth brushed his neck. "Let it begin."
One by one, the others moved forward. Clothes were forgotten, if they’d even been worn. Skin brushed skin. Lips met lips. Bodies folded and pressed and offered. They weren’t just touching - they were merging, melting, sharing every breath, every sensation, as if they were learning a new way to speak.
Stella’s hands found Jude’s chest.
Emma’s mouth pressed to his ribs.
Natalie knelt between his legs, her golden eyes locked with his as she ran her hands up his thighs.
He arched into them, into all of them, his head falling back as Zoey straddled him, pressing herself flush to his chest, her heartbeat fast and eager.
"Let go," she breathed into his mouth.
He did.