Chapter 1340

Sophie rode him slowly, her body glowing, her moans soft but certain. Jude held her hips, kissed her breasts, tasted her neck. Every thrust felt like prayer. Every climax like release. When they came together, it wasn't a scream but a song - the same rhythm the island hummed.

She collapsed against him, and they lay there, the ground beneath them pulsing gently.

"You'll be next," she whispered.

"Me?"

Sophie smiled, pressing her hand to his chest. "The island doesn't just want women, Jude. It wants you too."

His breath caught.

Because in that moment, beneath her hand, his heart didn't beat once.

It beat twice.

Two rhythms.

Two songs.

Merging.