Chapter 1386

Jude felt her rise, her body clenching around him like fire and music, her arms tightening as she cried out his name again and again, her body arching as the pillar accepted her climax and answered with light.

When she settled back onto the moss, glowing and panting, the spiral flared across the ring again.

And Emma stepped forward.

He took her next.

Her ride was harder, rougher, her moans sharp and demanding. She grabbed his hair. Bit his shoulder. Rode him like fire. And when she screamed his name, her pillar exploded in white.

And she hovered, too.

The pattern became clear.

Each wife. Each touch. Each climax.

Each one binding them deeper to the island - and to each other.

Sophie didn't wait. She shoved Jude down, straddled him with a growl, and rocked her hips with fierce determination. Her eyes never left his. "If this is a ritual," she whispered, "then I want to burn through it."

And she did.