Lucy pulled Jude down beside her, her mouth meeting his with raw hunger. She kissed him like she needed him in her lungs, like his breath kept her tethered. Her thighs wrapped around his hips, her hands gripping his back as she drew him into her heat. Every inch of her body felt alive - slick, silken, trembling. And he moved inside her with worship.
Beside them, Sophie leaned over Emma, kissing her softly as their hips ground together in rhythm. Stella and Layla had wrapped their limbs together like vines, moaning into each other's necks. Scarlet and Natalie exchanged slow, teasing strokes between their legs, their fingers glittering with nectar and heat.
The flower itself responded.