Chapter 1482

The women cried out, each voice rising in harmony, their bodies arching and trembling. The pool had become a conduit, amplifying every sensation, every pulse of pleasure, turning it into a shared rhythm.

They kissed and touched without care for sequence or order - Rose's lips on Sophie's neck while Zoey rode Jude with slow, undulating hips; Grace tangled with Lucy, their mouths fused as Natalie reached between them; Stella held Emma as Emma straddled Jude's face, moaning his name with abandon.

And Jude - Jude surrendered to all of it.

He licked, kissed, tasted, took. Every moan became a song, every touch a vow, every climax a beat in the pulse of the island itself.

Time melted.

The chamber vanished.

There was only them.

Merging.

Mingling.

Expanding.

Until, in a final breathless wave, they all came together - every voice rising in unison, every body trembling in the dark liquid, every soul stretched and joined.