Chapter 1484

The tree above them pulsed again, and this time, a soft ring of moss rose from the ground in a perfect circle. It became bedding - plush, fragrant, warm - almost too perfect to be natural. But nothing here was just natural anymore.

Jude lay back as they guided him to the center again, like he was gravity and they were the moons. Layla was the first to kiss him this time, her mouth hot and demanding, her hips grinding down against his thigh. She moaned into his neck, her breath catching, and then she shifted, straddling him, her eyes locked on his.

"I want all of you," she said.

"You already have me," he whispered.