Chapter 1595

They circled him slowly in the water, the current curling between their legs, against their thighs, like the island itself was moving with them. Their bodies met his, one at a time, not rushed, not desperate, but slow, sensual, full of something sacred. They touched, kissed, swayed together in the river, water slipping over breasts, hips, backs, lips tasting skin that shimmered like morning dew.

And then Lucy climbed onto him, legs wrapping around his waist, arms around his neck. She kissed him with a hunger she had not shown in days. "One more time," she whispered. "For us. For them."

He moved inside her in the river's embrace, the water hiding nothing. Around them, the others watched - not with jealousy, but joy. Zoey kissed Lucy's shoulder as she moved. Emma caressed her thigh. Stella reached for Jude's face and stroked his cheek as he made love to the one who had first touched his heart.