Chapter 1682

Jude lost count of how many times his body opened, how many times he surrendered to one of them - or to all of them. They moved around him like tides. Rose pulling his hair as she rode him. Sophie whispering secrets into his mouth. Zoey teasing him with her teeth before kissing him like she'd never stop. Grace stroking his face as she cried from pleasure. Lucy holding his hand every time he lost himself.

He made love to each one of them, and they to him. But also to each other. Kisses passed like flame, touches shared like holy things. There were no limits, no roles, no boundaries - only need and love and something so much bigger than them.

And when they were spent, when the air cooled and the moss cradled them again, Jude lay at the center of a web of limbs and golden skin, breath slowing, body glowing.

Emma rested her head on his chest. "I feel like I've been reborn."

"We all have," Stella murmured, kissing Grace's temple.