Chapter 1356: Chapter 1356

The hum spread outward like ripples in still water, soft at first - barely there - then growing deeper, stronger, like a heartbeat syncing to theirs. It wasn’t just in the air now; it was in their bones, their breath, the throb of their limbs still aching from love and reverence. Jude lay in the center of them all, surrounded by warmth and skin, and that steady rhythm pulsing in the distance like the island had learned how to speak their names in sound.

Grace was the first to rise, slowly, her nude body kissed by the twilight light filtering through the trees. She moved to the center of the grove, her glowing feet barely making a sound in the thick, velvet moss. Her fingers reached out and brushed the black-gold bark of the great tree. The symbol on it pulsed once - twelve circles and a thirteenth at the center - and as she touched it, her eyes closed.

"She’s listening," Grace said softly.

Sophie sat up beside Jude, her hand resting over his heart, feeling the echo there. "No. She’s feeling us."

Emma stirred next, sliding her fingers along Jude’s thigh as she rose and leaned into Lucy’s side. "The hum isn’t just a song. It’s a call. And now we’re singing back."

They rose one by one, moving in a slow, dreamlike trance. They weren’t tired. They were energized - vibrating with purpose and connection. Each kiss shared, each stroke of skin against skin had left something behind, and the island had taken it in like nectar. It had tasted them. Claimed them. And now it wanted more.

Jude stood, slow and reverent, every part of him marked by them - lips swollen from kisses, skin flushed with their scent, muscles trembling from worship and surrender. He walked to the tree and stood beside Grace, placing his palm over the pulsing symbol. It was warm. Alive.

"We gave her everything," Jude whispered.

"And she gave it back," Zoey said, wrapping her arms around him from behind.

Stella’s voice came next, hushed and low. "We can ask her for what we want now."

Natalie tilted her head. "And what do we want?"

Rose stepped forward. Her body glowed faintly, and the crown of twisted flowers in her hair had begun to bloom again, each petal unfolding with her breath. "We want to stay."

Susan’s brow furrowed. "Forever?"

"No," Rose said softly. "Just long enough to become gods."

A quiet fell. Not fear. Not doubt.

Wonder.

Lucy approached the tree again, her fingers tangling with Jude’s. "If we’re part of her now... if the island knows us... we can shape it. Not just walk it. Not just survive it."

Jude looked at her. "You mean change it?"

"Yes," Sophie breathed. "This isn’t just magic. It’s intimacy. A cycle of giving and taking. We give love. We take power."

Scarlet smiled and stepped forward, her hips swaying. "Then let’s give her more."

The others echoed her with a ripple of breath and sound. The island responded. The wind picked up slightly, rustling the trees above, carrying the scent of flowers and skin and nectar. The hum shifted - deeper, almost sultry. Like anticipation.

The women circled again, this time not just around Jude - but around each other.

It wasn’t just about him anymore.

It was about all of them.

Rose took Sophie’s hand. Zoey kissed Grace’s shoulder. Lucy dropped to her knees in front of Emma, moaning softly as their mouths met.

They moved into each other, gliding like dancers, like shadows merging at dusk. Hips brushed hips. Breasts pressed against backs. Tongues slid over thighs and lips and pulses. There were no lines between them anymore - no rules of whose pleasure belonged to whom.

They shared everything.

Natalie and Layla writhed together against the roots of the tree, their mouths locked, fingers moving with skilled grace. Susan and Scarlet kissed deeply, one riding the other slow and wet while Jude watched, breath caught in his throat.

Then they came to him again.

Sophie first, kissing his chest, then sliding down to take him in her mouth, slow and deep. Her lips were worship. Her tongue was invitation. When she looked up at him, her eyes sparkled with the same glow the tree carried now.

One by one they came to him.

Emma sat astride his lap, guiding him into her with a hiss, while Zoey pressed against his back, reaching around to stroke Lucy as she moaned into Jude’s neck. Rose moved behind them all, arms open, whispering encouragement like a priestess at the altar.

Every body, every breath, every moan became a note in the new hum the island sang.

When Jude came again - buried deep inside Stella’s trembling body, his fingers digging into the earth beneath them - the ground shook softly. Not violently. Not threatening.

Welcoming.

He collapsed back into the moss, breath gone, eyes wide with wonder as the others curled against him once more. The petals above them rained down slowly, fragrant and wet. The hum began to fade.

And then came silence.

The kind of silence that only comes after the deepest kind of connection. After truth.

They lay together for hours, drifting in and out of sleep, kisses exchanged in half-dreams, fingers tangled, legs entwined.

When the sun finally broke through again - brighter than it had ever been - the symbol on the tree had changed.

No longer twelve circles around a center.

Now, it pulsed with one shape alone.

A spiral.

Growing outward.

Alive.

The light spilled through the trees like honey, thick and golden, warming their skin where it touched bare shoulders and thighs still damp from pleasure. The spiral on the tree shimmered with each beam of sunlight, pulsing slowly, rhythmically - as if it had taken on the cadence of their breath. Jude sat at its base, Lucy nestled against his chest, her fingers tracing slow spirals over his skin as if mimicking the mark behind them.

The others stirred in quiet waves, stretching, brushing against one another, kisses shared like morning greetings.

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