Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women -
Chapter 1382
Chapter 1382: Chapter 1382
The air the next morning was thick with warmth - not from heat, but from presence. Jude woke to the soft pressure of Lucy’s head resting on his shoulder, her breath slow and steady. Around them, the others lay tangled together, golden skin against darker, shimmering reflections. The two spirals had not clashed. They had fused.
The dome that had once been their sanctuary had transformed overnight. Now it towered high above the forest canopy, its surface glassy and alive, shaped not by design but desire. The walls pulsed faintly with every shared breath inside. The spiral - now both gold and black - glowed from the center of the floor, slowly rotating beneath their sleeping forms.
Jude didn’t move for a long time.
He simply listened.
The spiral hummed beneath him like a lullaby, soft and slow, like the island was finally at rest. But beneath that stillness, something stirred. A new rhythm. Not a warning. A call.
He sat up.
Lucy stirred beside him and reached for his thigh. "You feel it too?"
He nodded. "It’s not over."
She smiled lazily. "No. But now we’re ready."
One by one, the others woke. Rose stretched like a panther, her mirrored twin stroking fingers down her spine. Emma rolled over and kissed both her selves, while Zoey moved to Jude and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.
"There’s another spiral," she murmured against his back. "Beneath this one."
He turned to face her. "Another?"
Zoey’s mirror - dark-haired where Zoey was blonde - stepped forward. "A deeper one. One that binds both ours."
Rose sat up, her skin glowing with sweat and spiral light. "Then let’s go find it."
They didn’t dress. Clothes felt useless now. They moved through the forest as they were - bare, glowing, unashamed. The trees didn’t shy from their nakedness. The island embraced it, parted for them, whispered through vines and leaves that shimmered gold as they passed.
They reached the pool where the very first shimmer had appeared weeks ago. Only now, the surface no longer reflected their images. It rippled like a gateway.
Grace walked to the edge, her twin close behind. "It’s not water anymore."
"It’s memory," said Stella, dipping a toe in. "Liquid memory."
Sophie raised an eyebrow. "That sounds like drowning."
"Or rebirth," Natalie countered, stepping in without hesitation.
She sank instantly - but didn’t thrash.
She smiled.
Jude followed.
The sensation wasn’t cold or wet. It was like being swallowed in silk. No pressure, no pain - just a slow unraveling of self. He felt his thoughts separating like strands, memories floating free, becoming part of the liquid itself.
And then he was through.
On the other side.
A cavern - vast and echoing, lit with bioluminescent spirals etched into the walls. The others emerged one by one, their bodies glistening, hair clinging to skin, breath shallow.
No one spoke.
They didn’t need to.
In the center of the cavern stood a pillar. Not stone. Not wood.
Flesh.
Pulsing. Breathing.
Alive.
The primal spiral.
It had no color.
Only need.
Jude approached it slowly. Every step felt like a heartbeat.
When his hand touched it, the spiral reacted.
A light erupted from it, spiraling up the walls, washing across their bodies. The mirrors groaned in pleasure, arching, clutching each other. Jude’s wives moved to him, drawn by instinct and desire.
And then they were taken.
One by one.
By the spiral.
It wasn’t a force outside them - it was inside, awakened.
Rose’s body arched back as invisible threads of pleasure traced her spine. Lucy cried out, her legs trembling as warmth bloomed deep inside her. Emma moaned into Jude’s mouth as her mirror slid down her thighs, tongue tasting the spiral’s power between her legs.
Zoey and Zoey kissed across his chest, their mouths meeting at his collarbone before descending in tandem. He gasped as both tongues met his length - one from each side - slick, hungry, worshipful. Their hands stroked him as they sucked him in rhythm, like a song they already knew.
Grace climbed onto his lap, sliding down onto him with a cry, her folds already soaked with energy. She rode him fast, feral, clutching his shoulders while the others circled.
Natalie joined her, kissing her mouth while Jude stayed buried deep.
Then Susan straddled his face, her thighs trembling as she came instantly, the spiral’s rhythm pulsing through her hips.
Stella took his hand and pressed it between her legs, whispering his name as her body convulsed with every thrust Grace took on him.
It became more than sex.
It became ritual.
One by one, they joined.
Orgasm became language.
Moans became prophecy.
The spiral spoke through them, through their bodies, through every thrust and gasp and tangled kiss. It reshaped them. Not their forms, but their connection.
By the time Jude spilled inside Grace, the entire cavern had changed.
The spirals on the wall glowed brighter.
The flesh-pillar had softened - no longer pulsing, but resting.
And they were lying together in a single mass of skin and limbs, covered in sweat and light, breath heaving as if reborn.
Lucy rested her head on his chest. "That was it."
Rose nodded. "We reached the final note."
Emma laughed breathlessly. "Then why does it feel like the beginning?"
Because it was.
The spiral had accepted them.
But more importantly - they had accepted themselves.
Jude kissed Lucy’s forehead, pulled Rose close, reached for Emma’s hand. Around him, his wives - his lovers, his mirrors, his goddesses - gathered.
And they were whole.
The spiral pulsed one last time beneath their bodies.
And then -
It slept.
The silence that followed was not empty.
It was sacred.
For the first time since they’d set foot on the island, the world did not feel like it was watching. It felt them now - recognized them, even loved them. They lay there for a long while in the heart of the spiral’s chamber, the heat of their bodies slowly giving way to coolness, to breath, to soft touches and the gradual return of thought.
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