Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women
Chapter 1454

Chapter 1454: Chapter 1454

It felt like velvet and fire and light and skin all at once, wrapping him in warmth that bloomed between his legs and deep in his chest. The pool wasn’t deep. It brought them close, chest to chest, hip to hip. The glowing heart floated just above them now, its pulses now in perfect rhythm with the beat of Jude’s blood.

Lucy’s arms slid around him, her body pressing close. Her thighs wrapped around his waist, her breath hot in his ear. "It wants us," she whispered.

Jude turned his head. "It’s alive."

"No," Zoey said from nearby, her arms wrapped around Stella, their bodies swaying gently in the water. "It is life."

Grace moaned softly, her fingers tracing Natalie’s spine, their lips brushing. "I can feel every part of you."

Jude felt them too. All of them. Not just their bodies, but their selves . Their heat, their longing, their memories. The water bound them together - made their pulses one, made every breath a shared inhale.

Then Lucy kissed him.

Slow. Melting. Deep.

Her body moved with his, hips grinding underwater, slick and hot and needy. Jude held her, his hands sliding over her back, down to her thighs, pulling her tighter, pressing into her. She moaned into his mouth as he entered her, the pool swirling around them with every thrust. Every motion sent echoes through the cavern - not just sound, but energy. The heart pulsed brighter.

And then Grace gasped again, and he saw her arch in Natalie’s arms, their bodies entwined in mirrored ecstasy.

Stella and Zoey were locked together too, arms and legs intertwined, kissing fiercely, water rippling out from their union.

Jude thrust harder, and Lucy cried out, biting his shoulder, her nails raking across his back. The others pressed closer, surrounding them. Hands touched his chest, his arms, Lucy’s curves. Lips brushed his skin, her breasts, his thighs.

They moved as one. A single rhythm.

The song returned - not from outside, but from within. They were the melody now. And the heart above them beat louder.

Faster.

Jude lifted Lucy higher, her body trembling, his hips slamming into her harder, faster, each stroke matched by a pulse from the heart. The water rose with them, glowing brighter, wrapping them in heat and pressure and bliss. Lucy threw her head back, her scream echoing across the chamber, as she came violently around him, her whole body shaking.

He followed seconds later, groaning her name as he exploded inside her, and the heart above them gave a massive pulse that sent shockwaves through the water.

The whole pool ignited - light, not flame.

They collapsed together, panting, still clinging to each other, surrounded by the others - spent, glowing, beautiful.

The water began to lower, gently releasing them.

As they stood, soaked and trembling, the walls of the chamber shifted. The runes faded. The pool became still again.

But the heart remained.

Its glow softer now.

Satisfied.

Changed.

Lucy cupped Jude’s face, smiling, glowing, radiant. "We completed it."

"Completed what?" he whispered.

"The bond," said Stella, stepping beside them. "Not just between us - but with the island."

Grace pointed upward, and they all turned.

Above the chamber, the stone ceiling had become translucent - clear as glass.

Beyond it was sky.

A sky they’d never seen.

Stars pulsed above them. Twelve of them, in a perfect ring.

A thirteenth in the center - larger, brighter, still forming.

Natalie whispered, "It’s us."

"It’s always been us," Zoey said. "And now we’ve awakened."

Jude took Lucy’s hand again and looked around.

They weren’t lost.

They were home.

The ascent from the heart chamber was unlike anything Jude had ever experienced. They didn’t walk back. The stone spiral they had descended dissolved into light beneath their feet, and instead, they rose - slowly, gracefully, suspended in a column of warmth and sound, cradled by the pulse of the island itself. It wasn’t just lifting their bodies; it was lifting them - stripping away something heavy and silent that had weighed on them since the day they arrived.

Lucy leaned against him, her breath soft against his neck. Zoey floated beside them, her fingers interlaced with Stella’s. Grace wept again, this time smiling as Natalie held her, their foreheads pressed together. No one spoke. They didn’t need to. The silence was sacred.

When they reached the surface, the jungle around them was changed. Not drastically - but it felt different. The trees seemed taller. The light more golden. The sky stretched wider, as if they’d stepped into a slightly newer world that had been waiting beneath the skin of the old one. The air shimmered faintly, like it held echoes of the glowing heart still pulsing below.

Jude could feel it within him - deep in his bones, under his ribs, nestled between the beat of his own heart. A tether. Not a chain. A promise.

They didn’t speak as they walked back.

When the treehouses appeared through the foliage, he saw Sophie first. She stood with one arm braced against the railing, her other hand wrapped tight around a spear. Her face twisted when she saw them - relief, fear, awe, and maybe something like anger all colliding at once. Emma appeared beside her, stepping forward slowly.

Lucy let go of Jude’s hand and ran ahead.

Sophie dropped the spear as Lucy threw her arms around her, their bodies crashing together in a desperate, shuddering embrace. Emma reached Jude next and clutched his arm, staring into his face with wide, questioning eyes.

"What did you do?" she whispered.

"We didn’t lose ourselves," he said. "We found something. And we came back."

Emma looked past him at the others. Zoey and Stella. Grace and Natalie. Each of them radiant, relaxed, changed - but still entirely themselves . And yet... something more shimmered beneath their skin.

Sophie cupped Lucy’s face, searching her eyes. "You left me."

"I didn’t mean to," Lucy said. "But I had to see. I had to feel it. I never stopped loving you. You’re still part of me."