Evil MC's NTR Harem

Jade's body tightened around Ross instinctively, each inch drawing him deeper until he was buried within her, her core gripping him with a fierce, needy heat that left her gasping.

"So big," Jade whimpered, her voice a mixture of astonishment and pleasure as she felt herself stretching around him, the sensation both exhilarating and overwhelming.

The fullness was almost too much, her walls clinging to him, her body aching with every pulse.

But Ross was relentless, his hands firm on her hips as he began to move, each thrust pushing him deeper, his body determined to claim every inch of her.

"You're so tight, Jade. Like a virgin," he murmured, his voice a deep, husky whisper, each word sending a thrill through her.

"And so hot inside." He groaned with satisfaction, his own restraint slipping as he began to move with a steady rhythm, his hips rolling against her with a force that left her breathless.

Jade's fingers gripped the sheets, her knuckles white as she tried to hold herself steady against the intense rhythm building between them.

Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps as she felt herself giving in, her body responding eagerly to the unfamiliar sensations.

She could feel her core clenching around him, the wetness between her thighs only heightening the intensity of each thrust.

The room filled with the unmistakable sounds of their bodies meeting, a wet, rhythmic slapping that echoed in her ears and filled her senses.

Every impact sent jolts of pleasure radiating through her, building a heat that was quickly becoming unbearable.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

The sounds of their flesh colliding became a raw, primal symphony that matched the frantic beat of her heart. Each impact drove him deeper, taking her closer to a threshold she hadn't known she could cross.

Jade's back arched, her head tipping back as her body surrendered, caught up in the relentless rhythm, her breaths coming in soft, desperate moans as pleasure built within her.

Her mind grew hazy, every thought replaced by the pure, pulsing sensation that radiated from her core, leaving her lost in a wave of pleasure that only grew with each thrust.

She couldn't deny it any longer—the thrill, the intensity, the wildness—it was unlike anything she'd felt before, a side of herself she had never touched.

Her body was his to command, every nerve alight as she found herself surrendering completely to a passion she hadn't known existed.

Ross, usually so composed and restrained, now seemed entirely transformed, driven by a wild, almost savage need as he thrust into Jade with relentless fervor, each motion more powerful than the last.

His normally calm expression had melted away, replaced by a fierce intensity that made her heart race.

He grasped her hips firmly, pulling her closer with each deep, rhythmic plunge, and she could feel his muscles taut and trembling with effort.

Jade's breaths came in shallow gasps, her voice rising in helpless, breathless cries that echoed off the walls of the dimly lit room.

Her body responded instinctively, her back arching as her ample breasts bounced with each thrust, the sensation flooding her senses.

It was as though time itself had slowed, stretching each second into an eternity as her nerves ignited, every touch and movement magnified.

Caught in the primal rhythm he set, she felt her own release building, a tight coil of anticipation winding within her, her mind teetering on the edge of bliss and despair.

As she neared that final threshold, a sudden realization jolted through her when she felt his thickness swell inside her.

"Ross… pull out," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper, but laced with urgency and fear. "I… I don't want to get pregnant."

Her plea only seemed to fuel him, his eyes darkening as he looked down at her with a twisted smile that made her pulse quicken in a mix of fear and something she couldn't name.

"And why not?" he murmured, his tone soft yet edged with dangerous intent. "Isn't it a slave's duty to bear her master's child?"

Before she could protest, his grip tightened, his movements becoming rougher, deeper, each thrust filled with an unmistakable possessiveness.

"Let's make a baby, Jade. Our baby," he declared, his words reverberating in her mind as his pace grew merciless.

With a final, powerful thrust, he held her close as his release flooded her, warmth spreading through her in waves.

"Nooooooo…" Jade's cry mingled with her own climax, her body trembling uncontrollably as pleasure washed over her, overwhelming her senses.

Her muscles tightened around him, betraying her with each shudder, clinging to him as if she were lost in the throes of both pleasure and despair.

They lay entwined, chests heaving, as the intensity slowly faded, leaving only the heavy silence between them.

This moment, this irreversible crossing of a line, was now etched deeply into their memories, an act that bound them in ways neither could deny or forget.

Of course, Ross was only bluffing Jade. He knew that if she ended up pregnant, their secret would unravel, exposing a relationship that neither of them could afford to reveal.

That was far from what they had agreed upon, but he kept that knowledge to himself, maintaining the facade as he continued with relentless intensity, pushing her to her limits with each round of fucking they took thereafter.

Jade didn't realize his intentions and, instead, her body responded to his words, tightening around him as if claiming him in return. Ross smirked, leaning closer, his voice a seductive whisper in her ear.

"Imagine it, Jade… in nine months, carrying our baby," he murmured, his tone dripping with a wicked promise that made her shiver despite herself.

His teasing had the exact effect he wanted. He felt her shudder, her body involuntarily clenching tighter around him, each word driving her senses into overdrive.

The idea lingered in her mind, impossible to ignore, making her pulse quicken.

Her breaths grew shallow as his pace remained merciless, each thrust pulling her further into the fantasy he'd spun, one that felt dangerously real in the heat of the moment.

The power he held over her became even more intoxicating as he continued, his gaze locked on hers with an intensity that bordered on possessive.

Her reactions fueled him, spurring him to move harder, faster, lost in the role he played as he whispered, "You'll look so beautiful, Jade… carrying my child." The words hung in the air, leaving Jade trembling, as every taunting promise pushed her closer to the edge.

And despite the truth he kept hidden, he reveled in the control he held over her, savoring each fleeting moment.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Jade screamed in fear and delight as her pussy once again convulsed around our op evil mc's cock for the umpteenth time.

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