Evil MC's NTR Harem

Reina wanted to pull away, her instincts screaming at her to resist, to fight against the humiliation and betrayal she felt within herself.

But as her trembling hands hovered in the air, the haunting memory of Althea's earlier torment crept into her mind.

The agonizing pain, the sheer helplessness—it was too vivid, too raw. She couldn't go through it again.

Instead, her hands found their way to Ross's head, clutching his hair tightly as if it were a lifeline.

Her grip was desperate, her knuckles white as she clung to him, not to encourage him, but to steady herself against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.

Ross showed no mercy. His mouth worked skillfully, his tongue flicking and teasing in ways that sent sparks shooting up her spine.

Each deliberate movement was calculated, designed to wring every ounce of reaction from her. Her hips betrayed her, jerking involuntarily, and a small, broken moan escaped her lips before she could stifle it.

His hands, strong and commanding, weren't idle. One slid up her trembling body, cupping her soft, full breasts.

His fingers kneaded them firmly, rolling and pinching just enough to send jolts of pleasure that bordered on pain. Yet, he never crossed the line, keeping her teetering on the edge of discomfort and bliss.

"Ahhhhh! Be gentler, please," Reina cried out, her voice shaky and raw. Tears pooled in her eyes, slipping down her flushed cheeks as her body trembled under his touch.

The shame was almost unbearable. She couldn't believe she was moaning for another man—someone other than her husband.

The very thought made her chest ache, but the relentless sensations refused to let her retreat into guilt.

Ross paused momentarily, lifting his gaze to take in the sight before him. Reina's body was exquisite, her mature curves and supple form speaking of a woman who had long since blossomed.

Compared to Ren's youthful, sexy figure, Reina's body was the epitome of womanly allure—full, ripe, and irresistibly tempting.

His lips curled into a smirk as his eyes traveled over her trembling form, lingering on the faint quiver of her thighs and the way her chest rose and fell with each shuddering breath.

Her vulnerability only added to her beauty, and Ross reveled in the power he held over her.

"You're beautiful like this," he murmured, his deep voice laced with amusement and satisfaction.

"Do you feel it, Reina? How your body craves what I'm giving you, even if your mind denies it?"

Reina's tears spilled over as her lip quivered. She shook her head weakly, trying to refute his words, but the betrayal of her own body was undeniable.

Her skin was alight with goosebumps, every nerve humming with stimulation she couldn't suppress.

Ross didn't wait for a response. He leaned back down, his mouth reclaiming her with renewed intensity, determined to show her just how much pleasure she could endure.

Reina's cries filled the room, each one tinged with equal parts despair and unwilling ecstasy. She could feel herself slipping further into the abyss, her body betraying her with every passing moment.

Deep down, she wished for one thing: that Ross would stop, or at the very least, treat her harshly enough to remind her of her shame. But the tenderness he mixed with dominance was unbearable.

It chipped away at her resolve, making her question how much more she could take before she shattered completely.

Ross feasted on Reina for more than a dozen minutes, his tongue and lips savoring every reaction from her trembling body. By the time he pulled back, his desire had reached a fever pitch.

His cock was hard and throbbing, ready to claim her entirely. Moving between her legs, he spread them wide, exposing the glistening result of his earlier attentions.

Reina's smooth, flushed pussy shimmered with her wetness, a testament to how thoroughly he had worked her over. Yet, as she caught sight of him positioning himself, her breath hitched in fear.

"No… nooo…" Reina groaned weakly, her voice tinged with panic as her wide eyes fell on Ross's impressive size.

The 15-inch monster stood proudly, thick and veined, a stark contrast to what she had known with her husband. Her good spouse's 6-inch, thin frame seemed almost laughable in comparison.

Ross smirked, gripping his shaft as he lined it up with her entrance.

"Don't worry, Reina," he teased, his deep voice dripping with amusement. "I'll make sure you feel every inch."

Without warning, he thrust forward, slamming into her with a force that made the bed creak and groan under the impact.

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Reina's scream tore through the room as her body arched in shock.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" she cried, her hands clutching desperately at the sheets. Pain rippled through her as Ross's cock stretched her in ways she couldn't have imagined.

Tears streamed down her face as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the overwhelming sensations. Her thoughts raced back to her husband—the man she had once loved and trusted.

The pain of betrayal mingled with the physical discomfort, leaving her utterly broken. At least, she thought bitterly, he would never know about this disgraceful act.

Ross paused for a moment, looking down at her tear-streaked face and trembling form.

"Your pussy is still so tight, Reina," he murmured with a chuckle.

"It's clear you haven't had much play lately. And your husband…" He smirked cruelly. "I'm guessing he had a tiny baby dick. A small, useless tool that could never bring a woman like you to her limits."

His words made Reina's chest tighten with shame, her tears flowing faster as her body trembled beneath him.

Ross began to move slowly, his hips rocking in a deliberate rhythm. Each thrust was controlled, his cock pulling almost all the way out before sinking back into her depths.

He built his pace gradually, letting her feel every inch of him. The slow, torturous strokes soon gave way to an unrelenting tempo as he pounded into her.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang!

The bed shook violently, the frame groaning under the force of his thrusts. The lewd sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room, echoing like a sinful melody.

Reina's cries of pain mixed with soft, reluctant moans, her body betraying her despite the turmoil in her mind.

Ross grinned as he buried himself deeper with each stroke, determined to leave his mark on her in every way.