Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1153: Chapter 1153 Pudge

Ross eased back slightly, then rocked forward again, shallow thrusts meant to slick his shaft and help her adjust.

Each gentle push drew a fresh whimper from her throat, the pain sharp but gradually laced with sparks of something else as her arousal fought to resurface.

Sabrina’s breath came in short, trembling gasps.

The fullness was overwhelming, foreign, almost too much.

She felt impossibly stretched, impaled on just the first few inches of him, and yet the deeper ache—the one that remembered how expertly he’d made her come with his mouth—was already stirring again.

Ross watched her face closely, reading every flicker of expression.

When he saw her hips twitch involuntarily toward him, he knew she was ready for more.

His jaw clenched with restraint as he drew back once more—and then drove forward with one powerful, decisive thrust.

Bang!

The bedframe slammed hard against the wall, headboard rattling as ten thick inches suddenly buried themselves deep inside her.

”Ahhhhhh!” Sabrina’s sharp scream filled the room—raw, shocked, torn between agony and relief—as her hymen gave way completely.

A hot sting bloomed deep within her, followed by the warm trickle of blood that eased his passage.

The sensation of being so abruptly, thoroughly filled stole her breath; she felt split open, every nerve alight with the overwhelming invasion.

Ross froze immediately, buried halfway, his forehead dropping to hers as he panted for control.

”I’ve got you,” he whispered hoarsely, pressing soft kisses to her tear-streaked cheeks.

”Just breathe, baby. The worst is over. You’re doing so well.”

Sabrina sobbed softly, legs trembling around his hips, but she nodded against his shoulder.

The pain was intense, throbbing in time with her heartbeat, yet beneath it, the incredible fullness began to shift into something else—something dark and delicious.

She felt him everywhere, pressing against secret places inside her that sent confusing flickers of pleasure through the haze of hurt.

Ross stayed perfectly still, letting her body acclimate, murmuring praise and reassurance against her ear until he felt the first tentative relaxation of her inner muscles.

Only then did he move again—slowly withdrawing an inch before pushing forward with careful, relentless pressure.

Another deep thrust seated him fully.

Sabrina’s eyes flew wide, a strangled gasp escaping as the final five inches slid home.

Fifteen inches—every last bit of him—now stretched her to her absolute limit.

He was so deep she could feel him in her throat, pulsing hot and heavy against her cervix.

Her walls fluttered helplessly around the impossible girth, pain and pleasure blurring into a single, exquisite sensation that left her dizzy and overwhelmed.

Ross let out a shuddering groan, arms shaking as he held himself above her.

”Goddamn... you took it all,” he breathed, voice thick with awe and barely leashed hunger.

”Look at you—so fucking perfect around me.”

Sabrina could only whimper in response, tears still slipping down her cheeks, body trembling beneath him. She felt utterly claimed, irrevocably changed.

The ache was still there, sharp and persistent, but woven through it now was a deep, throbbing need she hadn’t expected.

Her hips gave a tiny, experimental roll—and the spark of pleasure that followed made her gasp softly.

Ross’s eyes darkened at the movement. He brushed her hair back gently, searching her face.

”Tell me when you’re ready for more,” he said, voice rough but patient.

Sabrina swallowed hard, heart pounding.

She was terrified, exhilarated, and—despite everything—desperately hungry for whatever came next.

”I’m good, Ross,” Sabrina managed, her voice shaky but determined, laced with a defiance that surprised even her.

She drew in a trembling breath and met his intense gaze head-on.

”You can move now. I can take it. I’m not that brittle.”

Ross’s lips curved into a slow, wicked smile—equal parts relief, pride, and raw hunger.

The way her impossibly tight pussy clenched around his buried cock was driving him to the edge of sanity.

Every tiny flutter of her inner walls felt like a deliberate tease, gripping him in a hot, slick embrace that made his pulse thunder in his ears.

He’d been with many women, but nothing compared to this: the virgin heat of her, the way she stretched so perfectly around his full fifteen inches, the knowledge that he was the first—and right now, the only—man to ever claim her this way.

”Good girl,” he growled softly, the praise rumbling deep in his chest.

He brushed a stray lock of damp hair from her forehead, then leaned in to press a surprisingly tender kiss there, a brief moment of gentleness before the storm.

His hips shifted experimentally, drawing back just an inch or two.

The drag of his thick shaft against her sensitive walls pulled a sharp, breathy gasp from Sabrina—pain still sharp at the edges, but now threaded with an undeniable spark of pleasure.

Encouraged, Ross began to move in earnest.

He started with long, deliberate strokes: pulling out slowly until only the swollen head remained inside her, then sliding back in with a smooth, controlled thrust that buried him to the hilt again.

Each motion forced the air from her lungs in soft, stuttering moans.

Her body rocked beneath him, breasts swaying with the rhythm, nipples still red and tender from his earlier attention.

But restraint was never Ross’s strong suit—not when he had something this exquisite wrapped around him.

Within moments, his pace quickened.

His hips snapped forward harder, faster, building to a rapid, relentless rhythm that shook the entire bed.

Pak.

Pak.

Pak.

Pak.

The sharp, rhythmic slap of his heavy balls against her ass echoed through the room, mingling with the wet sounds of her arousal and the creak of the mattress springs.

Every thrust drove deep, the broad head of his cock kissing her cervix before retreating, only to plunge back in with even more force.

Sabrina’s legs tightened around his waist instinctively, heels digging into the small of his back as if to pull him deeper, even as fresh tears pricked her eyes from the intensity.

”Ahhhhhh...”

”Ohhhhhh...”

”Ughhhhh....” Sabrina’s moans serenaded loudly in the room.