Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1154: Chapter 1154 Supreme

Ross leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising, open-mouthed kiss.

His tongue thrust in time with his cock—deep, demanding, possessive—swallowing every moan and cry she fed him.

The kiss was messy, desperate; saliva slicked their lips, breaths mingling hot and fast.

He didn’t slow his hips for a second. If anything, the taste of her surrender only spurred him on, his thrusts growing stronger, more punishing, the bedframe thumping steadily against the wall in a primal beat.

A minute later, he tore his mouth from hers, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw before reaching the sensitive column of her throat.

He sucked hard at the pulse point just below her ear, then grazed his teeth over the skin before biting down—not enough to break skin, but firm enough to mark.

Another bite followed lower, then another, each one deliberate and lingering.

Dark red hickeys bloomed across her pale neck like a necklace of possession, visible claims that would linger for days, reminders every time she looked in the mirror.

Sabrina’s head fell back against the pillow, baring more of her throat to him as broken, breathless moans spilled continuously from her lips.

The sounds were a symphony of mixed sensation: sharp whimpers when the stretch burned too deep, low, throaty moans when the angle shifted and pleasure flared bright and sudden.

Pain still throbbed with every powerful thrust, a deep ache that radiated through her cunt, but it was changing—softening, transforming.

Each time he filled her completely, sparks of ecstasy ignited along her nerves, building steadily, layering over the hurt until the two became indistinguishable.

Her clit throbbed where his pelvis ground against it on every inward stroke, the friction delicious and constant.

Her walls began to flutter more frequently, gripping him tighter, pulling him deeper as her body finally began to crave the invasion rather than merely endure it.

Ross felt the shift immediately—the way her hips started to rise tentatively to meet his, the way her moans grew less pained and more needy.

He growled against her neck, nipping one last mark into her skin before lifting his head to watch her face.

”That’s it, baby,” he rasped, voice rough with effort and arousal.

”Feel how good it is now. Your pussy’s so fucking perfect—milking me like it never wants me to leave.”

Sabrina could only whimper in response, eyes half-lidded and glassy, lips parted as she panted for air.

Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails that made him hiss and thrust even harder.

The pain was still there, a constant undercurrent, but the pleasure was rising fast—hot, urgent, unstoppable—coiling tighter in her belly with every slap of skin on skin.

She was lost in it now: the stretch, the fullness, the raw, animal rhythm of being thoroughly, completely fucked for the very first time.

Ross leaned forward once more, his strong hands sliding up Sabrina’s sweat-slicked body to cup her massive, heaving breasts.

He squeezed them firmly, thumbs flicking over her stiff nipples as he kneaded the soft, heavy flesh with rough, hungry passion.

Sabrina arched beneath him, a breathless moan escaping her lips as he toyed with her sensitive peaks, pinching and tugging just hard enough to send sparks of pleasure shooting straight to her core.

His gaze dropped lower, fixated on the obscene, intoxicating sight where their bodies joined.

His thick, 15-inch monster cock—veined and throbbing—glistened under a thick layer of her creamy white arousal.

Every powerful thrust dragged more of her slick juices along his shaft, coating him from swollen tip to heavy base in a shiny sheen that dripped down onto his balls.

The visual alone made his cock twitch harder inside her.

It was undeniable proof that the sharp pain of her deflowering had melted away; her once-virgin pussy was now utterly drenched, eagerly welcoming the brutal stretch of his enormous girth.

He could feel it too—her tight, velvety walls fluttering and rippling wildly around him, clenching in erratic spasms that milked his length with perfect, instinctive rhythm.

Each involuntary squeeze massaged him from root to crown, pulling him deeper as if her body was desperate to keep him buried inside.

The shift was complete: the girl who had whimpered and trembled when he first breached her hymen was gone.

In her place was a woman lost in raw, overwhelming pleasure, her pink pussy utterly ruined and remade for his cock alone.

Pak

Pak

Pak

The wet, rhythmic slap of his hips against hers echoed through the room, skin meeting skin in a relentless, primal cadence.

Ross didn’t slow, didn’t show mercy.

He drove into her with long, punishing strokes, bottoming out against her cervix on every thrust, forcing her body to take every impossible inch.

Her legs trembled around his waist, heels digging into his back as she tried to pull him even closer, deeper.

Less than five minutes after he’d first buried himself inside her, Sabrina’s breathing turned ragged.

Her nails raked down his shoulders, her back bowing off the bed as the pressure coiled unbearably tight in her core.

”Oh my God, Ross!” she cried out, voice breaking with desperate need.

”I’m coming! I’m gonna come so fucking hard on your huge cock—ahhhhhhh!”

The words had barely left her lips when her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Her tight pussy clamped down in violent, rhythmic pulses, squeezing him so intensely that Ross groaned through gritted teeth.

A second later, she shattered completely—squirting in hot, forceful jets that soaked his pistoning shaft, splashed against his lower abs, and drenched the sheets beneath them.

Her body shook uncontrollably, thighs quivering, breasts bouncing wildly as wave after wave of ecstasy tore through her.

Ross kept thrusting through it all, prolonging her climax, savoring the way her gushing release made every stroke even slicker, even hotter.

Sabrina’s screams turned into broken, breathless sobs of pure bliss, her eyes rolling back as she surrendered completely to the overwhelming pleasure of her first cock-induced orgasm.

”Ahhhhh...”

”Ohhhhh...”

”Ughhhh...” Sabrina’s lewd moans were like music to the ears of Ross.