Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Chapter 190 Protest
Ross met her movements with upward thrusts, his hands firmly gripping her hips to guide her.

The wet, lewd sounds of their connection filled the air, mingling with Althea’s breathy moans and the faint creak of the bed beneath them.

The pace began to quicken, their rhythm synchronizing as their passion built.

Faster and harder they moved, their bodies colliding with a force that sent the bed rocking against the wall.

The squeaks of the frame became a steady backdrop to their wild lovemaking.

Althea threw her head back, her moans growing louder as waves of pleasure began to overtake the lingering pain.

“Ross…” she whimpered, her voice barely audible between gasps.

Her nails dug into his chest as she rode him with increasing fervor, her body fully surrendering to the raw intensity of the moment.

Ross’s hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as he thrust harder, their connection growing deeper with each passing second.

The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them locked in a rhythm that was primal and unrelenting.

Time lost all meaning as they gave themselves completely to one another, their passion consuming them in a way that left no room for anything else.

Althea’s cries of pleasure filled the air, harmonizing with Ross’s low groans as they reached new heights together, the bond between them solidified in the most intimate way possible.

“Ohhhhh… I missed this, Ross. It’s been too long,” Althea moaned, her voice dripping with desire as she rode him with abandon.

“Yes,” Ross replied, his tone thick with lust. “But you can have my cock anytime you want from now on. I know just how hungry you are for it, my lovely Althea.” His lewd words seemed to fuel her passion even more as his hips met hers in perfect synchronization, his powerful upward thrusts matching her eager downward motions.

Ross’s hands were far from idle, exploring her body with a hunger that matched his words.

He cupped one of her ripe, perfect breasts, bringing it to his mouth, and sucked greedily on her sensitive nipple as if he wanted to draw milk from her stunning bosom.

The sensation sent shivers coursing through Althea’s body, her moans growing louder as he alternated between her breasts, teasing her with his tongue.

He left wet, swirling patterns on her soft skin, his rough fondling leaving no inch of her flawless chest untouched.

Pak.

Pak.

Pak.

The rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding echoed through the room, mingling with the creaks of the bed and the symphony of their moans.

The music of love and lust filled the space, leaving Robin and the camera crew stunned.

None of them could believe what they were witnessing.

Ross and Althea moved like animals in heat, their motions wild and untamed.

The bed itself groaned under the force of their frenzied movements, its frame shaking as if in protest.

Althea kept riding Ross, her stamina and determination unrelenting as the minutes turned into thirty.

Her pace never faltered, her hips moving with a fluidity that kept Ross groaning in pleasure.

Just as she began to lose herself entirely in the heat of the moment, she felt something new—Ross’s middle finger brushing against her lips.

The silent message was clear, and Althea wasted no time.

She opened her mouth and took his finger in, her lips wrapping around it as she began to suck.

Her head moved up and down, her tongue swirling around his digit, treating it with the same care and enthusiasm she had shown his cock.

Ross’s finger thrust in and out of her mouth, and she moaned around it, the act heightening her arousal even further.

After a dozen breaths, the finger withdrew, leaving a glistening trail of saliva in its wake.

But Althea’s surprise quickly turned to shock when she felt that same finger press against her other, untouched entrance—the forbidden hole.

Her eyes widened as Ross’s finger circled the tight ring, teasing it with gentle, deliberate movements.

The sensation was completely new to the body she has in this world, a mix of taboo and pleasure that sent her into overdrive.

Her body responded instinctively, her movements atop Ross growing even more frenzied.

She moaned louder, her hips bucking wildly as the combination of his cock filling her and his finger exploring her pushed her closer to the edge.

Ross grinned at her reaction, his free hand gripping her waist to steady her as she lost herself to the overwhelming sensations.

“That’s it, Althea,” he murmured, his voice low and full of dominance. “I remember how you always wanted me to pay attention to this hole also.”

And Althea became even wilder after that, her body surrendering completely to the pleasure that consumed her, leaving no room for thought—only pure, unbridled ecstasy.

“Ross!”

“Ahhhh…”

“Put it in me!”

“Ohhhhh…”

“F-fuck my ass with your finger!”

“Pleaseeeeee!” Althea’s voice was high-pitched, desperate, her words dripping with longing as she clung to him, trembling with need.

Ross’s lips curled into a knowing smile as he moved his hand, teasing her while his mind wandered to the subtle changes he had made in her past.

Althea had always been beautiful, alluring, but her desires had been… unrefined.

With just a little nudge, he had shaped her past into someone who not only craved his touch but embraced him without inhibition.

He had crafted her previous life to revel in surrender, loving the idea of giving all of herself to him—body and soul.

Most of all, she made Althea someone who enjoyed anal sex as much as she did the usual hole of love.

It was a win for him on every level. Among his harem, April had been the only one to willingly share every part of herself, and he cherished that bond.

Ross explored every hole in April’s body every time that he could.

It wasn’t just about conquest; it was about trust and love.

Despite his dominating nature, Ross never forced his lovers into anything they didn’t wish for.

Their consent was part of the thrill, the unspoken proof of their devotion.

April had given herself fully, her trust absolute, and Ross had rewarded her with his own form of affection—an unyielding sense of possession.

But Althea? She was already there. There was no more need to train her at all.

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