Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 426

Chapter 426: Chapter 426 Spade
Faith’s heart raced, his declaration washing over her like a wave.

The weight of her sadness began to lift, replaced by a new kind of warmth—one that made her feel safe, even cherished, despite the circumstances.

Ross didn’t wait for her response. He leaned in again, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss that left her breathless. His hand returned to her body, slipping beneath the waistband of her pajamas and panties.

The first touch of his bare hand against her soft skin made her gasp loudly, her body trembling in his arms.

“Ahhhh…” Faith couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips. She clung to Ross, her fingers digging into his shirt as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded.

Ross took his time exploring her, his fingers moving with deliberate precision.

“You’re incredible,” he murmured against her lips.

“So soft, so warm… I could spend forever making you feel this good.”

Faith’s head tilted back, her eyes fluttering shut as his words and touch overwhelmed her senses. She felt exposed yet strangely safe, vulnerable yet completely under his spell.

When Ross finally slid her pajamas and panties down her legs, he paused to take in the sight before him. His breath caught as his gaze roamed over her bare body, lingering on her most intimate area.

“God, Faith,” he said, his voice thick with awe.

“You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect.”

His words sent another shiver down her spine, her body heating under his intense gaze.

She felt self-conscious, her hands instinctively moving to cover herself, but Ross gently caught her wrists, pulling them away.

“Don’t hide from me,” he said softly, his tone both commanding and tender.

“Let me see all of you.”

Faith hesitated but nodded, her trust in him overriding her embarrassment. She let her hands fall to her sides, her heart pounding as she surrendered to the moment.

Ross leaned closer, his hand trailing up her thigh to rest on her hip. He pressed a soft kiss to her stomach, then another just below her navel, each one making her body quiver with anticipation.

“You’re mine, Faith,” he murmured against her skin.

“Every part of you.”

His words ignited something within her—a mix of desire, vulnerability, and a longing she couldn’t fully understand. For the first time, she truly believed that he meant every word he said.

Faith closed her eyes, letting out a soft sigh as Ross continued to explore her body with reverence and care.

She didn’t know what the future held, but in this moment, she felt like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

Closing her eyes didn’t last long. Faith’s breath hitched when she felt Ross’s warm breath against her inner thighs, sending shivers through her entire body.

His hands were firm yet gentle, coaxing her legs to part further. She resisted instinctively, but Ross’s persistence, coupled with the magnetic pull of his presence, made her defenses crumble.

“Ross, don’t!” she gasped, her voice trembling with both embarrassment and anticipation. But her protest was half-hearted, and they both knew it.

Ross smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes as he gazed up at her.

“Too late,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with promise. And then his mouth descended upon her sweet pussy, claiming her in a way that left her utterly breathless.

His tongue flicked out to taste her, the first touch so delicate that it made her entire body jerk in response.

Slowly, he began to explore her, alternating between soft licks, gentle sucks, and the faintest grazes of his teeth.

Each movement was deliberate, as though he were savoring her taste, memorizing every reaction.

“Ughhh!” Faith groaned, her voice raw and unrestrained. Her hips bucked against him, her body moving on its own as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

She couldn’t believe what she was feeling—the delicate stretch of her untouched folds as her lips seemed to cling tightly to the wet, probing muscle of his tongue.

It was as if her body had a mind of its own, responding to him with a need she didn’t even know she possessed.

Ross’s tongue moved with a precision that felt impossibly natural, exploring her depths as though he had studied her body for years.

He teased and taunted, delving deeper one moment and pulling back the next, keeping her on the edge of anticipation.

“Ahhhhh…” Faith’s voice cracked, her moans echoing softly in the room. The pressure inside her was building quickly, a wave of pleasure she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to.

She was utterly helpless under Ross’s touch, every fiber of her being focused on the sensations he was drawing out of her.

It was overwhelming, intoxicating, and completely unlike anything she had ever experienced. Faith had always been taught to keep herself pure, to avoid any indulgence that could tarnish her body or mind.

Raised in a strict, wealthy family, she had been groomed to uphold her family’s pristine reputation, and that included ignoring her own desires.

She had barely touched herself in her life, convinced that doing so was shameful and impure.

But now, all those years of restraint seemed to melt away under Ross’s touch.

Her body reacted instinctively, her hips lifting to meet his mouth, her hands clutching the sheets beneath her as if to anchor herself.

“Here it comes!” she thought, her entire body tensing as the wave of pleasure threatened to crest. She was on the verge of something she couldn’t fully comprehend, something powerful and consuming.

And then, just as the climax began to build to its peak… Ross stopped.

Faith’s eyes flew open in shock, her gaze darting down to him.

“Ross!” she protested, her voice filled with frustration and disbelief. She tried to lift her hips again, hoping to regain the friction she desperately needed, but it wasn’t the same.

Ross chuckled softly, his teasing smile only adding to her frustration.

“Some of the best things in life take time to mature,” he said, his voice calm and infuriatingly mysterious. “All in the right time, Faith. Let me enjoy exploring the rest of you first.”