Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Teach
Before Faith could argue, Ross began to move upward, his hands trailing along her sides as he kissed a path up her body.

His touch was both possessive and tender, as though he were claiming her inch by inch.

He reached for the hem of her pajama shirt, his fingers brushing against her skin as he pulled it over her head.

Faith’s breath caught as her bare skin was exposed to him, the cool air of the room contrasting with the heat of her flushed body.

Next came her bra, and when her chest was finally bare, Ross paused to take in the sight before him. His gaze darkened, filled with hunger and reverence.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Faith felt a fresh wave of embarrassment wash over her, and she instinctively moved to cover herself. But Ross gently caught her wrists, pulling her hands away.

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

“What’s yours is mine now. And I love your big boobs down to the last surface.”

Her heart pounded in her chest as she nodded, her trust in him overriding her self-consciousness. She let her hands fall to her sides, her body trembling slightly under his intense gaze.

Ross leaned down, pressing his lips to the soft curve of her breast. He kissed her slowly, reverently, his tongue teasing her sensitive skin.

When his mouth closed around one of her pink nipples, Faith gasped, her back arching involuntarily.

“Ross…” she whispered, her voice shaky and breathless. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she tried to steady herself against the storm of sensations he was unleashing.

Ross’s other hand moved to her other breast, cupping it gently before squeezing it with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness.

“You’re mine, Faith,” he murmured against her skin. “Every part of you. Every inch. Mine.”

His words sent a shiver down her spine, her body heating even further under his touch. Despite her nervousness, she couldn’t deny the growing anticipation that coursed through her veins.

Ross lifted his head, his lips curving into a soft smile as he met her gaze.

“I’m not rushing this,” he said, his voice low and steady.

“I want to savor every inch of you.”

Faith’s chest rose and fell with each labored breath, her body trembling as she nodded.

She didn’t know what the future held, but in this moment, she felt completely safe in his arms, ready to surrender to whatever came next.

Ross admired Faith’s twin treasures, his hands gently kneading the soft, supple mounds with a mix of reverence and desire.

Each touch elicited a gasp or moan from her, fueling his passion as he drank in the sight of her flushed, glowing skin.

With a lingering kiss on each peak, Ross slowly shifted his attention, moving down her body.

He trailed a path of featherlight kisses along her stomach, his lips igniting tiny sparks of sensation wherever they touched.

Faith shivered beneath him, her anticipation building with every inch he descended.

Finally, Ross settled between her spread legs, positioning himself as though kneeling at an altar. He gazed at her with unmasked adoration, taking in the sight of her bare, vulnerable beauty.

The sight of her like this, open and trusting, made his heart race and his breath hitch.

“You’re breathtaking, Faith,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion and desire. His hands gently caressed her thighs, spreading her further as he prepared to worship her in ways she had never known.

“It’s so big…” Faith’s thoughts swirled in a haze of disbelief and wonder as she felt the firm, unyielding pressure against her most sensitive spot.

Her body trembled involuntarily, a mix of excitement and trepidation washing over her. She couldn’t imagine how something so large could ever fit—it felt impossible.

And yet, her body seemed to instinctively prepare for what was coming, heat pooling deep within her as her slickness increased, coating her folds with eager anticipation.

Ross’s lips never left her skin, his kisses and nips driving her to the edge of reason. He seemed utterly enthralled by her, his focus on worshipping every inch of her pale, creamy skin. He moved up again.

His hands roamed across her curves, savoring the feel of her soft flesh beneath his fingers, as though he was imprinting her into his memory.

Faith’s heart pounded wildly in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

“Ross… gentle, please,” she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper as his mouth worked its magic on her chest.

“Shhh,” Ross murmured against her skin, his warm breath teasing her sensitive nipples before he took one into his mouth again.

“Just let me take care of you.”

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer despite her words. Each flick of his tongue against her hardened peak sent electric shocks through her body, making her toes curl in response.

She couldn’t stop the soft cries spilling from her lips, her body arching into his touch as if seeking more.

“Ahhhhhh… Ross, you’ll leave a mark! Take it easy…” Her protests melted into moans as his teeth grazed her skin, leaving behind faint trails of love bites that made her blush deeply.

Ross pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his eyes dark with desire.

“That’s the point,” he said, his voice low and teasing.

“I want the world to see who you belong to.”

Faith’s cheeks burned at his words, but the possessiveness in his tone sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.

“Ross…” she whispered, her voice trembling as she tried to process the mix of emotions swirling within her.

Her eyes traveled down to her body, taking in the marks he had left on her once-pristine skin.

The sight was shocking—so lewd, so indecent—but it awakened something deep within her, something she hadn’t realized existed.

A flicker of rebellion, of naughtiness, stirred in her chest, mingling with the overwhelming sensations Ross was coaxing from her.