Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 429

Chapter 429: Chapter 429 License
Ross paused, giving Faith time to get used to his big fat cock inside her, his movements tender despite the fire burning within him.

“Ahhhhhh… it hurts a lot inside me.” Faith’s breaths were shallow, her flushed face and trembling body a testament to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

She met his gaze, her eyes glistening with unshed tears—not of pain, but of the emotional weight of their connection.

“You’re doing so well,” Ross whispered, leaning down to kiss her gently, his lips a stark contrast to the intensity of their earlier passion.

The gesture seemed to calm her, and she nodded again, signaling her readiness for what was to come next.

With that, Ross began to move, their bodies joining in a rhythm that felt both natural and electrifying.

The final barrier between them had been broken, and the night stretched out ahead of them, filled with the promise of shared passion and intimacy.

“Ohhh… you’re so hard and big, Ross,” Faith whimpered, her voice trembling as he began moving inside her with deliberate, powerful thrusts.

Her body struggled to adjust to his size, the sheer length and thickness of him stretching her in ways that made her toes curl and her breath hitch.

Every motion seemed to fill her completely, reaching places she hadn’t known existed.

At first, it was overwhelming—every deep thrust sending jolts of discomfort through her as he bumped against the most sensitive, untouched parts of her.

When he brushed against her cervix, the sudden pressure made her cry out softly, her nails digging into his back.

It hurt, a sharp, unfamiliar ache that left her squirming beneath him.

And yet, beneath the pain, there was something else—a warmth blooming deep within her, teasing the edges of her awareness, making her body slowly begin to respond.

Ross didn’t stop.

His hands slid over her body with confidence, exploring every curve as though committing her to memory.

He seemed to know exactly where to touch her, his fingers finding spots that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her nerves.

“Ahhhhh…” Faith gasped as he caressed her hips, his thumbs pressing into the soft flesh just above her thighs, and shivered when his hands moved to cup her breasts, teasing her stiff nipples with gentle pinches that made her arch against him.

His lips weren’t idle either. They trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck, lingering on the delicate skin beneath her jawline.

When his teeth grazed her collarbone, she whimpered, and when his tongue flicked against the sensitive spot behind her ear, she let out a shaky moan that made him smirk against her skin.

“Relax, Faith,” Ross murmured, his voice low and rough, vibrating against her neck.

“You’ll get used to it. I promise.” His lips brushed her ear as he spoke, the warm breath sending a shiver down her spine.

“I can already tell how much you like it. You’re so wet for me, and your tight little cunt is gripping me so perfectly. You feel incredible.”

Faith’s face burned at his words, a deep blush spreading from her cheeks to her chest, but she couldn’t deny the truth in them.

The initial pain was fading now, replaced by an unfamiliar, growing pleasure that made her body tremble.

Every thrust seemed to coax another gasp or moan from her lips, and the heat pooling in her core grew hotter with each passing second.

“Ross… it’s… it feels so good now. Ohhhhhhh…,” she whispered, her voice catching as he drove into her again, hitting a spot inside her that made her back arch and her breath hitch.

Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, her nails leaving faint crescent-shaped marks on his skin.

“Don’t stop, Ross!”

“Make love to me!”

“Love me forever.”

“Yes, I will,” Ross replied, his tone firm yet laced with honesty.

He slowed his movements slightly, his hips rolling in a way that sent a different kind of pleasure through her, softer but no less intense.

“You’re doing so well, Faith. Just trust me.”

His words, combined with the slow, deliberate rhythm of his thrusts and the way his lips continued to tease her neck, helped to ease the tension in her body.

Faith found herself melting into his touch, her earlier discomfort giving way to something entirely different.

Her breaths came faster, her moans growing louder as the pleasure began to overshadow everything else.

Ross watched her closely, drinking in every expression that crossed her flushed face—the way her lips parted with every moan, the way her brows knit together when he hit a particularly sensitive spot.

She was beautiful, utterly captivating, and he felt a surge of pride knowing he was the one making her feel this way.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of affection and desire.

He leaned down to capture her lips again, kissing her deeply as his hips moved faster, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room.

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Faith kissed him back eagerly now, her shyness forgotten as she matched his intensity.

Her hands roamed his back, feeling the muscles flex beneath her fingers with every movement.

Ross couldn’t get enough of her.

She was everything he’d ever wanted, and being the first to claim her, to make her his in every sense, filled him with a primal satisfaction that made his blood sing.

In this day and age, there was no greater achievement, no greater flex, than conquering a woman as stunning and pure as Faith.

And he intended to savor every moment of it.

“Ahhhhhh…”

“Ohhhhhhh…”

“Ughhhhhh…” The pace quickened, their passion building to a fever pitch.

Faith’s moans grew louder, her body moving in sync with his as she gave herself over to the sensations completely.

The pain was a distant memory now, replaced by wave after wave of pleasure that left her gasping for air.

“Ross…” she whispered his name like a prayer, her voice trembling with emotion and need.

Her eyes met his, wide and filled with trust, and something unspoken passed between them—a connection deeper than words.