Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 501

Chapter 501: Chapter 501 Degree
Most guys would do anything for a beautiful, sexy girl—especially one like her.

And her boyfriend was no exception.

Ding!

The response came almost instantly. She opened the message, anticipation humming in her veins.

The image loaded—her boyfriend’s cock, hard and erect, standing at full length.

A simple text accompanied it:

“What’s this about?”

Diane barely paid attention to the words. Her gaze lingered on the picture, taking in every detail.

But instead of excitement, she felt… nothing.

Her lips pressed into a thin line.

“Why is it so small compared to Ross’s?” she muttered, almost without realizing it.

The thought struck her like a slap.

She had never thought about it before. Had never compared before.

But now, the difference was glaring. What once seemed adequate, even impressive, now looked utterly pathetic.

Her boyfriend’s cock was nothing compared to Ross’s thick, powerful length.

A strange sense of disappointment settled in her chest.

Slowly, she set her phone down, no longer interested in the conversation. Instead, her fingers moved lower, pressing against the slickness between her thighs as she returned to her fantasies.

Her boyfriend was already forgotten.

In her mind, there was only one man.

Ross.

Diane came thinking about Ross and she felt guilty afterwards since she had a boyfriend already.

***

Ross had fucked Amy and Sandra all night long, leaving the three of them with barely thirty minutes of sleep before a loud knock at the door jolted them awake.

A farm boy’s voice rang out, calling them for breakfast.

Amy groaned, burying her face into Ross’s chest. “Tell them to go away,” she mumbled sleepily.

Sandra, sprawled on the other side of the bed, stretched lazily, her naked body still sensitive from the night’s endless pleasure.

“Mmm… I don’t think I can even walk,” she murmured, shifting slightly and feeling the dull ache between her thighs.

“Ross, look what you did to us.”

Ross smirked, lying back with his hands behind his head.

“Not my fault you both couldn’t get enough of me.”

Amy pouted. “You’re so full of yourself.”

He chuckled. “And you’re full of me, so I’d say it evens out.”

The sisters exchanged a glance before bursting into giggles.

Despite their exhaustion, they eventually dragged themselves out of bed, throwing on whatever fresh clothes they could find in the closet before heading downstairs.

As they sat at the farmhouse table, the scent of fresh bread and sizzling bacon filling the air, the sisters continued their conversation—loud enough for Ross to hear.

“Don’t you already have a boyfriend, sis?” Amy teased, nudging Sandra with a smirk.

Sandra huffed, rolling her eyes.

“And didn’t you have one before, Amy? Look where we are now.” She shot Ross a sultry glance, biting her lip.

“Face it—he’s simply irresistible.”

Ross, casually leaning back in his chair, took a sip of his coffee before grinning.

“I know I am. That’s why you spread your legs for me so easily.”

Sandra gasped in mock outrage, playfully smacking his arm.

“And you have such a big head, too.”

“I’m big everywhere,” Ross shot back with a wink.

Amy shook her head, laughing. “He’s got a point.”

Ross leaned forward slightly, his expression shifting as a mysterious smirk played on his lips.

“But you still owe me, Sandra.” His voice dropped an octave, turning low and commanding.

“And I know exactly how you’re going to pay.”

Sandra arched a brow, pretending to be unimpressed, though the heat in Ross’s gaze sent a shiver down her spine.

“Oh no, whatever shall I do? There’s nothing you could do to make me afraid, Ross.”

She leaned in closer, her voice turning husky.

“As long as you fuck me hard and keep your cock inside me, I’d do anything for you.”

She bit her lip, her thighs pressing together as an all-too-familiar ache started building again.

Just the thought of being under him, dominated and filled, was enough to make her wet.

Ross’s smirk widened.

“Good,” he murmured, his voice like silk laced with steel.

“Because I will collect. And when I do…” He trailed off, his gaze burning into hers, promising something wicked.

Sandra shuddered slightly, not from fear—but from anticipation.

Amy, watching the exchange, shook her head with an amused smile.

“God, you two are insatiable. Can we at least eatbefore you start fucking again?”

Ross chuckled.

“Fine. Eat first.” His grin darkened.

“But after breakfast, Sandra—your world will be rocking again… hard.”

Sandra swallowed, excitement coiling in her stomach.

Breakfast started when Diane, Adele and Steven came.

All six of them were in for a hearty breakfast, the dining table filled with the warm aroma of freshly baked bread, sizzling bacon, and brewed coffee.

Laughter echoed through the room as everyone exchanged stories, their moods light and carefree.

Ross leaned back in his chair, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

The past night had been eventful, to say the least, and he could still see the satisfied glow on Sandra and Amy’s faces.

They caught each other’s gazes more than once, playful smirks tugging at their lips, but neither said a word.

As they ate, the conversation naturally turned toward the day’s plans.

“The weather’s perfect,” Steven announced, stretching his arms behind his head.

“A great time for a swim at the lake!”

“Swimming? Hell yeah!” one of the sexy women cheered.

“Let’s bring some meat, too,” another suggested. “We can have a barbecue later.”

The idea was met with enthusiastic agreement, and soon, preparations were in full swing.

The kitchen became a flurry of activity as everyone pitched in—packing coolers with drinks, marinating meat, gathering towels, and loading up the truck with everything they’d need.

Ross watched the chaos unfold with mild amusement, occasionally stepping in to help.

He was a great cook but that would be revealed to this family much later.

For today he would be good at carrying heavy things—and at sneaking glances at Sandra and Amy as they moved around.

By the time the clock struck one, they were all set.