Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Chapter 608 Fog
Then Ross ducked down, mouth hot and eager, and latched onto her nipple.

His tongue was relentless, swirling and flicking in fast, rough strokes, his teeth grazing just enough to make her gasp.

He sucked hard, drawing as much pleasure from her as he gave, completely focused on the way her body reacted.

Jade’s moan cracked in her throat.

Her rhythm faltered for a moment—Ross’s grip on her breast was too tight, his mouth too distracting—but she gritted her teeth and didn’t stop. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t.

He might have her chest pinned and her upper body locked in place, but her hips were still free—and she used them with ruthless determination.

Pak. Pak. Pak.

The wet, rhythmic sound of her body slapping against his filled the room like a drumbeat of desire.

Her ass bounced beautifully, her toned thighs flexing with every powerful thrust downward.

Ross’s cock filled her completely, stretching her in a way that made her dizzy, but she wanted more. Needed it.

Her body was poetry in motion—every curve, every muscle, every frantic movement made to seduce, to please, to devour.

Her hair stuck to her sweat-slicked skin, her breasts jiggled with every bounce, and her moans poured out freely, uninhibited and wild.

Ross groaned against her chest, his teeth lightly dragging across her nipple before he growled, “Fuck, Jade… you’re incredible. Look at you…”

Jade’s eyes fluttered open, dazed with pleasure, but her body didn’t stop. Her hips moved faster, deeper, taking him to the hilt with every downward grind.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back the storm building inside her—but it was no use.

Her breathing turned ragged, eyes glazing with the telltale signs of release.

Her entire body trembled, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with each bounce.

She was teetering on the edge, drunk on pleasure, her body humming with raw, animal need.

“Coming… coming… coming—coming!” she cried out, her voice breaking as her orgasm ripped through her.

Her body clamped down on Ross’s cock like a vice, pussy pulsing and fluttering in rapid, uncontrollable spasms.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, and her thighs quivered as the pleasure exploded through her like a lightning strike.

She collapsed forward against him, her chest rising and falling with shaky breaths, still trembling from the intensity of her climax.

Her pussy kept milking him, aftershocks rippling through her as she clung to him like a lifeline.

Ross held her close, pressing soft kisses to her neck and shoulder, whispering praises that melted into her skin.

And even though the night had just begun, it was already clear—this was only the first wave.

“God, I needed that,” Jade moaned sweetly, her voice soft and breathless as she lay sprawled across Ross’s chest.

Her whole body glistened with sweat, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

The intensity of her orgasm still echoed through her limbs, like her nerves were vibrating with aftershocks.

And between her legs, her pussy continued to flutter and clench, refusing to let go of the thick cock still buried deep inside her.

Ross’s cock. Long, hard, and unyielding.

Even now, it filled her to the brim—pressing against every sensitive inch of her. It was as if her body had molded itself around him, refusing to be empty again.

Her insides still rippled around him in lazy, satisfied pulses, and every little twitch made her shudder with leftover pleasure.

Ross smiled lazily beneath her, stroking her back in slow circles.

“The man who tried to seduce you must’ve been something else,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “Judging by the way you jumped me like a wildcat.”

Jade giggled, the sound light and breathy, still tinged with the haze of her climax.

“He is. Tall, handsome, dressed well. Confident. He knows how to talk.” She looked into Ross’s eyes with a small, knowing smile.

“But none of that mattered. Because while he was busy wishing he could have me, you were already inside me. Taking me. Owning me.”

She leaned down, her lips brushing his as her hips slowly rolled again—grinding her sensitive, soaked pussy around his still-hard cock.

“He could only dream of this,” she whispered against his lips. “And I only ever dream of you.”

Ross groaned, his hands sliding down to her ass, gripping her tightly. His cock twitched inside her, and Jade smiled.

She wasn’t surprised he hadn’t softened at all. Ross’s stamina had always been unreal. Inhuman, even.

She used to wonder if he was secretly some kind of sex god—or if he just loved her that much.

Hell, even with all his wives, all his lovers, none of them could drain him completely.

His desire burned endlessly, like a fire that couldn’t be snuffed out. It was intimidating, thrilling… addictive.

“And still so hard,” she murmured, grinding a little deeper, her voice a breathy moan.

“You never run out, do you?”

“I’m built different,” Ross chuckled, that same smug grin on his face. “You should know that by now.”

Jade laughed softly, the sound melting into another moan as she shifted on top of him.

She could feel her body responding again already, the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs brushing against his skin just right.

Pleasure buzzed through her again like a rising tide.

“But seriously,” Ross said, his tone softening as he brushed his fingers through her hair.

“I’m not worried about some random guy. You’ve got guards with you 24/7. All you have to do is speak, and they’ll swarm anyone dumb enough to even look at you the wrong way.”

“I know,” Jade whispered, nodding. “They’re always around. I’m used to them now.”

But even as she acknowledged their presence, her mind drifted far away from guards, strangers, or any threat that might exist beyond this bed.

Because right now, she didn’t want to think about the outside world.

Not the man who had tried to flirt with her. Not the curious eyes of the public.

Not her duties, her fame, or her role.

Right now, there was only Ross.