Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 610

Chapter 610: Chapter 610 Fair
Sure enough, as her body adapted to the raw intensity of his rhythm, her moans changed. What began as gasps and whimpers of pressure soon shifted into breathless cries of ecstasy.

Her inner muscles pulsed around him, soaking his cock in her arousal, every thrust igniting nerves that lit up her entire body.

“Ahhhh…”

“Ohhhh…”

“Ughhhh…”

Jade was floating now—drifting high above her thoughts, her surroundings, everything. She couldn’t think. Couldn’t speak. All that existed was Ross. The sound of his grunts, the heat of his skin against hers, the slap of skin on skin as their bodies collided again and again.

Ross leaned in close, pressing kisses to her neck and collarbone between deep thrusts. His breath was hot against her skin, his voice gravelly and low.

“You’re mine, Jade. Every inch of you. Look at how perfectly you take me.”

His words only fueled the fire burning inside her. Her hands slid up his back, nails dragging along his spine as she clung to him, needing to feel even closer. The intensity between them built with every second, the room echoing with their sounds of passion.

Her body trembled beneath him, legs quaking as her orgasm began to build again, deep in her belly. It started as a coil of heat and tension—tightening with every thrust, every grind of his pelvis against her clit. She cried out, unable to hold it back any longer.

“Ross… I’m—oh god—I’m so close…”

“I know,” he murmured, voice thick with desire. “I can feel it. Let go, baby. I’ve got you.”

And with those words, he drove into her just right—deep, slow, and angled so perfectly it knocked the breath from her lungs. Jade’s body arched, her thighs clamping around his waist as she came hard, a blinding wave of pleasure crashing through her in pulsing, uncontrollable waves.

Her scream was raw and sweet, her nails digging into his back as her pussy clenched tightly around him, milking him with every ripple of her release. Ross grunted, holding back, savoring the feel of her body wrapped around his like a vice.

He wasn’t done with her yet.

And from the look in his eyes, neither was she.

The two continued making love, completely unaware—or perhaps just not caring—that they were taking far longer than they should. Everyone else was surely waiting outside.

Truth be told, they could all go on without Jade for a while… but Ross?

That was another story. Ross was the life of the party, the center of attention, and every woman there—his wives—wanted a piece of him tonight.

The man had an energy that drew people in, a magnetic charm that left no one untouched. Jade had always been a bit more reserved, not one to demand the spotlight. But tonight was different. Tonight, she wanted him for herself—even if just for an hour.

And so, after nearly sixty glorious minutes, Jade lay breathless beneath him, flushed and glowing.

“I’ll fuck you more later, Jade,” Ross murmured, brushing a kiss against her lips as he pulled away.

“I can’t wait,” she said with a lazy, satisfied smile, reaching for her clothes with reluctant fingers.

They dressed slowly, stealing little touches and smirks in between, before finally stepping out into the warm evening air.

The smoky scent of grilled meat hit them instantly, along with the cheerful hum of conversation and laughter.

The BBQ was in full swing now—perfectly grilled steaks, skewers of vegetables, sweet fruits arranged artfully on trays. Drinks clinked, people smiled, but the moment Ross stepped out, all eyes turned to him.

“There you are!” one of his wives called out, hand on her hip, eyebrows raised in playful judgment. “We thought the two of you were going to stay in there all night.”

“We would have,” Jade replied smoothly, looping her arm through Ross’s, “but Ross remembered that all of you were waiting out here. He’s such a sweet husband to us all.”

That earned a round of giggles, a few mock glares, and one exaggerated swoon from another wife who clutched her chest and sighed.

“Oh please,” she said, grinning. “You say that now, but you looked like a woman possessed when you dragged him inside.”

“What happened to you today, Jade?” another one chimed in. “You’re usually not the one jumping on Ross like that. Come on—spill the tea.”

Jade laughed, a little embarrassed but still riding the high from earlier. “Fine, fine. It’s not what you think. It’s not even about Ross—well, not at first.”

The women leaned in, sensing gossip.

“It started with this guy—Thomas Jones,” she began, and instantly, the name sparked curiosity.

“Ooooh, who’s Thomas Jones?” someone gasped.

“Is he hot?” another asked eagerly.

“What did he do?”

Jade grinned. “Let’s just say he tried something… bold. And I wasn’t having it. But the way he acted, it got under my skin. I came back here all wound up—and Ross, being Ross, took care of that.” She winked.

The group burst into laughter, half scandalized, half envious.

“I swear, this man is magic,” one wife said, wrapping her arms around Ross from behind.

“No wonder we all keep falling for him,” another added, sipping from her drink.

Ross just stood there, smiling like the king he was, letting his women tease, flirt, and adore him. Jade leaned into him again, her voice low but amused.

“Next time, I’m locking the door,” she whispered. “They can wait a little longer.”

Ross chuckled. “They’ll wait as long as I say. But I have to be fair… it’s going to be a long night.”

And with that, the evening truly began.

They ate together, laughter echoing through the evening as they shared stories and passed plates around. The children were fed and tucked away, their bellies full and their smiles bright. But once the doors were closed and the night truly fell, everything changed.

Ross was like a man possessed—wild, hungry, and utterly insatiable. It was as if he had been starved for intimacy, and now, he was making up for lost time.