Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 254 Lit

Ross didn’t even glance his way.

Instead, he continued to fondle Reina’s trembling body as though Kirito’s presence was beneath his notice.

His fingers trailed along her thigh with a maddening slowness, his hand dipping dangerously close to the edge of her thong.

Reina’s tears streamed silently down her cheeks as she stood frozen, unable to resist or respond. Her beautiful face was a mixture of shame and despair, but her body betrayed no movement to stop Ross.

”You’re powerless, Kirito,” Ross said, his tone as cold as ice. ”You can shout, you can rage, but you can’t stop me. You lost the moment you stepped into my home.”

Kirito’s vision blurred with rage and humiliation, but his body refused to move.

The sight before him was a nightmare he couldn’t wake from, and Ross’s cruel smirk was a constant reminder of how little control he had left.

Ross sat there with an air of complete arrogance, watching Kirito seethe in silence.

The seconds dragged on as tension thickened the air. For nearly three minutes, Kirito’s fists clenched and unclenched, his face a mask of fury, but he remained silent.

Finally, Ross broke the monotony with a derisive chuckle.

”New rule: the game can only last one hour,” Ross announced, his voice cold and commanding. He gave Kirito a dismissive glance, his smirk deepening.

”Don’t waste my time, Kirito. I have better things to do tonight.”

Even as he spoke, Ross’s hands moved confidently, exploring Reina’s body with growing boldness.

His fingers grazed her curves with a familiarity that made her squirm. His touch, both possessive and precise, left no room for doubt about his intentions.

Finally, his hand slipped beneath her skirt, sliding higher until it found its target.

”Ahhh…” Reina gasped audibly, her breath hitching as Ross’s fingers pressed against her most sensitive spot.

Her thighs trembled involuntarily, and she bit her lower lip hard to muffle the sounds threatening to escape. The shame of the situation clawed at her, but her body refused to listen.

She cursed inwardly, her thoughts a chaotic mess.

How is he this good? How does he know exactly where to touch? Her body betrayed her completely, responding to him with a fervor that horrified her.

It didn’t take long for her to reach the edge. Her breathing quickened, her chest heaving as she fought against the tide of pleasure building inside her.

Desperate to stop herself from breaking in front of her husband, Reina grabbed Ross’s wrist with both hands, trying to pry him away. Explore more at .Côm

But it was no use. His strength was absolute, his hand immovable—a mountain against her futile resistance.

”Almost…!” Reina’s mind screamed as she teetered on the brink of a powerful climax. The humiliation was unbearable, but what was worse was the growing ache inside her, wishing he wouldn’t stop.

Then, just as she was about to fall apart, Ross stopped.

”Hahhh… hahhh… hahhh…” Reina slumped back into her chair, trembling and weak.

Her body, denied release, quivered with frustration. She hated Ross for doing something so obscene, so cruel, in front of her husband.

But what she hated more—what she couldn’t admit even to herself—was the lingering wish that he had kept going.

Ross straightened, his gaze shifting to Kirito, who stood frozen, his face pale and fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Ross smirked, licking his lips as he spoke with deliberate cruelty.

”As you can see, Kirito,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery, ”your wife has quite the body. Sexy, sensitive, greedy, and oh-so-needy. If you keep dawdling, I might just have to fuck her right here. Maybe then you’ll understand what it means to satisfy a woman like her.”

Kirito’s breath hitched at Ross’s words, his fury barely contained.

Ross ignored him and turned back to Reina. Slowly, he lifted his hand from between her trembling thighs. The fingers glistened, wet with her unmistakable arousal.

With deliberate arrogance, he raised them to his mouth, sucking them clean while maintaining unbroken eye contact with Kirito.

”Perfect,” Ross murmured, his tone low and suggestive. ”A true MILF’s taste. She’s more than ready to be fucked right now, Kirito. What’s the matter? Afraid to step up?”

Reina’s cheeks burned with humiliation, her breath still ragged. She closed her eyes, unable to look at her husband—or at Ross.

Ross chuckled darkly, his satisfaction evident.

”Better decide quickly, Kirito. I’m losing my patience, and your wife seems eager for a real man to take care of her.”

”Chikusho!” Kirito cursed under his breath, the frustration boiling over as he stomped back to the pitcher’s mound.

His jaw tightened as he cast a glance at Reina, who still sat trembling, her body weak from the ordeal she had just endured.

Anger and despair warred within him, but he forced himself to focus. His life was on the line, and he knew he had no choice but to give it his all.

Taking a deep breath, Kirito steadied his nerves and gripped the baseball tightly. He locked eyes with Brandon, who stood confidently at the plate, bat in hand, exuding an aura of invincibility.

”Let’s do this,” Kirito muttered to himself before winding up and throwing his first pitch.

”Whooossh!”

The ball sailed through the air with blistering speed. Brandon swung, but his bat sliced through nothing but empty space.

”YES!” Kirito shouted in triumph, pumping his fist. His fastball clocked in at an impressive 94 miles per hour, give or take. A spark of hope lit within him.

Maybe Brandon wasn’t as perfect as he appeared. Maybe, just maybe, Kirito could win this after all.

He celebrated, shouting and clapping, the rush of adrenaline momentarily overpowering his doubts. But his joy was short-lived.

As Kirito turned to glance at Reina for reassurance, his blood ran cold.

”Reina! What are you doing?!” he shouted, his voice filled with shock and disbelief.

There she was, standing before Ross, completely naked. Her smooth, creamy skin gleamed under the harsh stadium lights, every inch of her exposed for all to see.