Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1158: Chapter 1158 Cavalry

Ross started slow and deep in missionary, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other roamed her body, teasing nipples, stroking her clit, tracing the sweat-slick curve of her waist.

Her legs were spread impossibly wide, ankles hooked over his shoulders as he folded her in half and drove downward in long, grinding strokes that dragged the head of his cock over every sensitive ridge inside her.

He flipped her onto her stomach next, pressing her chest flat into the mattress while lifting her hips just enough to slam into her from behind.

The angle was devastating—each thrust hit depths that made her sob into the pillow, her fingers clawing desperately at the sheets.

He tangled a fist in her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to arch, forcing every raw moan and plea out into the open air where he could drink them in.

Standing at the edge of the bed, he pulled her to him like a ragdoll, hooking her trembling legs over his forearms and folding her body as he fucked her upright.

Her back arched against his chest, head lolling on his shoulder as he bounced her on his cock with effortless power, her breasts heaving with every brutal impact.

Later, he lounged back against the headboard and made her straddle him reverse cowgirl.

His hands gripped her waist like iron, guiding her up and down while she ground back against him desperately, her perfect ass bouncing hypnotically in his grasp.

He spread her cheeks wide again, watching himself disappear into her over and over, the sight alone nearly pushing him over the edge.

He took her sideways on the bed, spooning her from behind—one arm hooked under her knee to spread her open while his free hand rubbed tight, relentless circles over her swollen clit.

The slow, deep grind let her feel every throbbing vein along his length dragging against her walls, building her toward yet another shattering climax.

But his powers allowed for more than mere mortal positions.

At the height of one particularly intense round, Ross simply lifted her clear off the bed—arms locked beneath her thighs, holding her suspended in mid-air above the mattress.

Her legs wrapped frantically around his waist, arms clinging to his neck as he fucked her weightless, using gravity itself to drive her down harder onto every upward thrust.

The sensation was overwhelming; each stroke buried him impossibly deeper, the head of his cock kissing her cervix until she was shaking uncontrollably, squirting in hot, forceful jets that rained down onto the sheets below.

Sabrina came endlessly—orgasm after orgasm crashing through her like a never-ending storm.

Each one was stronger than the last, until pleasure became the only reality her mind could comprehend.

Coherent thought dissolved completely; words failed her, leaving only broken cries, whimpers, and pleas for more.

All that existed was the thick, relentless cock stretching her, filling her, owning her—driving her from one peak straight into the next without mercy.

She squirted again and again, soaking his abs, his thighs, the bed, the floor—her body surrendering everything to him in messy, uncontrollable floods.

Ross fucked her from the first rays of morning light until the sun dipped low again—at least twelve solid hours of nonstop, raw, animalistic pounding.

The room became a haze of heat and sound: the wet, obscene slap of skin on skin, her hoarse screams echoing off the walls, his low, possessive growls, the constant slick squelch of her drenched pussy taking him over and over.

Cum and pussy juice drenched everything in sight—sheets twisted and ruined, their bodies glistening, his heavy balls slick and shining as they slapped against her with every thrust.

By the time her final orgasm tore through her, Sabrina was utterly destroyed in the most exquisite way.

Her body convulsed violently one last time, pussy clamping down in desperate, milking spasms as she squirted harder than ever before—a hot, gushing torrent that soaked them both from chest to thighs.

A broken, exhausted cry ripped from her throat as the pleasure finally overwhelmed her completely.

Her eyes rolled back, limbs going limp as consciousness slipped away mid-climax.

She collapsed bonelessly onto the wrecked bed, passing out with his cock still buried deep inside her, every last drop of energy and pleasure wrung from her trembling, sweat-drenched body.

Ross gently lowered her limp form to the soaked sheets, his cock sliding free with a wet, lewd sound—glistening with layers of their combined release.

He gazed down at her: flushed cheeks, parted lips, skin marked with his fingerprints and bites, thighs sticky and trembling even in unconsciousness.

A deep, primal satisfaction settled in his chest.

Her pussy had been thoroughly, perfectly trained—molded to him, claimed in every possible way, ruined for anyone else forever.

And as he brushed a damp strand of hair from her face, watching her chest rise and fall in exhausted sleep, he knew with absolute certainty that this marathon of passion was only the start of a great romance.

There would be many more nights, many more ways for him to take her, to push her further, to make her his completely—body, mind, and soul.

Sabrina lay completely spent across the wrecked sheets, her body glistening with a lewd, beautiful mess of their passion.

Sweat and cum painted her skin in shimmering trails—across her breasts, down her flat stomach, smeared along her trembling thighs. Inside her pussy, it was even more decadent: Ross had come countless times over those endless hours, flooding her again and again until her tight walls overflowed with his thick, hot seed.

Every slow shift of her hips in sleep caused a fresh trickle to escape, creamy white rivulets seeping out to pool beneath her on the soaked bedding.

She was utterly claimed, marked inside and out in the most intimate way possible.

Yet even in this state—hair tangled and damp, lips swollen, body limp and utterly ruined—Ross gazed at her as though she were the most exquisite, breathtaking creature in existence.