Evil MC's NTR Harem-Chapter 569 - Reverse

Ross smirked at her reaction, his ego clearly satisfied by her stunned expression. He took a slow step forward, closing the distance between them with a predatory confidence.

"Don't worry, Cate," he murmured, reaching down to brush a hand along her thigh, his touch searing against her heated skin.

"That's what they all say at first." He leaned in, his lips hovering just above hers, his breath fanning over her flushed face. "But once you've had it… you'll be begging for more."

Cate swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. She wanted to protest, to say something, anything—but her mind was clouded with lust, her body betraying her completely.

And then he was over her.

Ross covered her body with his own, his warmth seeping into her skin, his weight pressing her down into the mattress.

He didn't bother with the rest of her clothes—there was no patience left, no time for drawn-out teasing.

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Cate barely had a moment to process what was happening before she felt the thick head of his cock pressing against her slick entrance.

Her breath caught.

Her body tensed in anticipation.

She knew there was no turning back now.

Not when she wanted this as much as he did.

"Here I go, Cate," Ross murmured, his voice thick with desire as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Cate barely had time to brace herself before she felt the first push.

The thick head of his cock pressed against her slick folds, meeting resistance despite how wet she was. Her body tensed instinctively, unaccustomed to something so impossibly large.

Ross was patient, teasing her open with slow, deliberate movements, letting her feel every inch as he worked his way in. The stretch was unbearable—both intoxicating and overwhelming.

Her breath hitched.

"Ahhh—"

A sharp gasp left her lips as he finally pushed past the tight ring of muscle, sinking the first few inches inside.

Her walls clenched around him, struggling to accommodate his sheer size, her body trembling as it adjusted to the intrusion.

It wasn't just sex—it felt like he was forcing her open in ways she had never imagined.

The pain mixed with pleasure, creating a heady blend that made her toes curl.

Ross let out a guttural groan, his fingers gripping her hips tightly, holding himself back even as her warmth and tightness threatened to drive him insane.

He wanted to take her completely, to claim her in one deep thrust, but he knew he had to go slow—at least for now.

Cate, on the other hand, was drowning in sensation.

It felt like she was being devirginized all over again—like she was breaking apart from the inside.

Her thighs trembled as she struggled to breathe, her body instinctively trying to pull away, but Ross held her firm, keeping her in place.

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Ross…" she whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her as her body trembled.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

"Bear with me," he whispered, his voice deep, coaxing, but firm.

Then, without another word—

Bang!

The entire bed rocked as Ross thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt inside her.

Cate let out a strangled cry, her back arching off the mattress as he filled her completely. The sensation of being utterly stretched, utterly claimed, was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

It wasn't just the size—it was the way he took her, the way he made her feel completely and utterly his.

Ross groaned above her, his fingers digging into her thighs as he pulsed inside her. He was deep—so deep that she swore she could feel him in her stomach.

Her walls clenched instinctively, trying to accommodate his sheer size, and he let out a sharp exhale, his self-control teetering on the edge.

"You're so tight," he growled, his voice strained.

Cate could barely respond. Her mind was foggy, lost in the whirlwind of sensation. All she could do was pant, her lips parting in a mix of pleasure and shock.

And then—he began to move.

At first, it was slow, agonizingly slow, each pull and push making her toes curl, making her body shudder.

The drag of his thick length against her sensitive walls sent jolts of pleasure through her, igniting something deep inside her.

Then, his pace quickened.

Each thrust rocked her body, the sound of their bodies meeting echoing in the room.

The pleasure intensified, coiling low in her stomach, building higher and higher with every stroke.

Her nails dug into his back as her moans filled the air, her mind consumed by the overwhelming bliss he was forcing upon her.

Ross wasn't just taking her.

He was ruining her.

And Cate knew, in that moment, that she would never be the same again.

But the pain didn't linger.

Ross's cock, which had seemed unbearable at first, was now unlocking a new, overwhelming sensation deep within her.

Cate had braced herself for agony, had thought she might break apart—but instead, something unexpected happened.

The pain melted away.

Replaced by something far more intense.

"What… is this?" Cate gasped, her eyes widening in shock as the sharp sting faded into pure, toe-curling pleasure.

Her body, once resistant, now welcomed him with a greedy, desperate need.

The stretch that had once felt impossible now felt right—so right that she could feel the heat pooling deep inside her, an unbearable tension building with every slow, deliberate thrust.

Ross groaned above her, feeling her walls tighten around him, molding to his shape.

"Fuck, Cate," he growled, his fingers pressing into her soft skin as he fought to hold himself back.

Cate, on the other hand, was unraveling.

Her mind was blank, her senses consumed by the sensation of being utterly filled, utterly claimed.

The friction of his thick length dragging against her sensitive walls sent electric jolts through her body, and with each stroke, she felt herself tumbling further into bliss.

Her breathing hitched.

Her toes curled.

A burning heat coiled low in her belly, winding tighter and tighter until—

"ROSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

With just a few more pumps, Cate's body convulsed as pleasure exploded within her.

She screamed his name in pure, unfiltered ecstasy, her back arching off the mattress as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss crashed over her.

The pressure that had been building inside her snapped, and her body trembled as her release surged through her, leaving her utterly breathless.

But Ross wasn't finished yet.

And as he continued to move, Cate realized—this was only the beginning and it was only going to get better from here on out.