Evil MC's NTR Harem

Ross and his lovers showed no signs of stopping; if anything, their passion had only intensified.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The rhythmic slaps of skin, the guttural moans, and the desperate cries of ecstasy seemed louder, more frenzied than ever.

Mary's cheeks burned as she realized they had been at it for hours.

How could they keep going? she wondered, her mind reeling.

She had watched each of the women reach their peaks at least twice, their bodies writhing in pure bliss, and yet none of them showed any signs of exhaustion.

It was almost surreal—Ross seemed inexhaustible, a force of nature, and the women clung to him as though they couldn't get enough.

A shiver ran down her spine as her own body reacted again, a lingering heat pooling in her core despite her earlier release.

She shook her head, trying to will herself to move, but her legs still felt like jelly.

She leaned back against the wall, her breaths shallow and shaky as she tried to steady herself.

Mary's gaze drifted back toward the door, her hand unconsciously reaching for it.

Just one more look... she thought, her curiosity threatening to overwhelm her again. But she stopped herself, biting her lip hard enough to sting.

No matter how tempting it was, she couldn't risk being caught.

With a deep, shaky breath, Mary finally pushed herself up. Her knees wobbled as she stood, and she had to steady herself against the wall to keep from falling.

The dampness between her thighs was a stark reminder of her loss of control, and she felt a pang of guilt mixed with an undeniable thrill.

She reached for the door with trembling fingers and gently pushed it closed.

The muffled sounds of passion continued unabated, a tantalizing backdrop that followed her as she slowly made her way back to her own room.

Each step was careful and silent, her bare feet padding against the cool floor as she tried to collect her thoughts.

The hallway felt impossibly long, and every shadow seemed to hold her lingering embarrassment and arousal. By the time she reached her room, her legs felt like they might give out again.

She slipped inside, closing the door behind her with a soft click, and collapsed onto her bed.

Mary buried her face in the pillow, her body curling up beneath the soft sheets. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions—shock, shame, and an overwhelming curiosity that refused to fade.

She couldn't erase the images from her mind, nor could she ignore the way her body had reacted.

The echoes of the night replayed in her head, their intensity seared into her memory. She tried to push them away, tried to focus on the comfort of her bed, but it was no use.

Her thoughts kept drifting back to Ross, to his confidence, his dominance, and the sheer power he exuded. Stay connected via empire

Exhaustion eventually began to creep in, her body too drained to resist. As her eyes fluttered shut, the events of the night followed her into her dreams, vivid and unrelenting.

And though she would never admit it aloud, a part of her knew she would never forget what she had seen—or how it had made her feel.

***

"Are you okay, Mary? Did you not sleep well last night?" Natalie asked, sparing a quick glance at her younger sister as they drove through the city. The morning sunlight spilled through the car windows, highlighting Mary's slightly tired face.

Natalie, who had an eye for detail, immediately noticed the dark shadows under Mary's eyes and the way she seemed unusually quiet.

"I'm fine," Mary replied quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched to be convincing. "I just… didn't get much sleep, that's all."

Natalie frowned but didn't press further. She figured Mary was just adjusting to Ross's mansion—it was a massive, unfamiliar place, after all. "Are you sure? You can talk to me if something's bothering you."

Mary hesitated. She knew she couldn't exactly tell Natalie the real reason for her restlessness.

How could she admit that she had spent most of the night replaying the vivid images of Ross with her sister and the other women, his powerful presence etched into her mind?

Instead, she forced a smile and said, "Really, I'm fine. The bedroom was amazing, by the way."

Natalie relaxed a little and smiled. "It is a nice place, huh? Ross spared no expense on that mansion. He even had everything custom-made to make it as comfortable as possible."

Mary nodded, her mind wandering again. It wasn't just the bedroom or the luxury of the mansion that had kept her up—it was Ross.

Her heart raced just thinking about him, his big, thick cock, and the way he'd handled all five women with such effortless dominance. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the thoughts.

"Do you want me to stay at your apartment, sis?" Mary asked suddenly, trying to sound casual. "Or… do you want some special time with your boyfriend? I mean, I wouldn't mind staying at Ross's house. That mansion is beyond anything I ever imagined."

Natalie glanced at her, surprised by the question. "Oh? You're okay with staying with me and the rest of the girls? I thought it might be too overwhelming for you."

Mary shook her head quickly, her words flowing a little too easily now. "No, not at all! It's such a nice place, and honestly, I'd feel bad if I got in the way of you and Ross spending time together. I'll be fine there. I mean, I'm sure Ross wouldn't mind, right?"

Natalie laughed lightly, her mind briefly flashing to the idea of Ross taking her in every room of the mansion without any interruptions. The thought sent a pleasant shiver down her spine.

"You're right; he wouldn't mind at all. In fact, staying there would be convenient for me too. You know how much I hate rushing back and forth to my apartment just to check up on you. Having you near me would be so convenient."

"Okay then, it's settled!" Mary exclaimed, her face lighting up with a smile.

Natalie assumed her little sister was just thrilled about the luxury of Ross's house, but the truth was far more complicated.