Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1055: Chapter 1055 Skeleton

Miku knew that she couldn’t just sit on it; to do so would be to risk tearing herself apart, her body unaccustomed to such an intrusion.

Instead, she rubbed the cock head against her pussy, the sensitive flesh of her folds parting to accommodate him, her body responding instinctively to the stimulation.

She moved slowly, deliberately, ensuring that she was wet enough to take him, her juices coating his shaft, making it slick and glistening.

The scent of their arousal filled the air, a heady, intoxicating drug that seemed to seep into her very pores.

Miku could feel the tension building in her body, her muscles coiling tight, her breath coming in quick, ragged gasps.

She knew that she had to be careful, to take her time, to prepare herself for the intensity of what was to come.

A minute passed, each second an eternity, as she prepared herself for what was to come.

She could feel the anticipation building, a mix of fear and excitement that left her breathless and trembling.

When she finally felt ready, Miku sat on it, her body lowering onto his cock with a mix of trepidation and anticipation.

The initial intrusion was intense, a sharp, piercing pain that left her gasping, her nails digging into Ross’s shoulders as she sought something, anything, to anchor her to the reality of her situation.

The expression on her face was absolutely priceless, a blend of pain and fear, of surrender and defiance, as she took him fully inside her, her body stretching to accommodate his size, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

She could feel every inch of him, the thickness of his cock filling her completely, stretching her to her limits and beyond.

The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that left her breathless and trembling, her body responding instinctively to the intrusion, her hips dropped down slightly, seeking more, seeking deeper penetration.

Miku’s eyes met Ross’s, and in that moment, she saw a flicker of something in his gaze, a spark of satisfaction, of triumph, of ownership.

It was a look that sent a shiver down her spine, a look that reminded her of the power dynamics at play, of the fact that she was at his mercy, her body and her will bent to his desires.

But despite the intensity of the moment, despite the pain and the pleasure that coursed through her veins, Miku knew that she had to see this through, to do whatever it took to ensure her husband’s survival, even if it meant sacrificing her own dignity and virtue.

"Ohhhh..." Miku was taking deep breaths, her chest heaving with the effort, her lungs struggling to draw in enough air to satisfy her body’s desperate need for oxygen.

The pain in her cunt was unreal, a sharp, piercing sensation that left her gasping, her body tensing and releasing in waves, a primal response to the intrusion of Ross’s massive cock.

She thought that she had taken him all in, that she was filled to her limits, and yet her ass still hadn’t landed on Ross’s naked legs.

She marveled at the depth of his penetration, at the sheer size of him, her body stretching to accommodate his girth, her muscles aching and trembling with the intensity of the intrusion, her inner walls clinging to him, trying to adjust to his presence.

Miku was grateful that Ross did not pull her down onto his cock forcefully; instead, he allowed her to set her own pace, to take him in at a rhythm that her body could handle, a consideration that surprised her, given the dominance he had displayed thus far.

But she could not help but curse him after what he did next.

His hands, strong and sure, got busy, and with one harsh pull, the shirt on her body was torn apart, the fabric ripping with a loud, decisive sound that echoed through the room, a sound that was as shocking as it was thrilling.

Miku could not believe how strong he was, his power and dominance on full display, a stark reminder of the control he held over her, a control that extended far beyond the physical, seeping into the very depths of her psyche.

Next came her bra, the flimsy lace no match for his strength.

It was torn away with the same ease, leaving her huge boobs spilling out, her pink nipples already hard and aching, a great sign to the arousal that coursed through her veins despite the pain.

Her breasts were heavy and full, their weight a delicious pressure against her chest, her nipples standing at attention, begging for his touch, his mouth, his attention.

Ross did not need any invitation to be proactive in his actions. He took great liberties with the lovely woman who had offered her body to him, his touch firm and possessive, his intentions clear and unapologetic, a man who knew what he wanted and was not afraid to take it.

"No... stop... don’t..." Miku gasped, her voice a mix of protest and surrender, a plea that fell on deaf ears, a futile attempt to regain some semblance of control in a situation where control was a luxury she could not afford.

It was all too late.

Ross had already sucked one hot nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak with a skill that left her breathless, his teeth grazing the flesh with a teasing, tantalizing pressure that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through her body, her nerves alight with sensation.

At the same time, his other hand teased her other nipple, tweaking and pulling it to his delight, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her breathless and trembling, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, her body responding instinctively to his touch and the pleasure that mingled in a dizzying, intoxicating mix.

She couldn’t hold back her tears as the painful truth sank in—her vows to her husband were now truly broken.