Evil MC's NTR Harem

Unfortunately for April, time was not her ally. Each passing moment brought her closer to a threshold she had no hope of resisting.

Her body betrayed her, responding to the overwhelming sensations flooding her with an intensity that drowned out all thoughts of escape or denial.

"Ahhhhhh…"

"Ohhhhh…"

"Fuck…"

Moans spilled uncontrollably from her lips, each one more desperate than the last.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The pleasure coursing through her body was relentless, cascading over her like a tidal wave, leaving no room for resistance.

Every inch of her felt alive with sensation, her nerves alight as her pussy clung tightly to Ross's cock, stretching and gripping him in a way that made escape impossible.

April's mind screamed at her to fight back, to hold onto her defiance, but her body refused to listen.

It felt maddeningly good—so good that every attempt to resist dissolved into nothingness.

Slowly but surely, April was dragged deeper into the world of lust, her body succumbing to desires she had never allowed herself to feel.

The pleasure was intoxicating, all-consuming, and utterly overwhelming.

What she didn't know, however, was that her boyfriend, Julian, was bearing silent witness to everything.

Julian knelt just a few feet away, his body frozen in shock and disbelief.

His wide eyes were locked on the scene before him, unable to look away even as every fiber of his being begged him to.

From his position, he had an agonizingly clear view of the way April's tight pussy clung to Ross's cock, gripping it as though it had a mind of its own.

The slick, obscene noises of their bodies meeting filled the air, each one twisting the knife in Julian's chest a little deeper.

"This… this can't be true," Julian whispered, his voice trembling with desperation.

He rubbed his eyes furiously, hoping—praying—that it was some cruel trick of the light, some hallucination brought on by his worst fears.

But when he looked again, the same reality stared back at him, cold and indifferent.

The truth hit him like a punch to the gut, leaving him breathless and hollow.

His heart pounded in his chest, each beat a painful reminder of the betrayal unfolding before him.

He wanted to scream, to charge forward, to stop what was happening, but his body refused to obey.

It was as though some invisible force held him in place, forcing him to watch every agonizing second.

"Ugghhhh… ahhhhhh… ohhhhh…" April's moans filled the room, her cries of mixed pain and pleasure cutting through Julian like a blade.

He clenched his fists, his nails biting into his palms as he struggled to hold himself together.

Every sound she made was a reminder of how completely she had given in, how far she had been pulled from him.

His mind raced, searching for answers, for some explanation that might make sense of this nightmare. But there was none.

Only the brutal, unyielding reality of what he was witnessing. Julian's breathing grew ragged as his shoulders trembled under the weight of his despair.

"Why?" he murmured, his voice breaking. "How could this happen?"

No one answered.

There was only the cruel indifference of the scene before him, the sight of April's body moving in perfect rhythm with Ross's relentless thrusts.

Julian's world shattered in that moment, each piece of his heart falling away as he knelt there, helpless and broken.

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The room resonated with the relentless, almost primal sounds of their lovemaking, every slap of flesh against flesh an excruciating reminder to Julian of the betrayal unfolding before his eyes.

He knelt at the edge of the bed rooted in place, his body trembling with the weight of his heartbreak.

Yet the world, indifferent as always, continued to turn, uncaring of the agony tearing him apart.

April, caught in a haze of passion and pain, was completely unaware of Julian's presence.

Her focus had narrowed to the man beneath her, Ross, who had just brought her to the precipice of ecstasy, only to cruelly deny her the release she so desperately craved.

The abrupt stop in his movements jolted her from her daze, her mind spinning with confusion.

"What? Why?" she gasped, her voice breathy and strained.

Just moments ago, she had been teetering on the edge, her body stretched to its limits, the pain in her core subsiding into a dull ache that was overshadowed by the building waves of pleasure.

But now, with Ross suddenly motionless beneath her, the absence of motion left her unmoored, lost in an overwhelming sea of unmet need.

Ross's expression was maddeningly calm, his lips curling into a smirk as he stared up at her.

His dark eyes sparkled with amusement, as if her obvious frustration was just another part of his entertainment.

"Pl…" April began, her voice faltering. She bit her lip, stopping herself before she could finish the word.

Begging him to continue would be admitting too much, exposing just how deeply she had fallen into the throes of her desire.

The shame of such a confession warred with the insistent ache in her core, an ache that screamed for release.

Left with no other options, her body betrayed her once again. She clenched her pussy tightly around Ross's cock, her inner walls pulsing in a silent plea for him to resume.

The sensation was maddening; she could feel every inch of him inside her, his heat and hardness a constant reminder of how much she needed more.

"What's wrong, April?" Ross teased, his voice a smooth blend of mockery and control. "Did a cat snatch your tongue or something?"

The deliberate way he spoke, his tone dripping with condescension, sent a flush of humiliation rushing to April's face.

Her hands balled into fists as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, her emotions a chaotic mix of anger, frustration, shame, and something far more primal.

"You're too cruel," she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of her vulnerability.

A single tear escaped, trailing down her flushed cheek as she lowered her gaze, unable to meet Ross's piercing stare.

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