[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-698":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1831997,2438,"Chapter 698 Canon","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-698",698,"\u003Cp>Jane could feel her muscles stretch, flutter, pulse, trying to adjust around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... her body began to yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not fully. Not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But little by little, her wet heat began to welcome him instead of resisting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp sting dulled into a deep, satisfying pressure that made her gasp in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhh... oh my God...\" Jane whimpered, her head falling back onto the pillow as her body clung to his. \"It’s so much... I’ve never felt this full...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross gritted his teeth, clearly holding back. Her walls were gripping him so tightly it was almost unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every slow inch he sank inside her was like being swallowed by a velvet furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re so damn tight,\" he growled softly. \"So wet... so perfect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally bottomed out, his hips flush against hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane cried out again, louder this time, overwhelmed by the foreign sensation of being completely filled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never felt anything remotely like it before—not even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her husband had been average—small, even—but she’d never known it until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Ross... it was like night and day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her inner walls throbbed around him, still adjusting, still learning his size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head was spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt stretched, claimed, marked in a way that made her toes curl and her chest ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no more space inside her, and yet she felt like she needed more. More of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More of this unbearable fullness. More of everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t move right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave her time. Gave her space to breathe. He kissed her again—softly, sweetly—as if trying to ground her in something more than just lust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, slowly, carefully, he pulled back a little... and pushed in again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane let out a trembling moan, her eyes fluttering shut as her body clenched instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slow thrust was measured, deliberate. He wasn’t trying to rush—he was trying to teach her body how to take him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set a rhythm—slow, deep strokes that made her feel every single inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands clutched at his back now, her nails digging into his skin, not out of pain... but out of desperate, helpless pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every thrust sent ripples through her, made her gasp, made her moan, made her legs wrap tighter around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind was fogged, consumed entirely by the feeling of him inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can’t believe... this is happening...\" she whispered, her voice trembling. \"It’s too good...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross looked down at her, his eyes dark and heated. \"You were made for this, Jane. For me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as he began to move with a little more depth, a little more certainty, Jane could no longer think, or speak, or remember why she ever hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only the sound of skin meeting skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the sensation of being completely filled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the fire building deep in her core once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane couldn’t help it—tears welled in her eyes as the pain surged through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft cry escaped her lips, her fingers digging into Ross’s shoulders in desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like too much—like she was being stretched beyond her limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body trembled beneath him, every muscle tense, resisting the overwhelming intrusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ross didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved slowly, steadily, each careful thrust meant to guide her through the edge of discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath was hot against her skin, his lips brushing against her jawline as he murmured soothing words she barely heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—something shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain, sharp and stinging at first, began to blur at the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body, once tight and unyielding, slowly started to relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burning ache gave way to a strange, deep warmth. Her cries turned into gasps... and then into soft moans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hips moved—shyly at first, then with growing need—as her body began to adjust, to want.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane opened her eyes, dazed and breathless, as a wave of unexpected pleasure washed through her. It was raw. Intimate. Consuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lines between pain and pleasure blurred, and for the first time, she felt something else rising beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something she didn’t expect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few breaths later, Jane was completely lost in the waves of pleasure rolling through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body arched and writhed beneath Ross, each thrust sending sparks of ecstasy through her like bolts of lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind was blank, thoughts drowned out by sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ughhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t speak—her voice had given way to raw, helpless moans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing else could escape her lips. It was too much. Too good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pussy pulsed with wild delight, slick and hot and eager, as if it were alive—begging for more, for everything Ross could give.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pak. Pak. Pak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp, rhythmic sound of Ross’s hips slamming against her filled the room, joined by their mingled gasps and the wet, obscene noises of their bodies joining again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross was in a rhythm now—his rhythm. The kind that only a master lover could maintain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He timed each stroke with precision, teasing her, pushing her to the brink, then yanking her back only to drive her forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, the teasing stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s breathing grew heavier. His thrusts turned urgent, rough, unrelenting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a man consumed, transformed into a beast as he took her fully—like she was the only thing that mattered in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jane clung to him, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, nails scraping down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The friction, the heat, the overwhelming sensation—it was all too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ross...\" she gasped, voice trembling with panic and anticipation, her mind spinning, body burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then she screamed his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ROSS!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her orgasm hit her like a storm, tearing through her with wild, uncontrollable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body convulsed, arching off the bed as if pulled by invisible strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pussy clamped down on his cock, trembling violently around him, milking him, spasming again and again as the pleasure tore through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never come like this before—loud, raw, and unrestrained, like a wild spirit finally set free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross groaned loudly, feeling her tighten around him like a velvet vice.\u003C\u002Fp>",1008,"2026-06-09T06:18:58.540Z",1,"novelbin.me","2592370ffe84a329583bfeb95043e86dadca358ff06046f8bfd9d71869b43e5e","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-699","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-697",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]