[{"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-785":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},1832434,2438,"Chapter 785 Island","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-785",785,"\u003Cp>Ross didn’t move. He held himself inside her completely, his massive cock pulsing with restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every inch of him throbbed with the need to thrust, to take her hard—but he didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not until she was ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kissed her again—slowly, sweetly—his lips brushing away the tears from her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he moved lower, nuzzling her neck, pressing kisses along the curve of her throat, down to her trembling chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tongue swirled gently around one of her sensitive nipples, then the other, lavishing attention until her ragged breathing began to steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan’s hands relaxed slightly, moving from the sheets to Ross’s back, her fingertips trailing over the hard lines of muscle there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could still feel every pulse of his thick cock buried inside her, stretching her walls to their limit—but her body was no longer fighting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead... it was beginning to accept him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The initial burn had faded into a deep, intense fullness—strange and unfamiliar, but not unbearable anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel the slickness inside her spreading, her own arousal returning, coating him slowly, making the stretch a little easier with every passing second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You okay?\" he whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her damp forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan bit her lip and nodded, her voice shaky but honest. \"It still hurts... but... it’s starting to feel different. Like my body is... adjusting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross smiled gently. \"Good girl. You’re doing so well. Just tell me when you’re ready for more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t answer right away, but her legs shifted slightly, spreading just a little wider as her hips rose in the faintest invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes fluttered half-closed, and a soft moan escaped her lips as her pussy clenched around him involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross groaned, the sensation nearly undoing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her walls were gripping him like a vice, hot and wet and impossibly tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head again, kissing her jaw, her ear, whispering praises into her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So tight... so fucking perfect,\" he murmured. \"You were meant to be my slave. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, master.\" Joan purred in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan’s heart pounded at his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new kind of heat spread through her—not just physical, but emotional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never been touched like this, never been seen like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross wasn’t just taking her body—he was claiming her completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt herself melting beneath him, giving in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can move now,\" she whispered, almost afraid of how much she wanted him to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross pulled back slowly, carefully, withdrawing a few inches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motion made Joan gasp sharply again—still sore, still sensitive—but this time there was a tremble of pleasure beneath the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a slow, deliberate push, he slid back inside her, inch by inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan moaned, her nails dragging lightly down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too much and not enough all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling of being filled so deeply, stretched so completely—it was like nothing she’d ever imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross began to move in a slow, steady rhythm, drawing back and pushing in with exquisite care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never took his eyes off her, watching every flicker of sensation on her face—every gasp, every moan, every tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Joan... Joan began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her moans deepened. Her hips started to lift to meet his slow thrusts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers gripped his arms, pulling him closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain was still there, but it was fading—bit by bit—replaced by a slow-building heat that started to coil low in her belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt full, stretched, dominated—but also safe, protected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every movement he made was for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every kiss, every thrust, every whisper against her skin was filled with worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"D...\" she moaned, her voice breathy and growing desperate. \"I feel... something...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled against her neck, kissing her collarbone as his hips began to roll a little deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it, baby. Let it build. Let me make you feel good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as her body began to surrender to the rhythm, the pleasure finally started to take root—rising higher, sharper, hotter—with each deep, slow stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan had never felt anything like it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she knew, without a doubt, that she would never forget the way he was claiming her—not just her body, but her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"D!!!!!!!!!\" Joan’s cry of ecstasy rang through the room, raw and unrestrained, echoing off the walls as her body convulsed beneath Ross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her legs locked around his waist, and her nails scraped down his back, leaving angry red lines in their wake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was shaking—trembling all over—lost in the sheer overwhelming force of her orgasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hot gush of fluid sprayed from her, soaking Ross’s cock and thighs, pooling on the sheets beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pussy gripped him so tightly now, milking him with pulsing contractions that came in waves, each one squeezing him harder than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross groaned deep in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling of her tight, squirting cunt wrapped around his cock was mind-shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck, Joan,\" he growled, voice rough and strained. \"You feel too damn good... I can barely hold it...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joan was still gasping for breath, her vision hazy, her skin flushed and dewy with sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could barely speak—her orgasm had taken everything from her—but her body wasn’t finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as her climax began to fade, her hips kept grinding against him, instinctively chasing the connection, needing to feel him moving inside her again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ross didn’t disappoint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once her spasms began to settle, he picked up the pace again—his thrusts deep, heavy, and relentless now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no more holding back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pussy was soaked, stretched, and ready to take him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body had been broken open by pleasure, and he intended to fill every inch of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sounds of their bodies slamming together echoed in rhythmic waves, wet and filthy and perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ughhhhh...\" Joan whimpered, her voice soft now, breathy and high-pitched, as Ross’s cock drilled deeper into her again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pleasure was different now—softer but still electric—rolling through her in rippling aftershocks.\u003C\u002Fp>",1008,"2026-06-09T06:19:01.022Z",1,"novelbin.me","35e66481e472b46079d6acba8cfce9eddce0916278b0cf1970d6a5700b59f1f0","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-786","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-784",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]