[{"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-879":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},1832378,2438,"Chapter 879 Study","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-879",879,"\u003Cp>Jasmine came hard on his cock, her juices gushing, soaking his thighs and the seat beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ross wasn’t done—not even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On your knees. Now,\" he ordered, lifting her off him like she weighed nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine slid down, panting, only to gasp as Ross stood, towering over her with that monstrous cock still standing proud, glistening with her essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t need instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sank to her knees and took him into her mouth, lips wrapping around his thick head as her tongue worked feverishly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gagged as he pushed deeper, hitting her throat, but the sound only made Ross groan with dark satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good girl,\" he rasped, tangling his fingers in her blonde hair, controlling her pace as she sucked him hungrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saliva mixed with her slick, dripping down her chin as she took him deeper and deeper, tears pricking her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he finally pulled free, she barely had time to catch her breath before he spun her around and bent her over the seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ass was in the air, her panties long discarded, and then—without warning—Ross slammed back inside her with a single brutal thrust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AHHH—ROSS!\" Jasmine screamed, her voice echoing as her body jolted forward from the sheer force of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on her hips was iron, his thrusts savage now, pounding her relentlessly as the seat creaked beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every stroke had her seeing stars, her pussy clenching desperately around him as he drove her higher and higher toward another climax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sounds were obscene—wet slaps, lewd moans, the slick drag of his cock in her soaking cunt—but neither of them cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re mine,\" Ross growled against her ear, his voice raw with hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pace became almost feral, his hips snapping with punishing force until Jasmine’s scream broke into sobs of pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her third orgasm hit like a freight train, her body shaking violently as she squirted all over his cock and the seat below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And still, Ross didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohhhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ughhhh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine’s body convulsed helplessly, wave after wave of climax tearing through her as if she were caught in a storm without end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had lost all sense of time, her mind hazy, her limbs weak, yet Ross did not relent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pace was steady, powerful, almost mechanical in its precision, as though fatigue itself was something that could never touch him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three hours passed, the film on the screen finally fading to black, yet still he drove into her, each thrust wringing another scream from her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice grew hoarse, but she no longer cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first she had tried to bite down, to muffle her cries in the crook of her arm or the sheets, but soon the pleasure became too overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed freely, shamelessly, until her own ears rang with the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, as impossible as it seemed, no one outside the room noticed a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls might as well have been wrapped in silence, as if the world itself had chosen not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine was not surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen the signs long ago—small, fleeting hints that her husband was far from ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross had never spoken plainly of what he could do, never once explained the uncanny things she had caught glimpses of over the years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he could appear and vanish without sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way his presence could bend a room into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way his eyes sometimes gleamed with something beyond human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she never pressed him. Neither did her sister-wives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all understood—Ross carried mysteries too great for idle questions, and if he wished to keep them hidden, it was not out of mistrust, but something deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so they trusted. Implicitly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine arched again as another climax tore through her, her body giving in to the overwhelming rhythm Ross set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind blurred into a haze of exhaustion and ecstasy, yet at the center of it all was only one thought: no ordinary man could do this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ross, her Ross, was no ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than three hours later, Ross finally left the cinema with Jasmine clinging to his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her legs trembled, her gait awkward, but the brilliant smile on her face told the whole story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked funny, yes, but she walked happy—radiant, glowing, as though she had touched heaven and returned with the proof written on her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow...\" Jasmine breathed, her voice still hoarse from all her cries earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned heavily against Ross, her head resting against his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I never imagined something like this could ever happen to me, Ross. The others are going to be so jealous when they hear about my night tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thighs were sticky, her body sore, and yet she had never felt more alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every step, she could feel Ross’s seed sliding down her skin, staining her legs, but she made no move to hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Jasmine, there was no shame in it—only pride. What mattered to her was Ross, and Ross alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t tell them,\" Ross said with a smirk, slipping his arm around her waist to steady her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Otherwise, they’ll expect the same. I can’t have them lining up every night, draining me dry. That would eat up much of my time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine tilted her head up to him, her eyes glimmering mischievously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, darling. I got you covered.\" She said it with mock seriousness, but the grin that spread across her lips betrayed her intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross narrowed his eyes knowingly. \"Jasmine...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within five hours, the secret was out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of his wives knew what had happened, and they wasted no time confronting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some teased, some pouted, others demanded their share outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jasmine, of course, smiled like a cat who had stolen the cream, basking in the envy of her sister-wives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross could only sigh, but beneath it was a deep amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was the price of having so many women he adored, he would pay it gladly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so began a month unlike any other.\u003C\u002Fp>",1010,"2026-06-09T06:19:01.898Z",1,"novelbin.me","bdd79dc15cd78378063905fb0ff894286553a5fd2eb3cad690f1c903d3f8f1e6","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-880","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-878",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]