Evil MC's NTR Harem

Dinner with the family was awkward, to say the least.

Aria and Hannah couldn’t stop pestering their mother, repeatedly asking if she was absolutely certain about Ross.

Despite their incessant questions bordering on outright annoyance, Lillian remained composed, calmly affirming her decision each time without losing her temper.

"I’ll take care of the dishes, Lillian. Don’t worry about it," Ross offered, standing up after the meal.

"Alright, then. Let me know if you need any help," Lillian replied sweetly, walking over to him.

To everyone’s shock, she leaned in and gave Ross a long, passionate kiss, initiating the contact with confidence.

Ross, momentarily surprised, responded in kind.

Her hand even lingered on his broad chest in a suggestive caress, leaving her daughters completely stunned.

"Oh my god, Mom! Seriously, get a room!"

"Ew! Don’t do that in front of us!" Aria and Hannah exclaimed in unison, their faces twisted in embarrassment.

Despite being 25 and 26 years old, both sisters were still virgins—a result of their mother’s teachings about saving themselves for someone they truly loved and the limited dating options in their small town of Midfield.

Over the years, they’d grown exceptionally picky about choosing boyfriends.

Lillian laughed, unfazed by their protests.

"You’re both adults now. Stop acting like kids."

Still smiling, she ended the kiss and stepped back.

"I just need to call my manager to set up a meeting tomorrow morning," she said, referring to her plan to quit her job and move to Parkland City with Ross.

"Take your time," Ross said with a nod, his gaze briefly following her as she walked out of the dining area, her figure commanding his attention.

Wasting no time, Ross cleaned up the table and began doing the dishes, the faint sound of Lillian’s voice on the phone drifting in from the next room.

It was at that moment that Aria and Hannah teamed up against Ross.

"Ross, what exactly did you do to Mom?" Aria demanded, her tone sharp.

"I didn’t do anything," Ross replied calmly. "I just showed her how much I love her."

"Love her how?" Hannah snapped. "Sleeping with her all night isn’t love—it’s… it’s not the same thing."

"Did you blackmail her or something? Threaten her?" It was Hannah’s turn to interrogate Ross this time around.

"Come on, spill it. We can handle the truth. There’s just no way Mom would fall for a guy like you."

"Nothing’s impossible, girls. Nothing," Ross said smoothly, channeling Lillian’s composed approach.

He met their accusations with an open mind and unshakable patience.

As the confrontation continued, his gaze flickered briefly to Aria and Hannah, their curvaceous figures accentuated by the casual clothes they wore.

Desire stirred within him, but Ross reined it in with firm self-control.

This wasn’t the time.

There would be opportunities in the future—plenty of them.

After Lillian finished her phone call, she accompanied Ross to his parents’ house to help explain the situation.

Ross didn’t hold back, even revealing that he planned to marry multiple women at once—a revelation that left his parents stunned.

"What?! You’re still so young, Ross! Only 18, and you’re already getting married! And not just to one woman, but several! And you even convinced Mrs. Lawrence to agree?" Ross’s mother was in disbelief, her voice rising with each word.

"Let him be, dear," his father said, far calmer and more accepting.

"Our son is a grown man now. He’s of age and, more importantly, has the financial means to support his wives. Let him live his life. Let him make his own mistakes. Remember, we didn’t raise a fool. Ross will be just fine."

Ross’s father smiled, his mind drifting to memories of his own youth.

He’d married even younger than Ross, and those happy recollections brought a glimmer of nostalgia to his eyes.

With the wedding set for the upcoming weekend, excitement filled the house.

Ross’s parents, especially his mother, were eager to learn every detail of the ceremony.

Being their only son, Ross’s decisions carried immense significance for them.

His mother bombarded him with questions about the wedding plans, her enthusiasm clear.

The evening turned into a full-blown celebration.

Relatives arrived to get the latest gossip, and Ross spared no expense, ordering enough food for what felt like a feast or birthday party.

The gathering extended well past midnight, with neighbors joining in to eat, congratulate Ross, and marvel at his upcoming nuptials.

Many couldn’t hide their envy as they glanced at Ross. Mrs. Lawrence, after all, was one of the most stunning women in town.

Later that night, Ross returned to Lillian’s home.

In the privacy of her room, they shared another night of passionate love, further cementing their bond as husband and soon-to-be wife.

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"Ughhhh… they’re at it again!" Aria complained.

"How can they expect us to sleep with this much noise?" Hannah said exasperated and then she covered her head with a pillow.

Both also could not complain since it was their mother Mrs. Lawrence who was making much of the noise.

"Ahhhhhh…"

"Ohhhhhh…"

"Hmmmm!"

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"Deeper! Don’t stop!"

"Yessssss!"

Lillian cried out in ecstasy, her flawless, white legs draped over Ross’s broad shoulders as he pounded into her with an unrelenting, almost primal force.

The bed creaked beneath them, the sounds of their heated union filling the room.

Her body trembled with pleasure, completely at his mercy, as wave after wave of bliss coursed through her.

She had already climaxed countless times tonight, her body exhausted but still craving more.

Ross, however, showed no signs of slowing.

Unlike her husband, who would roll over and fall asleep after a single lackluster round, Ross was insatiable.

He filled her again and again, his cock remaining rock-hard, ready to push her to new heights.

Lillian’s head tilted back, her long hair spilling across the sheets, as she surrendered entirely to the overwhelming sensations.

"It must be because he’s still young," Lillian rationalized through the fog of pleasure clouding her mind.