Harem Emperor In The End Times

It would take less than half an hour for a helicopter to reach them from the city center, yet a week into the apocalypse, her husband had made no move to rescue her. This thought lingered in her mind.

Rose’s untied legs were slightly raised. Ryan glanced at them and thought, "Oh, has the mayor’s wife finally realized her situation?" He reached out toward her delicate feet, but Rose kicked at him. However, her movement was easily caught by the man.

"Bastard, you’re committing a crime! You’re raping me!" Rose shouted harshly, her resentment toward her husband fueling her anger.

"Oh..." Ryan chuckled darkly, pinching her chin hard. "Mrs. Rose, I thought it was interesting because you’re the mayor’s wife, so I gave you some face. But you’re being shameless. Don’t you understand the current situation?" Ryan sneered.

"Or does your identity as the so-called mayor’s wife give you the confidence to resist me? This is the apocalypse. Your status means nothing here. You’re just a woman waiting to be taken by a man," Ryan said coldly.

His icy, humiliating words made Rose tremble. She had seen Banner’s men rape women in the Hale Building, but she never imagined it would happen to her.

Rose’s body shook. Looking into the man’s cold eyes, she felt a wave of fear. Tears streamed down her face as she silently wept.

"If you’re unwilling to serve me, I’m sure there are plenty of men who’d love to have a turn with the mayor’s wife. Maybe I could even sell you for a good price,"

Ryan threatened. In truth, Ryan would never give such a beautiful woman to anyone else. Even if he grew tired of her, she would remain his. His possessiveness was absolute.

Rose, unaware of this, panicked at his words. She grabbed his hand in desperation, "Don’t... don’t do this~" The thought of a line of men waiting to humiliate her was unbearable. She’d rather die than endure such a fate.

"Then behave and let go of your hands..." Rose’s body trembled, and with red eyes, she reluctantly loosened her grip on her lower body.

"Good. Our mayor is so busy with work, so I’ll have to take care of his wife for him. I’m sure he’ll thank me if he finds out," Ryan said with a smirk. He lifted Rose’s legs, placing them on his shoulders, and began licking her thighs with his tongue.

The sensitive spot on the inside of her thigh was attacked, and Rose’s breathing quickened, her body going limp. Ryan grabbed her legs, bringing them to his mouth and kissing them. His eyes followed the curve of her slender legs up to her plump thighs.

He then positioned himself in front of her, lifting her calves onto his shoulders, exposing her lower body. He pulled aside her thin panties and took a quick photo with his phone before aggressively attacking her most intimate area with his tongue.

"Tsk tsk tsk, even at your age, your pussy is as pink and tender as a girl’s. Could it be that you and your husband haven’t been intimate in a long time?"

Ryan taunted as he tasted her. The flavor was stronger than a younger woman’s, more pungent, but not unpleasant.

Rose pursed her lips, saying nothing. It was true that she hadn’t been intimate with her husband for years. His busy schedule and lack of interest in sex had left her desires unfulfilled. Now, after being touched by a man, she felt a strange mix of pain and pleasure.

Rose pulled her other leg free and placed it on Ryan’s shoulder, pressing her legs together to block his assault. She continued to cry and beg, "Please, don’t do this... My husband can give you whatever you want, just let me go~"

"Hehe, those things might work on others, but they’re useless to me," Ryan said dismissively. The mayor’s status meant nothing now. Money was worthless, women were easy to find, and power? What could it offer compared to his own strength?

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"These things aren’t as exciting as your identity..." Ryan had never encountered such a dignified and noble woman. He gently rubbed the opening of her tender vagina, causing her body to tremble and her legs to loosen slightly.

Once free from her legs, Ryan’s hot lips pressed against Rose’s moist labia. His mouth suctioned firmly onto her, his tongue flicking her clitoris rapidly.

The intense stimulation drove Rose to the brink of madness. Waves of pleasure washed over her as her body, long deprived of intimacy, finally succumbed to the sensations. Thick vaginal fluid gushed out, some of which Ryan swallowed.

When Ryan stood up, he yanked Rose’s pubic hair hard. The sharp pain snapped her out of her orgasm. "Ahhh... it hurts ~ be gentle ~ ah... don’t pull it ~"

"Hahaha, I didn’t expect the noble mayor’s wife to squirt when played with by a man. And the smell is even stronger than others," Ryan teased with a laugh.

"Beast!" Rose cried in pain, both from the humiliation of being brought to orgasm by a man other than her husband and from the agony of having her pubic hair pulled. She had never suffered such indignity before.

Ryan picked up a tissue and gently wiped her tears. Then he untied her stockings and removed her evening dress, leaving her completely exposed. After her orgasm, her skin glowed with a reddish hue, making her even more alluring.

Ryan carried Rose to the bed in a princess carry. At this point, the beautiful woman was limp and powerless. Though she wanted to resist, she had no strength left. She could only let the man do as he pleased.

Ryan laid Rose on her side, pressing himself against her back, his hot cock pressing against her buttocks.

Rose’s body trembled slightly. She hadn’t felt a man’s cock in so long, and even through the touch of her buttocks, she could sense its size and heat.

It was far larger than her husband’s, and the thought of it entering her was both terrifying and thrilling.