My Xianxia Harem Life

Riley looked at her with a quiet intensity.

His thumb brushed gently against her cheek, and he kissed her again, slowly, lovingly.

This moment wasn't just about lust—it was a culmination of years of unspoken longing, of dreams and desires hidden behind shy glances and quiet thoughts.

"I've delayed this for so long," he murmured against her lips.

Eve only nodded, unable to speak as her emotions welled up inside her.

Riley shifted slightly, positioning himself at her entrance.

The head of his thick cock pressed against her slick folds, parting them gently.

Eve gasped at the sensation—he was warm, heavy, and real.

Her body reacted instinctively, hips shifting to meet him, heart pounding louder with every passing second.

"Relax for me," Riley whispered, his voice low and reassuring.

He kissed her neck, her collarbone, the space between her breasts, as if to soothe her nerves and remind her that she wasn't alone.

With a slow, careful push, Riley began to slide inside.

Eve inhaled sharply.

Her walls clenched reflexively around the thick intrusion, her body struggling to accommodate his size.

Inch by inch, he pushed deeper, stretching her in a way that was both uncomfortable and exhilarating.

She whimpered, her fingers tightening on his shoulders.

He stopped. "Are you okay?"

She nodded. "Don't stop… please…"

He leaned down and kissed her again, drawing strength from her willingness.

Then, with a gentle thrust, he pushed deeper.

A sharp sting tore through her as her hymen gave way, and Eve gasped, a single tear slipping from the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers. "It'll pass soon…"

She held onto him tightly, her arms wrapping around his back, her legs curling around his waist.

The pain was real, but it was fleeting—overwhelmed quickly by the warmth of his body and the deep comfort of knowing he was being careful, that he cared.

He stayed still, buried halfway inside her, giving her time to adjust.

The seconds passed slowly, her breathing eventually steadying.

Her body, though still trembling, began to loosen.

Riley kissed her again, and this time, she kissed him back with more urgency.

"I'm ready," she whispered into his mouth.

He moved again, gently, carefully, sliding deeper inside her until he was fully sheathed.

Eve gasped at the fullness—he filled her completely.

Her walls clung to him, and she felt every inch of his hard cock pulsing within her.

"God… you feel amazing," Riley groaned, his control wavering.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, like two halves finally made whole.

Riley began to move—slow, deliberate thrusts that sent waves of pleasure through Eve's core.

Each movement rocked her gently, building warmth deep inside her that grew stronger with every pass.

Their moans mingled, soft and raw, echoing around the quiet room.

Eve's fingers traced the muscles of his back as her legs tightened around him, urging him deeper.

She could feel the pleasure rising, curling in her belly like a fire waiting to ignite.

"Riley…" she whispered, her voice breathy and full of emotion.

He looked down at her, brushing the damp hair from her face. "I'm here… I'm yours."

And with that, their rhythm quickened—no longer hesitant, but natural, intimate, passionate.

It wasn't just a joining of bodies anymore.

It was a promise, sealed in sweat, breath, and heartbeats.

Their mouths were locked, tongues tangled in a kiss that was equal parts passion and desperation.

Riley's hips moved with increasing purpose, his thick, throbbing cock gliding in and out of Eve's tight, wet heat.

With every stroke, he carved himself deeper into her body, claiming her inch by inch.

Her pussy clung to him greedily, stretched impossibly wide around his girth—fifteen inches of raw, pulsing need—and yet her body welcomed it, as though it had been waiting for this moment all her life.

He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her lips.

"You feel so good, Eve," he whispered hoarsely.

She could only moan in reply, her breath hitching each time he bottomed out inside her.

"Hnnn… mmhh… Riley…"

Even with her lips occupied, the sounds escaped.

They were raw and beautiful, every moan proof of the pleasure overwhelming her senses.

Her entire body was on edge, her muscles coiling tighter with each thrust.

She bit his lip—not hard, but enough to make him pause and groan again, his cock twitching deep inside her.

Her legs locked around his waist, heels pressing into his back to pull him even closer, deeper.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving marks that would remind him of this night long after.

Riley's hands roamed her body like he was memorizing her by touch.

He cupped her breasts, kneading their soft weight, thumbs brushing over her swollen nipples until they were taut and aching. Ml

Then he pinched one between his fingers and tugged, gently at first—then harder.

That did it.

A sharp cry tore from Eve's throat as her back arched off the bed.

"Riley!" she screamed, head thrown back, hair fanned out like a halo around her.

Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, raw and uncontrollable.

Her pussy clenched violently around him, spasming with such intensity it nearly milked his cock.

Her juices gushed out in a sudden, hot rush—her body squirting uncontrollably as pleasure overloaded her senses.

Her thighs shook, her entire body trembling like a leaf caught in a storm.

"Fuck…" Riley groaned, watching her unravel beneath him. "You're amazing…"

Eve couldn't respond.

She was lost in the haze of her release, her moans reduced to whimpers as her body twitched from aftershocks.

She looked up at him with dazed, tear-brimmed eyes—eyes full of love, lust, and the kind of bliss only he could give her.

But Riley wasn't done.

Not yet.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, her cheek, then her lips again.

"That was just the beginning," he whispered, his voice dark with hunger.

He was still hard, still deep inside her, and now he began to move again—slow, deliberate strokes that reignited the fire smoldering in her cunt.

Eve gasped, her hands flying to his chest. "Wait—I… I'm still—"

"I know," he said, grinning against her mouth. "Let me show you how many times you can peak tonight."

And so he moved, relentless and tender, taking her again as her overstimulated body shuddered beneath him.

This wasn't just a single night of passion—it was the start of something deeper, something consuming.

And Riley did exactly as he promised.

Pak.

Pak.

Pak.

The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the room in a steady, primal rhythm.

The bed creaked beneath them, rocked by the sheer force of Riley's thrusts.

He was relentless—an untamed beast fueled by desire, slamming into Eve with punishing depth and unyielding need.

His hands gripped her hips like anchors, pulling her back into each powerful stroke as he drove himself into her tight, soaked pussy again and again.

Eve had lost all sense of time.

All she knew was Riley—his body, his voice, his cock buried deep inside her.

Her moans were no longer controlled.

They spilled from her throat in helpless cries, each one louder than the last, each one edged with the pleasure that kept building without mercy.

"Ohhh… Riley… I'm coming again…!"

He didn't stop. If anything, her cries only spurred him on.

He pounded into her harder, deeper, his cock stretching her to her limits, brushing places inside her she never knew could feel so good.

Her body tensed, toes curling as she reached yet another peak.

"I'm coming again, Riley! Now!" she screamed, voice shaking, as her body locked up and erupted around him.

Her orgasm tore through her, wild and uncontrollable.

She squirted again—more than before—soaking his cock and thighs, her body shaking like a leaf caught in a storm.

And yet… he wasn't done.

Before she could even catch her breath, Riley flipped her around, shifting their positions like a master taking his time with his favorite work of art.

He lay on his back and pulled her on top of him, guiding her into a reverse cowgirl position.

The world spun for Eve, but she welcomed the shift. Her thighs trembled, slick with arousal, as she straddled him once more.

"It's your turn now, Eve," he said, his voice low and rough, his hands gripping her hips from behind.

"Show me how much you want me."

"Yes…" she breathed, her voice barely audible, trembling with need.

She reached back between her legs, finding his massive cock still standing proud, glistening with their combined juices.

She bit her lip as she guided him to her entrance, and then—slowly—lowered herself down.

The stretch hit her again, but she welcomed it now. She wanted it. Needed it.

Her pussy swallowed him greedily, inch by thick inch, until she was seated fully on his length, her walls stretched to the brink and pulsing around him.

"Oh… my… God…" she whimpered, her body trembling with pleasure.

It was simply too much pleasure in such a short amount of time.