My Xianxia Harem Life

"Are you sure?" Riley tried to check.

She nodded slowly, a small smile on her lips. "I've never been more sure of anything."

The moment stretched between them, tender and charged.

Riley cupped her face in his hands, pulling her into a slower, gentler kiss this time—one filled with gratitude and a quiet, powerful love.

Veronica sat up, her thighs straddling his hips, and Riley watched as she opened a palm up and a bottle of special materialized on top - something smooth and slick.

Veronica got it from her storage ring and she especially purchased this item for this very occasion.

She poured a generous amount onto her fingers, warming it between her hands before returning to her task, her face serene, focused.

She put some into her cute hole and then a huge amount onto Riley's big fat cock.

Riley lay still, his hands resting gently on her thighs, watching her with awe as she prepared herself for him.

There was something indescribably erotic in seeing a woman so confident, so determined—yet so vulnerable.

Every part of her, from her flushed cheeks to the tension in her breath, told him just how much this meant.

After several minutes, she finally looked down at him again. Her eyes were soft but full of fire.

"I'm ready."

Riley nodded, his voice husky. "We'll take it slow. You lead."

Veronica shifted, positioning herself carefully above him.

She reached down, guiding his cock to the right angle.

Riley held his breath, not from impatience but from reverence.

She was a vision—hair tousled, lips parted, eyes fixed on him with something deeper than lust.

She pressed down slowly, feeling the resistance as the tip of his cock met her tight entrance.

This was not her cunt hole but her other hole that was yet untouched by anyone else.

This was forbidden territory and a new experience for Veronica.

"Ohhhh…" A quiet gasp escaped her lips, but she didn't stop.

She took her time, inch by inch, allowing her body to adjust, giving herself over to the feeling—the fullness, the stretch, the burn that quickly softened into a strange, exquisite pleasure.

Riley groaned, every muscle in his body tense with restraint. The warmth, the tightness—God, she felt incredible. He kept still, letting her guide the pace, not wanting to overwhelm her.

Veronica lowered herself slowly, biting her lip as she took more of him inside, until finally, with a soft cry, she sat fully on his lap.

Her thighs trembled slightly, but her face was radiant—flushed, glowing, beautiful.

He reached up and cupped her waist, holding her steady, his voice rough with emotion. "You're beautiful."

She leaned down and kissed him again—slow, deep, and sensual, her lips lingering on his as if to seal a promise.

Her breath was warm, laced with desire, and her voice barely a whisper as she spoke.

"Now you have all of me," she murmured, brushing her mouth against his. "You've taken my pussy… and now, my ass. Don't hold back."

Riley's breath caught. Those words struck him like lightning, sending a rush of raw need through his veins.

His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into soft flesh as he looked up at her—wild, overwhelmed, and completely hers.

"As you wish, my love," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.

This was different. A tight pussy was pleasure enough, but this?

This was new territory—forbidden, taboo, something many women didn't dare offer.

That was what made it so exhilarating. It wasn't just the physical tightness, though her ass clenched around him like a velvet vice—it was the act itself.

Intimate. Raw. Unfiltered. And she had given it to him willingly, eyes smoldering, body trembling with anticipation.

Veronica's ass was unreal—tight, hot, and impossibly snug.

Riley could barely hold himself together as he slowly pushed deeper, feeling her stretch around him, inch by inch.

She gasped above him, her fingers curling against his chest, but she didn't pull away. She wanted this as much as he did.

He didn't waste time.

He gave her everything.

Pak—Pak—Pak

His hips thrust upward with purpose, sharp and rhythmic, as her curvy frame bounced in time with every motion.

Her moans filled the room—breathy, broken, delicious.

Each movement sent her luscious hips lifting into the air before dropping back down, her body taking him again and again as the heat between them climbed.

She threw her head back, hair tumbling around her shoulders, eyes fluttering shut. "Yes… just like that," she moaned. "Don't stop, Riley…"

He wouldn't. He couldn't.

The pressure was building, the forbidden pleasure too much to contain.

Every thrust sent a jolt through them both—her body gripping him tighter, his breath growing heavier, their skin slick with sweat.

He was lost in her, consumed by the sheer intensity of it all.

She was his—completely, shamelessly, utterly his.

And he was going to show her exactly what that meant.

"Ahhhhh…"

"Ohhhh…"

"Ughhhh…"

Veronica moaned, her voice trembling with a mixture of pain, shock, and a pleasure she hadn't fully expected.

Her nails dug lightly into Riley's shoulders as her body tensed, struggling to adjust to the thick, unrelenting pressure stretching her from the inside.

Every nerve in her body felt alive—too alive—caught between the edge of agony and the beginnings of something dangerously addictive.

She couldn't believe how much it hurt.

She had prepared herself.

She wasn't naïve—she'd done her research and asked a few servants and slaves who got through this same ordeal, used oil, eased in her own fingers the night before, trying to get used to the sensation.

At the time, it hadn't seemed too bad. She'd even thought she was ready.

But this… this was a completely different reality.

Riley's cock was massive—fifteen inches of thick, throbbing heat—and now it was buried deep inside her in a place so tight and untouched that it felt like her body might split in two.

She felt impossibly full, stretched to her very limits, and still, he wasn't done.

Every movement, even the slightest twitch of his hips, sent a wave of sharp sensation through her—pain laced with heat, discomfort tangled with desire.

It didn't help that he was sometimes slow and deliberate, making sure she felt every inch as he pushed deeper, his hands stroking her sides, grounding her.

She gasped for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to breathe through it.

Her body shook, legs trembling, muscles tensing with every pulse of pleasure-pain that radiated from her core.

And yet… she didn't want to stop.

Something inside her craved it.

Veronica collapsed onto Riley's chest, her body slick with sweat, her face flushed and eyes dazed.

She rested her cheek against him, seeking his warmth and steadiness.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close even as he remained buried deep in her tightest, most forbidden place.

"You're doing so well, my love," Riley murmured against her ear, his voice low and thick with restraint. "Just breathe… you feel so amazing inside."

His words sent a shiver down her spine. Even through the pain, the stretch, the shock of it all, his voice calmed her.

His presence reassured her. And slowly, as her body adjusted, something began to shift.

The pain dulled into a lingering ache. The tension eased.

And in its place, a new, consuming sensation began to build—hot, pulsing, almost electric.

She shifted slightly, and a broken moan escaped her lips.

"Oh… god…"

It felt… good.

Too good.

A part of her wanted to run from it. Another part wanted to surrender completely.

Veronica clung to him, her voice no more than a whisper. "Don't stop… faster."

And Riley didn't.

Pak

Pak

Pak

Riley kept moving inside her, his pace steady but growing more intense, every thrust driving deeper, harder, filling her completely.

Veronica's body responded to him like a live wire—quivering, trembling, clenching tight around his cock as she rode wave after wave of raw sensation.

The ache of earlier had dulled into a heady, addictive pleasure, and now, every movement felt impossibly good.

She never thought this kind of pleasure was possible. Not here. Not like this.

Her body was burning, teetering on the edge of something wild and out of control.

She dug her fingers into Riley's back, holding on for dear life, her moans rising higher, sharper with every thrust.

The pressure coiled low in her belly, tightening to a breaking point.

Then suddenly—everything burst.

Her mouth opened in a cry that echoed through the room.

"It's here—ahhh! I'm coming, Riley!"

Her scream tore from her throat, raw and uninhibited.

Her entire body seized up as a shattering orgasm ripped through her, so intense it left her breathless.

And to her utter shock, her release came in a hot, violent gush—she squirted hard, her juices splashing across Riley's lower abdomen, warm and wet, proof of her total surrender.

Her thighs clamped around his hips as her back arched, her voice dissolving into broken gasps and sobs.

She couldn't believe it.

She was actually coming—with him deep inside her ass.

It was overwhelming—too much and not enough at the same time. Her body wouldn't stop shaking.

Every inch of her was on fire, and the pleasure just kept rolling through her in powerful waves that stole her breath and blurred the edges of reality.

Riley paused, watching her in awe, his cock still buried to the hilt inside her.

She was trembling in his arms, her body softening as the orgasm slowly began to fade, her face buried in his neck, her lips brushing his skin as she whispered something incoherent and sweet.

He tightened his grip on her, holding her gently, reverently, as if she were something sacred.

Veronica's eyes drifted shut as she melted into him.

She felt like she was floating—weightless, euphoric, as though her soul had slipped free from her body and was soaring above them both.

There was no pain now, no tension. Just warmth. Security. Bliss.

It felt like heaven.

Perfect. Endless.

She didn't want to come back down.

Her heartbeat gradually slowed, syncing with his, their bodies still joined, sweat-slicked and trembling.

Her breath came in soft, shallow pants as she nuzzled against him, a small smile curling on her lips.

"I didn't know it could feel like that," she whispered, voice husky and dazed. "I've never… I've never come like that before."

Riley's hand slid up her back, his fingers threading into her hair. "You were incredible," he murmured. "So beautiful… so perfect."

She sighed against him, utterly spent, utterly his.

And for that moment, wrapped in the heat of his embrace, with his body still pulsing inside hers, Veronica felt like the world had fallen away.