My Xianxia Harem Life

”Something’s coming! Riley, stop! Ahhhhhhh!”

Ava’s voice rang out in pure ecstasy as her body arched, caught in the throes of an overwhelming climax.

Waves of pleasure crashed over her, one after another, shattering the discipline she had spent years cultivating.

It was the first peak she had ever experienced—her entire life had been devoted to training, meditation, and relentless cultivation.

Never had she indulged in the forbidden pleasures of the flesh, never had she even considered it. And yet, here she was, unraveling in Riley’s hands, her body betraying her with violent tremors.

She barely had time to process what had happened before another shock hit her—her pink pussy walls tightened, a final aftershock coursing through her limbs.

It felt as if lightning had struck her, igniting a fire deep within her belly.

And the strangest part?

Riley hadn’t even touched her bare flesh. His fingers, still teasing through the fabric of her robes, were suddenly drenched.

Ava gasped for air, her chest rising and falling as she collapsed fully onto her back, her limbs feeling heavy, her mind hazy.

The rhythmic crashing of the ocean waves in the background only heightened the surreal nature of the moment.

The sun above cast a clear glow over the two figures on the shore, the soft sand beneath them warm from the heat of the day.

”What… was that?” she managed to whisper, her voice barely above a breath.

Riley chuckled, his golden eyes glinting with mischief.

”Nothing much. Just a little taste of what’s to come. And there’s more of the same to be had later on.” His grin was devilish, full of promise and wicked intent.

Ava’s blush deepened, her heart hammering against her ribs. She had always been taught that emotions, desires, and attachments were distractions.

Yet, right now, she felt none of the clarity she had strived for all her life—only want, only curiosity, only the unbearable heat pooling in her lower belly.

Riley stood and shrugged off his golden robes in one fluid motion, letting them fall onto the sand like an impromptu blanket.

The fine silk shimmered under the sunlight, but Ava barely noticed it. Her eyes were glued to him.

Her breath hitched.

Before her stood the most stunning man she had ever laid eyes on. Broad shoulders, chiseled muscles sculpted to perfection, golden skin that glowed under the great heat of the sun—he looked like a deity carved from the very heavens.

And now, he was completely bare.

”Ohhh…” The sound left her lips involuntarily, a mix of awe and trepidation.

She had seen men before, of course. The Stone Mountain Sect was full of cultivators, men who had dedicated their lives to their craft. But Riley was… different. More than just handsome.

He was magnetic. Dangerous. And his confidence only made it worse.

Despite the heat still thrumming in her veins, a sliver of hesitation crept into her mind.

”Shouldn’t we take this somewhere more private, Riley?” she asked, her voice softer than before. She could barely meet his gaze. ”Someone might see us.”

He laughed, low and deep. ”No one can see us here. Trust me.”

The conviction in his voice sent a strange sense of security through her, though she wasn’t sure if it was truly safety or just another illusion he wove around her.

Before she could protest further, Riley moved.

With practiced ease, he knelt between her legs, his hands already working on the ties of her core disciple robes.

Her breath caught as she felt his fingers graze over her, untying the fabric with almost ritualistic patience. One knot loosened. Then another. Then another.

Ten breaths. That was all it took.

The robes slid off her shoulders, pooling around her waist before slipping away entirely. A cold breeze ghosted over her newly exposed skin, sending a shiver up her spine. She had never felt so bare.

So vulnerable and bare.

Yet, under Riley’s gaze, she did not feel shame.

She felt desired.

And for the first time in her life, she realized that maybe—just maybe—there was something more to life than cultivation and discipline.

Something raw. Something dangerous.

Something she wasn’t sure she could resist.

But when Ava’s gaze finally drifted downward, her entire body stiffened.

Her breath caught in her throat, her hands clenched into fists against the soft fabric of Riley’s discarded robe, and an involuntary gulp of terror worked its way down her throat.

Her lips parted slightly as she stared, wide-eyed, at the monstrous length between his legs.

”Riley… isn’t your thing a bit too big?” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Even as she spoke, she couldn’t tear her eyes away. It was… unnatural.

The sheer size of it was beyond anything she had imagined—thick, veined, and standing proudly at a size that seemed more suited for a mythical beast than a mere human.

Her mind struggled to process what she was seeing. It wasn’t just big; it was impossibly big.

”Can you… can you make it smaller?” she blurted out, her face burning. ”I don’t think my… my pussy can take something that huge!”

Riley chuckled, the deep, rumbling sound vibrating through the hot air.

His golden eyes glinted with amusement as he reached down, wrapping one large hand around the base of his cock, giving it a lazy stroke.

”This?” He smirked. ”It’s nothing, Ava. Just an average-sized cock.”

Ava’s mouth fell open in sheer disbelief.

”That is not average!” she shot back, her voice rising an octave. ”There’s no way! I may be innocent, but I’m not stupid!”

Riley merely shrugged, as if she were overreacting. ”You simply can’t know, Ava. There are lots of men under the sun. Some big, some small. I’m just average in comparison. You should feel lucky I’m your man. If not, you might’ve had to suffer under a bigger one than mine.”

Her eyes widened further, and for a moment, she genuinely thought he was serious.

Then she saw the teasing glint in his gaze.