My Xianxia Harem Life

Chapter 336: Chapter 336 Concept

Each hit was sharp, raw, and impossibly pleasurable, making Juliet’s pussy clench uncontrollably around him.

Goosebumps prickled across her skin, her nipples stiffened, and her moans grew louder, higher, almost frantic.

Every nerve ending seemed to scream in pleasure, and Juliet could feel herself teetering on the edge once more.

Her body shook violently as another orgasm ripped through her, and she cried out his name again, her voice breaking.

But Riley didn’t slow, didn’t relent. He pounded into her harder, deeper, faster, his cock filling her to the brim.

Then it happened.

Pew.

Pew.

Pew.

Riley came inside her with explosive intensity, his hot, thick ropes of cum shooting deep into her unprotected pussy.

She felt him fill her completely, stretching her with the searing heat of his release, and when it began to overflow, dripping down onto the sheets, Juliet’s body reacted instinctively.

Another orgasm ripped through her, stronger than any before, and she screamed, her entire being trembling under the pleasure.

Her back arched violently, her legs flailing as if trying to hold onto the moment forever.

The mixture of Riley’s cock deep inside her, the heat of his cum coating her walls, and the relentless pounding of his hips pushed her over the edge again and again.

Each spasm of her pussy milked him further, drawing him into her, prolonging the exquisite torture and pleasure that left her gasping for air.

”Rileyyyyyy!” she screamed, voice raw, echoing off the walls.

Her soul felt like it had left her body, floating somewhere in a haze of bliss and delirium.

Every fiber of her being tingled, every inch of her soaked, sensitive skin alive with the aftershocks of the orgasm.

Sweat streamed down her back, mingling with the wetness still dripping from her pussy, and her mind was a swirl of pleasure, haze, and utter surrender.

Riley held her hips tight, still buried inside her, letting her ride out the final waves of ecstasy.

He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling, yet his eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched her trembling, quivering body.

Juliet could barely move, her limbs heavy, but she clung to him instinctively, needing the connection, the heat, the man who had pushed her past her limits.

For a long moment, the room was filled only with the sound of ragged breaths and the faint, sticky rhythm of aftershocks.

Juliet’s body slowly began to settle, though her pussy still twitched around him occasionally, reminding both of them of the fiery storm they had just weathered together.

Riley leaned down, pressing a hot, lingering kiss to the back of her neck, and Juliet shivered, a weak moan escaping her lips.

She was utterly spent, yet utterly consumed, and she knew that nothing in her life had ever felt this intense, this all-encompassing, this completely hers... and Riley’s.

And of course, Riley didn’t stop there.

”Ahhhhhh...”

”Ohhhhhh...”

”Ughhhhhh...”

Juliet’s voice was hoarse from moaning, yet the sounds still poured out of her throat without restraint.

Riley was merciless, taking her in every way imaginable, showing her things she had never even dreamed could be done between a man and a woman.

He began with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, thrusting into her with a steady rhythm that made her toes curl.

When her cries reached their peak, he flipped her onto her stomach, arching her hips high so he could pound into her from behind.

The sharp slap of skin echoed with each motion, his heavy balls smacking against her tender flesh, sending jolts through her clit.

Juliet’s mind was fogged, every sense hijacked by Riley’s overwhelming presence.

She felt like clay in his hands, molded into new shapes as he bent her to his will.

He held her wrists above her head, pinning her as he drove deep inside, and when she thought she couldn’t take more, he shifted again—her knees pushed to her chest as he speared her open, hitting depths that left her gasping for air.

”Ahhhhhh! Riley... I’m coming!” she screamed, but her body betrayed her, clenching tight around him again and again.

Hours passed in a blur of sweat, heat, and raw passion.

Riley never faltered, his stamina inhuman, his pace ruthless.

Juliet came over and over until she lost count, each climax leaving her trembling, only for Riley to push her higher still.

Her body, once innocent and untouched, was now utterly claimed, broken into ecstasy by his relentless thrusts.

At one point he lifted her into his arms, bouncing her on his cock while kissing her deeply, his tongue forcing moans from her throat as if he owned even her voice.

At another, he dragged her to the edge of the bed, letting her legs dangle as he hammered into her, her back arching in desperate pleasure.

By the time dawn threatened the horizon, Juliet’s body was a mess of sweat, bruises, and bliss.

Her thighs shook uncontrollably, her hair clung wetly to her skin, and her lips were swollen from endless kisses and screams.

Riley, still not satisfied, continued to drive into her with the same merciless rhythm, as if the night could stretch forever.

Ten hours. Ten straight hours of Riley’s relentless passion.

Finally, Juliet could take no more. Her eyes fluttered shut, her body limp and trembling.

She collapsed face-first into the tangled sheets, passing out completely from the sheer force of the ecstasy she had endured.

Her last thought, before darkness claimed her, was simple and undeniable—she belonged to Riley now, body and soul.

The morning arrived, and Juliet hadn’t even touched breakfast.

Her body was sore, trembling from the hours-long sexual storm she had endured, and yet Riley was already pressing her into the sheets once more.

”Riley...” she moaned, her voice weak but filled with helpless desire.

Every thrust he gave was long, deep, and merciless, pulling out sounds she never knew she could make.

Her legs curled tightly around him as if her body had already accepted its fate—that she was his, morning and night, without pause.

This relentless passion continued day after day, an entire week of Riley’s endless appetite.

Juliet found herself taken in bed, in the bath, against the wall, even beneath the open air of the garden when Riley lost his patience.

No matter where, no matter when, Riley used her, and she could do nothing but cry out his name, begging for more, begging for mercy, and never truly receiving either.

It didn’t take long before the entire Rice Clan knew what was happening.

Her cries carried through the walls, past the courtyards, into the night.

Servants gossiped, elders whispered, disciples smirked, and soon the scandal spread beyond the clan gates.

”I can’t believe that Juliet Wheeler could moan like that,” one servant girl whispered to her companions, cheeks flushed as she imitated the muffled sounds she had overheard.

”She used to act like she was so noble, so untouchable. Now listen to her,” another replied, giggling. ”She sounds like a bitch in heat, desperate for more.”

”I heard it too,” a young disciple chimed in. ”She screamed so loud last night, I thought someone was killing her—until I heard her beg him not to stop.”

”I know, right?” another laughed. ”But honestly, who wouldn’t? Master Riley’s cock is huge. From all the stories going around, it’s bigger than anyone else’s. Even the guards outside say they’ve heard... things.”

Of course, not all voices were mocking. Some were tinged with jealousy.

”Tch... lucky woman. She might be disgraced, but she’s tasting pleasures most of us will never know.”

And still others whispered with hunger in their eyes.

”If Juliet Wheeler—someone as proud and noble as her—can be reduced to moaning like that, what would happen to me if Master Riley laid his hands on me...?”

Everywhere she went, Juliet’s name was on their lips.

The image of the refined, noble Wheeler daughter was gone, replaced by something else entirely.

To the clan, to the city, she was no longer the untouchable lady of elegance.

She was Riley’s concubine—his woman—and her shameless moans were the proof.

It wasn’t unusual for rumors like this to spread—after all, Riley was a famous man, perhaps the most famous in the entire region.

His name carried power, his deeds were the subject of endless tavern talk, and people from every walk of life were eager to know more about him.

From servants to clan elders, from merchants to wandering cultivators, everyone wanted to peek into Riley’s life, to see what he was doing, who he was with, and what he would do next.

So when word spread that Riley had taken another woman into his embrace, the whispers turned into open conversation.

It wasn’t just any woman either—it was Juliet Wheeler, once known as a proud, untouchable noble girl.

To many, this revelation was shocking; to others, it only seemed natural.

A man like Riley, who lived larger than life and carried fame wherever he went, was bound to draw women into his orbit.

Some spoke with envy, saying Juliet was fortunate beyond words to have caught the eye of such a man.

Others gossiped with scorn, claiming she had thrown away her dignity for lust.

And still others spoke with awe, marveling at how Riley always seemed to bend fate itself, gathering power, glory, and women without effort.

By now, everyone knew one truth: Riley had one more woman who was special in his life, and no matter what others thought, Juliet Wheeler’s name would forever be tied to his.