My Xianxia Harem Life

"Ahhhhh…" Ava let out a sharp, breathless cry as Riley's thick length slowly pushed inside her, stretching her in ways she'd never known.

A deep ache bloomed within her, raw and overwhelming, as her body struggled to accommodate him.

Her pussy walls clenched instinctively, as if trying to resist the sheer size of him, but there was no escape—he filled her completely, pushing deeper until he was buried to the hilt.

She could feel every inch of him, the heat of his body branding hers, leaving her trembling beneath him.

At this moment, nothing else existed—only the aching fullness, the unbearable stretch, the sharp contrast between pain and pleasure that made her toes curl and her mind spin.

Riley stilled, his breathing uneven as he gazed down at her.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly, his voice laced with concern.

Ava drew in a shaky breath, her fingers tightening around the sheets beneath her.

Her body throbbed with a dull, persistent ache, but she didn't want him to stop.

She had dreamed of this moment, of being his in every way, and now that it was finally happening, she refused to back down.

"It's fine, Riley," she murmured, looking up at him with glassy eyes.

"I can take it. Please… don't stop. Love me more."

Riley groaned low in his throat, his hands tightening around her hips as if to steady himself.

She was so tight, so warm, her body clinging to him with an almost desperate grip.

He could feel her struggling to adjust, her cunt walls fluttering around him, squeezing him like a vice.

Ava exhaled slowly, forcing her body to relax even as the fullness made her head spin.

She shifted slightly beneath him, the movement sending a fresh wave of sensation coursing through her, making her gasp.

The pain was still there, but beneath it, a flicker of something else—something deeper, more intoxicating—began to stir.

Riley cupped her face gently, brushing his lips over her forehead before murmuring, "Just tell me if it's too much."

Ava swallowed hard and nodded, her heart pounding.

This was her first time—her first experience of true intimacy—and she knew, without a doubt, that she would never forget this moment for as long as she lived.

"Okay. Just bear with it for a moment… Here it goes," Riley murmured, his voice thick with restraint.

Then, without hesitation, he thrust forward, burying himself completely inside her in one swift motion.

Ava's body jolted violently, a sharp, strangled cry tearing from her throat.

"Ughhhh…" The pain was instant, searing, like being impaled by something far too big for her body to handle.

She gasped, her fingers digging into the sand beneath her as her insides clenched desperately around the overwhelming intrusion.

It felt as though she were being split apart, stretched far beyond what she thought possible.

Riley didn't stop this time. There was no hesitation, no pause to let her adjust like before.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed across the empty beach as Riley moved with steady, unrelenting force.

Each thrust sent a jolt of pain through Ava's trembling body, her pussy walls gripping him super super tight and delicious, obviously struggling to accommodate his sheer size.

The burning sensation didn't ease, but her body instinctively produced more slickness, mingling with the faint trickle of her virgin blood, making it slightly more bearable.

Her nails raked against the sand, her legs trembling as she struggled to process the overwhelming mix of pain and unfamiliar sensations.

It was too much—too intense. She could barely breathe, barely think.

All she could do was hold on as Riley continued to claim her with deep, powerful strokes.

A full minute passed, and his pace gradually slowed.

The forceful, relentless pounding gave way to something more controlled, more deliberate.

Riley's hands found her waist, his touch surprisingly gentle as he adjusted his movements.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft, lingering kiss. His warmth surrounded her, his touch grounding her in the moment.

Slowly, the sharp pain that had dominated her senses began to fade, replaced by something different—something warmer, deeper.

A shiver ran through her as a strange yet intoxicating pleasure started to take root, spreading through her body like a slow, burning fire.

Ava exhaled shakily, her grip on the sand loosening as her body finally began to relax.

She could feel it now—the way his length filled her so completely, the way his movements stirred something deep within her.

Each slow, measured thrust sent waves of warmth coursing through her veins, melting away the discomfort until only pleasure remained.

Her breathing hitched as a soft, unexpected moan escaped her lips.

Her body, once stiff with pain, now moved instinctively against his, welcoming him, craving more.

It was a strange, dizzying sensation, like floating on clouds, like dancing on air.

She gasped as another wave of pleasure rippled through her, her toes curling in the sand.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, and for the first time, her mind was no longer clouded with pain but with an overwhelming sense of bliss.

Ava's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Riley's.

"It feels so good…" she whispered, the realization washing over her like a warm tide.

She had never known pleasure could feel like this—so consuming, so utterly breathtaking.

And as Riley moved within her, guiding her deeper into this newfound ecstasy, she knew she would never forget this moment for as long as she lived.

Not that Riley would ever let her forget—starting today, he would never tire of Ava's body.

She was his now, in every way that mattered, and he would claim her again and again, until her body knew only his touch, until every inch of her craved him as much as he craved her.

From this moment forward, he would take her whenever he pleased, making her feel this pleasure so deeply that she would never want to go a single day without him.

"Ahhhh…"

"Ohhhhhh…"

"Hmmmmm…"