My Xianxia Harem Life

Luna knew she had to give everything to Riley to truly become his woman. To truly belong to his inner circle, she had to take the next step.

"You're still so hard, young master Riley," she murmured, stroking his thick shaft with her delicate fingers, watching the way it twitched under her touch. "Do you want me to make you feel even better?"

Riley didn't respond immediately.

Instead, he gazed at her, his eyes dark, deep, and unreadable.

His silence sent a shiver down her spine.

It was as if he could see through her—past the playful innocence, past the teasing words—down to her deepest, most sinful desires.

Her breath hitched, her heartbeat thudding in her ears.

Then, finally, Riley's lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.

"If you want, you can."

A simple invitation.

But to Luna, it was so much more.

It was permission. It was acceptance.

And it made her shiver with anticipation.

"Thank you, young master Riley," she whispered, voice laced with excitement and nervousness. "This is my first time… so please bear with me."

She straddled his hips, her body trembling slightly as she positioned herself just above him.

Her hands reached down, grasping his thick, pulsing cock, guiding it to her entrance.

And in that moment, Riley finally got a close, intimate look at her most precious place.

Her soft, pink folds glistened in the dim light, utterly untouched, perfectly tight. The delicate flesh quivered as she hovered over him, her wetness dripping down onto his shaft, coating him in her arousal.

It was a sight that made Riley's entire body tense, his need for her reaching its peak.

Luna's breath came in short, heated gasps as she felt his tip pressing against her entrance. The heat, the size, the sheer reality of what she was about to do—it sent another wave of arousal crashing over her.

She was on the verge of giving herself away completely.

Her cherry.

Her innocence.

Her everything.

And she wanted Riley to be the only man to take it all.

Slowly, hesitantly, she began to lower herself, feeling the pressure, the stretch as he started to push into her tight, untouched walls.

Her body shuddered at the sensation, both foreign and intoxicating.

And yet, there was no hesitation in her eyes.

Because this was exactly what she wanted.

And Riley was the only man who could have her.

"Ahhhhh…!" Luna gasped, her voice a mixture of pain and pleasure as she slowly sank down, inch by inch.

Her entire body tensed, thighs trembling as she struggled to take Riley's sheer size.

The stretch was unbearable—a deep, searing ache that made her breath hitch, her walls instinctively clenching around the invading thickness.

Her fingers curled against Riley's chest, gripping him for support as she tried to steady herself.

She had expected it to hurt, had prepared herself for the sting, but the reality was far more intense than she could have ever imagined.

And yet… she did not stop.

She refused to.

With slow, careful movements, she continued to ease herself down, forcing her tight, virgin walls to yield to his girth.

The more she took, the more she felt stretched, stuffed—as though her body was being molded to accommodate him and only him.

Every inch she took left her gasping, her toes curling as an unfamiliar heat coiled deep in her belly.

How… how is he so big?

The thought barely had time to settle in her mind before another sharp jolt of sensation made her whimper.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of slow, agonizing movement, her soft thighs met his lap.

She had taken all of him.

Luna's breath hitched violently, her body shuddering as she felt the impossible fullness inside her.

"It's… soooo big inside me…!" she gasped, her voice trembling with shock and pleasure.

She could feel everything—the way he stretched her walls taut, the way he pulsed deep inside her, filling her to the very brim.

Every tiny movement sent electric tingles up her spine, making her bite her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling from the overwhelming sensation of being completely claimed.

Is this what it means to belong to a man? To be owned like this…?

She shivered at the thought.

The pain from the initial stretch was still there, a dull ache that lingered, but it was fading quickly.

In its place, a strange, intoxicating pleasure was beginning to build—slow at first, then stronger, deeper, making her hips instinctively shift as if searching for more.

Her wetness coated Riley's cock, making it easier for her to adjust, her inner walls still fluttering around him, squeezing tightly as though reluctant to let him go.

"Ahh…!" Luna whimpered when she moved slightly, feeling the way he pressed against sensitive spots inside her she hadn't even known existed.

The heat inside her belly coiled tighter.

It was too much—the fullness, the stretch, the way his strong hands rested on her hips, steadying her as if waiting for her to get used to him.

And yet…

She wanted more.

She needed more.

Luna's body trembled as she slowly, hesitantly, lifted herself just a little before sinking back down, testing the movement. The sensation sent a sharp spike of pleasure through her, making her moan softly.

She did it again.

And again.

Each slow, shallow movement had her body melting, the tension in her muscles gradually fading, replaced by a simmering, delicious heat.

Her breathing grew heavier, her grip on Riley tightening as she instinctively began to move a little faster, her body fully embracing the pleasure that was beginning to consume her.

Riley, who had been silent all this time, let out a deep, approving groan, his grip on her hips tightening as he finally began to guide her movements.

And Luna?

She surrendered herself completely to him.

Because this was what she wanted.

This was what she craved.

To be his.

Fully and utterly.