My Xianxia Harem Life

Diana's mouth fell open in a silent scream as his full length speared into her tight, virgin cunt.

Her body felt split in two, but the sensation of being completely filled—stretched and stuffed—was unlike anything she'd ever imagined.

It was brutal, consuming… but it was real.

She could feel him pulsing deep inside her, buried to the hilt.

Her hands clawed at his back, nails digging into his skin.

She didn't know whether to pull him closer or beg him to stop.

Her mind was lost in a whirlpool of sensation, and all she could do was hold on as wave after wave crashed through her.

Her breathing came in ragged gasps.

Her legs trembled, wide open and wrapped around his waist now, clinging to him like he was the only anchor in a storm of pleasure and pain.

"Ben…" she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper, "you're so… big…"

He leaned down, kissing her throat, whispering hotly into her ear.

"You're taking me so well, Diana… so tight… so perfect. I'm not letting go of you now. This is all for you."

And with that, he began to move.

Slow at first, grinding deep and hard, dragging his thick cock against every inch of her clenching walls.

Each thrust was a mixture of agony and ecstasy, but her body was already adjusting, molding to fit him.

"Ohhhhh…" Her moans changed, the pain giving way to something sweeter—fuller.

More addicting.

She had never imagined losing her virginity would feel like this—so intense, so overwhelming, so utterly out of her control.

But with every thrust, she found herself falling deeper, surrendering more, until all that remained was the rhythm of his body slamming into hers and the wild, breathless moans that filled the space around them.

The forest has never been livelier.

"Ahhhh…"

"Ohhhh…"

"Ughhh…" Diana could only cling her legs around Riley's back as he fucked her ruthlessly, her body rocking like the waves on a stormy sea.

The mix of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, each sensation amplifying the other as Riley claimed her with wild abandon.

Her body was his to control, to pleasure, to dominate, and she surrendered to him completely.

Her pussy lips were so tight around Riley's big, fat cock, as if her body was reluctant to let him go, even for a moment.

They gripped him greedily, clinging to his length with a ferocity that was both exciting and erotic.

Whenever Riley would pull out, her lips stretched taut around his shaft, creating a lewd, obscene sight that sent shivers of desire coursing through his veins.

The way her pussy clung to him, the way it seemed to beg for more, was absolutely exciting for his eyes, a visual feast that spurred him on, urging him to take her deeper, harder, faster.

"Fuck, Diana," Riley grunted, his voice hoarse with effort and desire. "You feel so good. So tight. So perfect for me."

Diana could only moan in response, her body arching off the bed as she met his thrusts, her hips rolling in a desperate attempt to take him even deeper.

The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and pain that left her breathless and desperate for more.

She could feel every inch of him, the veins, the ridges, the sheer size of his cock as it stretched her, filled her, claimed her as his own.

"Ben…" she moaned, her voice a desperate plea. "More. I need more."

Riley, sensing her desperation, increased his pace, his hips moving like a piston as he pounded into her with renewed vigor.

The room filled with the sound of their flesh slapping together, a primal, erotic symphony that echoed their shared desire and pleasure.

"You want more, Diana?" Riley asked, his voice a low growl. "I'll give you more. I'll give you everything."

With that, he reached down and grabbed her hips, pulling her onto his cock, impaling her completely.

Diana screamed, a mix of pleasure and pain, as he began to move again, his thrusts deep and powerful, each one pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it, Diana," Riley encouraged, his voice husky with desire. "Take it. Take all of me. I won't stop until you come for me."

Diana nodded, her eyes locked onto his as she gave herself over to the sensation, to the pleasure, to the love that was building between them.

She could feel her orgasm approaching, the pressure in her pussy growing with each thrust, each touch, each kiss.

And as Riley continued to fuck her, to claim her, to make her his, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be, in the arms of the man who had stolen her heart and her mind, body and soul.

"Ahhhh… the pain's gone now, Ben. I feel so good. Make love to me—more, please, more!" Diana cried out, her voice trembling with ecstasy as she clung tightly to him, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Her mind was lost in the overwhelming sensations that surged through her body, every inch of her lit up with heat and pleasure.

Their bodies, slick with sweat, moved together in a rhythm that felt primal, unstoppable.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—wet slaps of skin against skin, labored breathing, and moans that grew louder with every passing moment.

Riley had torn away the last remnants of his robe, baring himself completely to her.

Now, with nothing between them, their flesh met over and over, their connection as raw as it was intimate.

Their chests pressed so tightly against each other that it felt like their hearts beat in unison.

Diana could feel every pulse of Riley's body, every shiver of tension and release.

Her hands roamed across his back, nails raking gently down as waves of pleasure crested again and again.

"More…" she whispered into his ear, her voice hoarse but filled with need. "Don't stop…"

Riley responded with a deep groan, thrusting harder, deeper, as if trying to fuse their bodies into one.

Diana arched her back, gasping. Her eyes fluttered shut, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity.

"Ahhhhh… Ben!" she cried out again, louder this time, her voice echoing in the forest.

The pleasure was too much to contain, too strong to suppress.

She no longer cared if anyone heard. Let them hear.

Let the world know how alive she felt, how completely consumed she was by this moment.

They moved in perfect rhythm now—desperate, wild, and hungry—losing themselves in the fire of their passion.

They went at it relentlessly for nearly ten minutes, a storm of sweat, heat, and unyielding passion, until one of them had to break.

"Bennnnn!" Diana cried out, her voice raw and strained from the sheer force of her pleasure.

Her entire body tensed, back arching off the bed as a wave of ecstasy crashed over her with blinding intensity.

It was unlike anything she'd ever felt—far more overwhelming than the pleasure Riley had given her with his tongue earlier.

This time, it was deeper. Fuller. More complete.

Riley's cock—thick, long, and mercilessly filling—was dragging every last bit of sensation out of her.

Her legs trembled around his waist, her hands clutched at his back like she was trying to anchor herself from floating away.

Her mind was a blur of lust and disbelief. How could something feel this good?

A fleeting, hazy thought drifted through her: He's a beast… a monster… there's no way a normal man is built like this.

She hadn't even seen it properly yet—it had all happened so fast.

But her body had memorized every ridge and inch, and the way her pussy stretched and gripped around him confirmed her suspicion. He was enormous.

And then it happened—her body spasmed, locked tight around him, and she squirted uncontrollably.

A gush of liquid burst from her as her climax tore through her again, more intense than before.

Her pussy, soaked and pulsating, clamped down greedily around Riley's thick shaft, as if refusing to let him go.

The slick, slippery heat only made his movements feel more intoxicating.

She moaned brokenly, overwhelmed by how wet and sensitive she'd become.

"I'm going to come inside you, Diana," Riley grunted, his voice low, strained, and utterly determined.

Those words hit her like a slap.

Her eyes flew open, suddenly wide with panic.

No… I can't… not inside…

Her cultivation was gone—without her spiritual energy to regulate or protect her body, she was entirely vulnerable.

If he came inside her now, there was no doubt in her mind—she would get pregnant.

But her body betrayed her completely.

Her voice caught in her throat as Riley's pace quickened, rough and raw.

Her legs, still wrapped around his waist, pulled him closer instead of pushing him away.

This came as a surprise for her.

Her body responded with a mind of its own, tightening around him with every thrust, drawing him in as if begging for it.

She wanted to resist. She truly did.