My Xianxia Harem Life

Chapter 232: Chapter 232 Ink

Riley grinned into her skin, loving every sound she made. He focused on her clit next—gently at first, brushing his tongue over the sensitive nub, then wrapping his lips around it and sucking softly, carefully, the way he knew would make her melt.

Her hips bucked instinctively, and a fresh gush of her essence spilled out as her body responded to his every move.

He licked up every drop, savoring her taste as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. And to him, it was. Fiona’s scent, her flavor, the way she trembled and whimpered under his mouth—it all drove him wild.

More of her juices flowed freely now, warm and wet from her body’s natural response. Riley didn’t stop.

He explored her thoroughly, tongue and fingers working in sync to drive her higher and higher, determined to wring out every last ounce of pleasure her body could give.

”You taste amazing,” he murmured between licks, his voice husky and reverent.

Fiona could barely respond. Her body writhed beneath him, every nerve alight, every breath stolen by the waves of pleasure rolling through her.

It was overwhelming—hot, sharp, dizzying—and she was powerless against it.

”R-Riley... I—I can’t... I’m going to—!”

And then it happened.

Fiona cried out, her back arching off the bed as another intense orgasm tore through her, this one even stronger than the last.

Her body spasmed, thighs squeezing tightly around his head as her virgin core gushed with fresh release, coating Riley’s mouth and chin in her nectar.

He drank her in, not stopping until her shaking began to settle.

Only then did he slowly pull away, lifting his head to look up at her. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her eyes dazed and half-lidded, face flushed with afterglow.

”That was a tasty treat,” Riley whispered, brushing his fingers across her trembling thigh. ”And I’m not done yet.”

Fiona could only stare at him, her lips parted, breathless and overwhelmed.

Riley leaned back and swiftly removed his golden robes, revealing his naked body to Fiona in an instant.

Fiona gulped, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins. This was not the first time she had seen her husband naked, but it was the first time he would fuck her and truly make her his.

Riley’s cock was immense, an intimidating 15 inches and extremely fat, standing proud and ready.

Fiona’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of it, her breath hitching in her throat.

She noticed a clear liquid oozing from the tip of his cock, knowing that it would help him gain easier access to her tight, virgin pussy.

The thought both terrified and excited her, a conflicting mix of emotions that left her breathless and eager.

”You’re beautiful, Fiona,” Riley praised, his voice low and husky as he positioned himself between her sexy, long, white legs.

He took a moment to admire the sight before him, his wife’s body spread out for him, ready and willing.

Fiona just nodded and smiled, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.

She bit her lip, bracing herself for the impact of her pussy being skewered for the first time ever. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, but she trusted Riley, knowing that he would be gentle and patient with her.

Riley leaned down and kissed her softly, his lips gentle and reassuring against hers. He took his time, exploring her mouth with his tongue, building her arousal slowly and steadily.

He wanted to ensure that she was ready and eager for what was to come, that her body was primed and receptive to his invasion.

As he kissed her, Riley’s hands roamed her body, squeezing and caressing her breasts, her waist, her hips, and her thighs.

He took his time, building her anticipation and her desire, ensuring that she was wet and ready for him. He could feel her body responding to his touch, her hips arching up to meet his, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

Riley took his time, his patience unwavering as he prepared to enter Fiona. He wasn’t in a rush, content to build the anticipation and ensure that Fiona was as ready as she could be.

He rubbed the head of his massive cock up and down her slit, coating it with her wetness, making sure she was slick and ready for his invasion.

The sight of his thick, veined shaft glistening with her juices was almost too much to bear, but he held back, wanting to savor the moment.

After a minute of teasing, Riley positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock poised to breach her tight, pink pussy.

He pushed gently at first, but it was clear that Fiona’s cunt was incredibly tight, her muscles clenching and resisting his entry.

He didn’t force it, instead pulling back slightly before trying again, this time with a bit more pressure.

”Ohhhhh...” Fiona moaned, a mix of pain and pleasure crossing her beautiful face.

The sight of her in discomfort only served to heighten Riley’s arousal, his cock throbbing with the need to conquer her completely. But he held back, not wanting to hurt her more than necessary.

He pulled back slowly, then pushed in a bit deeper than before, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to his size.

Fiona’s breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her nails digging into his back as she tried to cope with the invasion.

Riley could feel her body tensing, her muscles contracting around him, and he knew he had to take it slow.

”Ahhhh...” Fiona cried out, tears welling up in her eyes as Riley pushed deeper, now halfway inside her. Her hymen broke and was pierced fully at this time.

He could feel her body resisting, her cunt gripping him tightly, trying to expel the intruder. But Riley was relentless, his desire to be fully sheathed within her overwhelming.

He pulled back one last time, positioning himself at her entrance, and then, with a powerful thrust, he slammed all the way in.

”Bang!” The bed rocked with the force of his movement, and Riley felt like he was in heaven. Fiona’s cunt was so tight, her muscles gripping him like a vice, trying to squeeze him out, but it was too late.

He was fully seated inside her, his entire length lodged deep within her pussy.

Riley took a moment to savor the sensation, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. He could feel every inch of her, her tight, wet heat enveloping him, and it was almost more than he could bear.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his cock pulsed inside her.

Riley didn’t move at first—he remained perfectly still, fully aware of Fiona’s discomfort and unwilling to bring her any more pain. His priority was her, always her. So, rather than rush, he chose patience.

He leaned in, kissing her gently, his lips brushing softly against hers in slow, tender strokes.

His hands, warm and steady, slid over her body with obvious excitement, cupping her full breasts and kneading them with care.

His thumbs circled her nipples, teasing them until they hardened under his touch.

Fiona whimpered softly, a mixture of discomfort and awakening desire fluttering through her body. Riley sensed the change, his lips never leaving her skin as he whispered soft, soothing words into her ear.

”You’re doing so well,” he murmured. ”Just focus on me... on how I touch you... how I love you.”

He moved lower, planting kisses along her collarbone, down the valley of her breasts, until he reached one pink nipple.

He took it into his mouth, sucking gently, swirling his tongue around it in slow, deliberate motions. Fiona gasped, her back arching ever so slightly beneath him.

Her body was beginning to respond, her tension unraveling bit by bit with every warm flick of his tongue and every loving caress of his hands.

”Riley...” she moaned, her voice trembling, but no longer with fear or pain. It was pleasure now. Real, growing pleasure.

Encouraged, Riley continued his affectionate assault. His lips moved to her other breast while his fingers returned to her first nipple, pinching it lightly between gentle strokes.

Fiona’s breathing grew heavier, her moans more frequent, as her body adjusted—opened—to him.

The initial sharpness of pain was fading, replaced by a pulsing warmth deep inside. Slowly, carefully, Riley began to move, inching deeper into her tight, wet heat.

Her pussy walls clenched around him, struggling to accommodate his size, but the way he moved—so slow, so deliberate—turned pressure into anticipation.

Every inch he sank into her felt like a claim, a promise, a bond forged through touch, trust, and love.

Fiona clutched at his shoulders, her fingernails lightly digging into his skin as waves of new sensations flooded her.

He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes. ”Is this okay?” he asked, his voice husky, eyes searching hers for any sign of distress.

She nodded, lips parted, cheeks flushed.

”Yes... please, Riley. Continue... please move.”

Riley kissed her again—deep, passionate, filled with emotion.

And with that, he continued, deeper, fuller, until there was nothing between them but the sound of their breathing and the soft rhythm of bodies learning to move as one.