My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 40 Wary

Ding!

The familiar sound echoed in Riley’s mind as he made his choice, instantly acquiring the knowledge and abilities of yet another divine technique.

A flood of information coursed through him, sharp and vivid, as if it had always been a part of him.

With a smirk, he summoned his character status to assess his latest acquisition.

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Host: Riley Mason

Cultivation Base: 10th Stage Void Tribulation Realm

Rewards Acquired: Soul Dominion (17 uses left), Primordial Chaos Physique, Heavenly Judgment Palm, Eternal Fortress of the Divine Realm, Sovereign Marionette, Sacred Lustful Restoration, Mind Palace Master, Omniscient Dao Codex, Supreme Sutra of Seduction

Divine Rank Techniques Created: Divine Step

Minions: Gideon Hunter, Lucas Prince, Elias Page, Tadeo Prince

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All of this transpired in the blink of an eye, so it didn’t impact Riley’s state in the real world in any meaningful way.

"Hmmmm…" The soft hum escaped from Midnight’s lips as Riley’s kiss deepened.

He licked, sucked, and gently bit at the edges of her lips, savoring every subtle reaction.

When she gasped in surprise, her breath catching at the surge of electricity and desire he ignited with his kiss, Riley took full advantage of the moment.

With a deft movement, he pressed his tongue against hers, skillfully exploring the inside of her mouth, tasting the sweetness that she unknowingly offered.

Thud!

The sound of Midnight’s back hitting the bed broke through the intensity, but Riley was quick to steady her.

He paused, his gaze lingering on her as his hands worked to gently remove the blanket covering her body.

As he pulled it away, the cool air kissed her skin, and the two of them, now bare of any physical barriers, came together again in a kiss that was deeper, more intimate.

Their bodies met, skin to skin, and the heat between them intensified.

"I need to stop this now," Midnight mused in her mind, her heart pounding as she tried to gather her thoughts.

She had come here with a purpose, to resist, but the pull of Riley’s kiss was overpowering.

A kiss had been enough, hadn’t it?

But no matter how hard she tried to remind herself of that, she found herself drowning in the sensations he was stirring within her.

How could this be? she thought, panic creeping up from the depths of her chest.

Had he done this before? Her mind raced with questions as she struggled to understand why her body, despite every effort to control it, seemed to betray her.

She had told herself this would be simple—just a kiss only.

But the way Riley’s lips moved so confidently, the way he made her feel so... alive, it was all too much.

She had always been able to control herself, to stay composed, but now, in his arms, she felt like she was losing her grip on everything.

How could something as simple as a kiss feel so...

So good? Midnight’s thoughts faltered as she realized what was happening.

Her body was no longer stiff with resistance; it was soft, yielding to the touch of his lips.

Every movement, every shift of his body against hers, only deepened the feeling inside her.

She was slipping, falling deeper into the desire he was igniting.

She tried to pull away, but the warmth of his kiss, the softness of his mouth, kept drawing her back, each second more intoxicating than the last.

Is this really happening? Midnight thought, her hands now moving of their own accord, wrapping around his head as if they couldn’t bear to be apart from him.

It was an instinctive action, one that felt both foreign and completely right.

Her body responded even as her mind screamed for her to stop.

The conflicting emotions—guilt, confusion, desire—swirled inside her, leaving her dizzy.

Just a second more, she told herself, clinging to that thought as if it could make a difference.

She needed to stop, but in the face of this overwhelming sensation, it was becoming harder and harder to pull away.

The warmth of his touch, the way his lips moved against hers, the way her body seemed to melt in response—it was all so intense, so... overwhelming.

Midnight’s heart raced, her chest tightening, and yet she couldn’t break free.

Her hands, once trembling with hesitation, now seemed to draw him closer, pulling him into the kiss as if her body was making decisions without her consent.

Each moment that passed made it harder for her to focus on anything but the pleasure surging through her veins.

Just one more second... then I’ll stop, she promised herself, but she feared that deep down that it was a lie.

The longer they kissed, the harder it became to distinguish where her resistance ended and her desire began.

Midnight’s breath caught in her throat, her mind swirling in a haze of conflicting emotions.

She was so close to losing herself entirely, but still, the voice in her mind screamed for her to stop before it was too late.

Five minutes later and the kiss finally ended.

"Hahhhh…"

"Hahhhh…"

"Hahhhh…"

Midnight gasped for breath, her body trembling.

She had thought Riley would stop there, but instead, he pushed further, making her feel things she couldn’t deny.

He focused next on her other assets.

She wanted to stop him but not before Riley made his move.

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"Ohhhhh..." Midnight gasped, her hand instinctively covering her mouth to stifle another moan as Riley’s lips brushed against her breasts.

The sensation of his tongue tracing the curves of her breasts was almost too much to bear, and she felt herself getting wetter by the second.

Riley’s deliberate avoidance of her nipples only added to the anticipation, and Midnight found herself arching her back, trying to push her breasts further into Riley’s face.

Her nipples were painfully hard, and she could feel them throbbing with every lick and kiss that Riley bestowed upon her skin.

She was starting to lose control, her body trembling with desire as she felt Riley’s hot breath dancing across her flesh.

As the tension built up inside her, Midnight’s moans grew louder, and she slowly lowered her hand from her mouth, letting out a barely audible whisper:

"Riley…"