My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 48 Day

The sheer power of her movements, the intensity of her passion, made her acutely aware of the raw strength she was unleashing.

A fleeting, chilling thought crossed her mind: was she hurting him? Could she possibly be pushing him too far?

A wave of apprehension washed over her as she realized she’d exerted more strength than she usually did, a frightening revelation in the heat of the moment.

She feared she might be pushing him too far, that her passion was spiraling out of control. Would she possibly end up inflicting irreversible damage?

But then, she felt him, Riley, responding to the rhythm of her movements. His body, responding in kind, was a reassuring counterpoint to her fears.

The fear subsided, replaced by an intoxicating blend of excitement and release.

"You’ve got a strong body, Riley," she whispered, her voice laced with a mixture of awe and relief, once the intensity had subsided. A soft smile touched her lips.

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"Of course," Riley replied, his voice low and husky, a playful glint in his eyes. "Give me your best, because I don’t break that easily." He arched his back, a silent invitation for her to continue.

"I’ll take you at your word," Katherine whispered, her eyes blazing with a newfound intensity. She unfurled her body, releasing the pent-up tension that had been building within her.

With a powerful surge, she drove herself onto Riley’s immense cock, her hips a whirlwind of controlled power. Every thrust was deliberate, every arch a carefully orchestrated expression of her desire.

There were no reservations, no holds barred, just a torrent of passion, a symphony of raw pleasure, a dance of bodies intertwined in a maelstrom of need.

Her hands, gripping his shoulders, dug into the flesh as she surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm.

Each gasp, each moan, each tremor of her body, amplified the intensity of the moment, culminating in a crescendo of sensations that left her breathless and utterly spent.

It was a display of unbridled passion, her body a vessel for the raw, unfiltered force of her desire, pouring herself completely into the act.

And of course this scenario could not be held a secret inside their room alone.

"Bang!" The entire courtyard shook.

"What’s happening?!"

"Are we under attack?!"

"Wake up! Wake up!"

All the disciples, even Elder Michael, quickly sprang to their feet. They followed the sound of the loud bangs and the origin of the tremors, which led them straight to Elder Riley’s room.

"Is everyone thinking what I’m thinking?" one disciple asked with a grin.

"Yes, go back to your rooms and mind your own business. Go. Now," Elder Michael commanded, stepping forward to maintain order.

The disciples reluctantly obeyed, though not without casting lingering, envious glances toward Riley’s room.

They were all around the same age as Riley, yet none of them had a girlfriend, let alone a Nascent Soul powerhouse like Daoist Midnight Lotus by their side.

Bang!

Bang!

BANG!

The night’s disturbance raged on, a tempest outside the confines of their room, but inside, Riley and Katherine were oblivious to the whispers and judgments of the world.

Katherine, caught off guard, found herself utterly amazed. She’d imagined Riley crumbling beneath her powerful movements, a fragile vessel crushed by her intensity.

Instead, he’d not only endured her onslaught but actively embraced it, his hips rising to meet the relentless rhythm of her thrusts. A wave of exhilaration washed over her.

"I see the look of surprise in your eyes, Katherine," Riley murmured, his voice a low rumble that resonated with desire.

"If you have secrets, I have some too, and more." A finger, teasing and knowing, traced the path to her clitoris, a spark igniting a fire within her.

The sensation was electrifying, a jolt that sent shivers through her. This only fueled her passion, her body pressing against his with renewed force, every movement a deliberate dance of surrender.

Her hands, gripping his broad shoulders, dug into his flesh as she surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm.

"I realized that, too," Katherine breathed, her voice thick with arousal, a tremor running through her.

"It seems I haven’t chosen the wrong man after all." Her movements quickened, her hands digging deeper into his chest, a symphony of pleasure echoing in the room.

Riley, in turn, cradled her hips, encouraging the escalating pace, his own body a vibrant counterpoint to hers.

The sounds they made grew louder, more insistent, a primal roar of passion building with each passing moment.

Their lovemaking became a violent, breathtaking dance, a testament to the intensity of their desires, a whirlwind of sensation that consumed them both.

Each gasp, each moan, each shuddering breath intensified the already overwhelming heat, the room becoming a crucible of pleasure.

The rhythmic pounding of their bodies resonated throughout the space, the very air thick with the raw, untamed energy of their love.

With such a fierce and relentless lovemaking, the inevitable climax drew near, a thunderous crescendo poised on the edge of release.

"Riley, I’m coming! I’m coming! I can’t hold it back any longer!" Katherine’s voice was a breathless, urgent whisper, her body convulsing with the approaching release.

Her limbs arched, her muscles tightening and relaxing in a desperate dance with the impending pleasure.

"I’m coming with you," Riley’s voice was a low, guttural moan, his own body trembling with the building anticipation. "I’m going to fill you to overflowing, Katherine." With a final, explosive surge, he released the torrent of his pleasure, a wave of sensation washing over him.

His body shuddered as the culmination of their passionate dance reached its peak, a powerful release echoing through the room.

The two clung to each other, breathless and flushed, their bodies still vibrating from the intense release.

They lingered in a tender embrace, catching their breaths, for more than five minutes, the aftershocks of their passion still resonating.

"You’re still so hard," Katherine murmured, her gaze lingering on Riley’s still-erect form. He’d climaxed twice, yet showed no sign of softening.

"The day I lose my strength with a woman as beautiful as you, Katherine, is the day I stop calling myself a man," Riley grinned, a clear pride in his physical prowess evident in his voice.

"I could go all night, and I’d still have it for you. I’ll fuck you dry if you want me to."

"Let’s see if that’s true," Katherine smiled, her eyes alight with mischief. And so, the night continued. They explored every position imaginable, their passion knowing no bounds.

The night was a celebration of their love, a testament to the freedom and joy of being together. Every touch, every caress, every embrace was a testament to their shared desire, their love for each other.