My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 75 Vagabond

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Riley spent several minutes teasing Leia’s soft, lewd breasts, kneading their plush fullness, rolling her stiffened peaks between his fingers, and lavishing them with hot, open-mouthed kisses.

He relished every gasp, every shudder that coursed through her body.

But as much as he enjoyed playing with her, he knew neither of them could wait any longer.

His lips met hers in a deep, lingering kiss before he pulled back, positioning himself at her entrance.

His thick, throbbing length pressed against her slick folds, the heat of him searing into her sensitive skin. Slowly, he pushed forward.

"Ughhhh…" Leia whimpered, her breath hitching as a sharp pain shot through her.

She would have cried out, but Riley silenced her with another heated kiss, swallowing her gasps as he filled her inch by inch.

She was impossibly tight, her inner walls clinging to him with a vice-like grip.

When he finally broke past the last barrier, claiming her fully, she felt a sharp sting—evidence of her innocence taken.

But beyond the pain, she could feel the sheer heat and hardness of him inside her, stretching her in ways she never thought possible.

It was overwhelming, like being split open by something impossibly thick and unyielding.

It felt as if a hammer had been driven into her, forcing her body to adjust to his sheer size.

All she could do was cling to him, nails digging into his back as he bottomed out inside her.

Riley finally pulled back from the kiss, exhaling heavily as he looked down.

Leia followed his gaze and gasped in shock. Somehow, all of his massive, throbbing length had disappeared inside her.

"Hahhhh…" She released a long, trembling breath, her body still reeling from the intensity of the stretch.

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Riley began to move, withdrawing slowly before sliding back in.

Leia could do nothing but moan and bite her lip, her body still adjusting to the foreign sensation.

A whole lot of pain and a little bit of pleasure mixed in unequal measure, her mind spinning with the sheer intensity of it all.

"Ahhhhhh…"

"Ohhhhhh…"

"Ughhhhhh…"

She moaned sweetly in time with his thrusts, the sound lewd and intoxicating to Riley’s ears.

The way she whimpered, the way her walls clenched around him—it only made him want to push in deeper, to claim her harder.

And that was exactly what he did.

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His movements became rougher, each thrust driving into her with more force, more hunger.

Leia’s moans grew louder, more desperate, and Riley could do nothing but lose himself in her, in the intoxicating warmth of her body wrapped so tightly around him.

Riley maintained his relentless pace for what felt like an eternity—thirty long minutes of deep, unyielding thrusts that left Leia breathless, her body trapped between pleasure and unfamiliar sensations.

Then, something changed.

What is this? she thought hazily, lost amidst the rhythm of his movements.

A strange, tingling warmth began to spread through her, coiling deep in her cunt.

Her moans, once laced with discomfort, gradually shifted—growing softer, sweeter, tinged with something new.

Slowly but surely, her body was adapting, molding to the sheer force of Riley’s passion.

The initial sting of his ruthless claiming dulled, replaced by an unfamiliar pleasure that built with every powerful thrust.

She gasped as the realization hit her—she was enjoying it.

A shiver ran down her spine as she felt it more clearly now—the exquisite sensation of being stretched, filled, taken so completely.

It felt so good to have something so big, long, and hard moving inside her, awakening parts of her she had never explored.

This was a feeling she had never experienced in her entire life.

Leia had always devoted herself to cultivation, pushing her body beyond its limits in pursuit of power and enlightenment.

But she had never once delved into her own sensuality, never taken the time to understand the desires hidden within her own flesh.

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Her body had been an instrument for strength, for discipline—never for pleasure.

Yet now, with Riley driving into her, claiming her so thoroughly, she realized what she had been missing all along.

Her body arched instinctively, meeting his thrusts with newfound eagerness.

The shock of this revelation sent her mind into a frenzy.

Is this what it feels like to be loved by a man?

Her heart pounded, her breath ragged as wave after wave of this newfound pleasure coursed through her.

She had never known her body could feel this alive, this good—and it was only the beginning.

"Does it still hurt?" Riley asked, his voice low and tender as he searched her face for any sign of discomfort.

He had noticed the blood earlier, a stark reminder of her innocence, but now it was mingled with her arousal, her slick warmth coating him as her body responded to his presence.

Her tight grip around him, the way her walls pulsed and clenched, suggested she was beginning to find pleasure in their connection, though he wanted to be sure.

Leia’s breath hitched as she looked up at him, her eyes wide and trusting.

"Not much anymore," she admitted softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"It feels better now… good, actually." Her cheeks flushed as she spoke, the honesty in her words mingling with a hint of shyness.

She shifted beneath him, her body adjusting to the unfamiliar fullness, and a small, involuntary gasp escaped her lips.

Riley’s smile was warm, his relief evident.

"I’m glad," he murmured, his thumb brushing gently against her cheek.

He leaned down to capture her mouth in another kiss, this one deep and fervent.

Their lips moved together in a heated exchange, their breaths mingling as the intensity of the moment left a trail of warmth between them.

The kiss was messy, passionate, and unrelenting, their saliva mixing as they lost themselves in each other.

Leia didn’t mind the messiness of it—she was too lost in the waves of pleasure coursing through her, every nerve alight with sensation.

Her hands found their way to his back, her fingers tracing the muscles there as she pulled him closer, urging him to deepen the connection between them.