My Xianxia Harem Life

And then it happened.

Jade's body stiffened, her breath caught, and then—

"RILEYYYYYYYYY!" she screamed, her voice raw with release as her orgasm tore through her. Her pussy clenched around his cock with vice-like intensity, drawing him in deeper, milking him with each pulsating wave.

Riley held her tight and let go. With a groan that came from deep in his soul, he thrust into her one final time and spilled himself inside her. Hot, thick spurts of cum filled her completely, shooting deep into her womb, painting her insides with every powerful contraction.

Jade felt it—felt every pulse of his cock, every burst of warmth inside her—and it made her own orgasm spiral even higher. She cried out again, softer this time, broken and breathless, her body shaking in his arms.

They collapsed into each other, trembling and panting, their bodies slick and tangled. The scent of sex hung thick in the air, and the sheets were damp with heat and effort. Neither of them spoke for a while, too consumed by the aftermath of what they'd just shared.

Riley gently brushed the damp hair from Jade's face and kissed her forehead. Her breathing was still uneven, her chest rising and falling against his.

"You okay?" he whispered.

Jade nodded slowly, her eyes fluttering open. "That was… more than okay," she said with a weak, blissful smile.

He chuckled softly, holding her closer. "You're amazing, you know that?"

She pressed her face against his chest, her heart still pounding. "So are you… that was absolutely mind breaking." Jade blushed fiercely. Truth be told, she really did almost lost her mind with the extreme pleasure that Riley made her feel.

They stayed like that for a while—wrapped up in each other, warm, quiet, safe.

Then Riley gently rolled them to the side so they could lie together more comfortably. His softening cock slipped out of her, and Jade let out a tiny, surprised sound at the loss, followed by a sleepy sigh.

His seed slowly trickled out of her, a warm reminder of what they'd just shared, and Riley reached for a towel from the nearby stand, gently tending to her without a word.

She watched him, eyes half-lidded, feeling cherished.

"Thank you," she whispered.

He looked up at her, puzzled. "For what?"

"For loving me like that. For accepting me. For healing me. For everything."

Riley leaned down and kissed her—tender, slow, meaningful.

"I'm glad I could help you, Jade. And besides, I've already received the reward for my efforts. I really can't complain. I love everything about you, Jade," Riley said with a teasing grin, his voice low and husky as his fingers began to wander once again over Jade's soft, trembling body.

She gasped, her breath catching in her throat as he traced circles along her waist and hips, his touch both familiar and electrifying. Her cheeks flushed as warmth spread across her skin.

"Riley! It's still so soon…" Jade murmured, trying to pull away, though her voice lacked conviction. A part of her wanted to resist, to act modest, but Riley's touch had a way of melting her defenses before she could gather them. His lust burned endlessly—relentless and overwhelming—and the look in his eyes made her heart pound.

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "Too soon? Jade, after everything we've shared, do you really think I can keep my hands off you?"

With that, he pressed his body against hers once more, and she surrendered with a soft moan, fingers clutching at the sheets as his lips claimed hers again—hungry, demanding, yet laced with an odd tenderness.

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Soon, the rhythm of their bodies filled the room again, the unmistakable slaps of skin meeting skin echoing like a sensual song that only they could understand. Time blurred. The outside world faded, and all that remained was the heat between them.

Jade was thoroughly cherished that day—tasted, explored, and adored in every way imaginable. Riley didn't hold back. He worshipped every inch of her, making her feel like the most desired woman alive.

Her cries mixed with his groans as he showed her what it truly meant to be touched by a man who knew how to make a woman feel everything—pleasure, connection, longing.

By the time the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over their entangled bodies, Jade lay breathless and spent, her skin still tingling from every kiss, every touch, every whispered word.

And even then, Riley's hunger hadn't quite faded. He looked at her with that same smoldering gaze, as if the day had only just begun.

***

Over the next few days, Jade officially moved into the Thousand Stars Summit. Her presence sent ripples through the entire sect.

Whispers echoed down the marble halls and across the courtyards as disciples paused mid-training, casting glances her way.

Her graceful steps, the confident sway of her hips, and the faint afterglow on her skin told a story without a single word spoken.

Everyone knew.

They knew what had happened between her and Riley. And judging by the relaxed curve of her lips and the slight soreness in her stride, it had been intense.

Most accepted it without protest—after all, Riley's reputation with women was no secret. If anything, many viewed Jade's entry into his circle as inevitable. But among all those who took notice, one woman stood out from the rest—Bianca.

"Senior Sister Jade!" Bianca called out with a radiant smile, waving as she jogged up to her. Her tone was bright, almost teasing. "So, it finally happened, huh?"

Jade chuckled, stopping to greet her. "You don't sound surprised."

"I'd have to be blind and dumb to be surprised." Bianca grinned. "You were asking about him way too much. I knew it was only a matter of time before Riley got his hands on you… or rather, you got your hands on him."

There was no malice in her voice, only amusement. Bianca wasn't angry. She had long since come to terms with Riley's insatiable appetite—and more than that, she'd embraced it.

Every woman in Riley's growing circle of lovers understood exactly what they were getting into.

Riley was a storm—wild, untamable, and absolutely addictive.

"Call me Jade," she said with a warm smile. "No need for formalities. We're going to be sister-wives now, aren't we? Part of Riley's ever-growing harem."

Bianca raised an eyebrow, lips curving into a smirk. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Jade laughed softly, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Oh, not at all. After what I experienced, I get it. I really do."

The two women shared a look—one of mutual understanding, a bond only those who had been thoroughly, passionately loved by Riley could share. It was more than lust. It was an awakening. He made a woman feel things—intensely, deeply, completely.

"Well then," Bianca said, looping her arm through Jade's, "let me show you around. You'll love this place. And lucky for you, there are plenty of empty rooms. Riley rebuilt this summit with expansion in mind."

Jade arched a brow. "How very… forward-thinking of him."

"Oh, you've only scratched the surface." Bianca winked. "Wait until you see the hot springs. That's where a lot of the fun happens."

As they walked through the vast estate, Bianca pointed out various locations—the meditation chambers, the open-air baths, the private gardens, the lavish banquet hall that Riley occasionally used to spoil his women with food, wine, and affection.

Everything was tastefully designed, exuding luxury and serenity, like a personal paradise.

Eventually, they arrived at an elegant room tucked into a quiet wing of the summit. The doors opened to reveal a spacious suite, complete with silk-draped bedding, a private veranda, and a view of the moonlit lake below.

"This was one of the best ones still left," Bianca said. "Figured Riley would want you close by."

Jade stepped inside, running her fingers over the smooth wooden frame of the bed. "It's perfect."

Bianca leaned against the doorway. "Get some rest. Trust me, you'll need it. Riley's… stamina is no joke."

Jade turned back, a playful glint in her eye. "I know. And honestly… I can't wait for more."

The two women shared a soft laugh, the sound echoing gently down the corridor as moonlight poured into the room.

And somewhere in the distance, as if he'd sensed their conversation, Riley stood atop the summit, gazing down from the balcony with a smirk—his harem growing, his power rising, and his women falling one by one into his embrace.

Jade stood by the window of her new room, gazing out at the serene beauty of the Thousand Stars Summit.

The soft rustle of the wind, the gentle sway of the trees, and the faint glow of twilight made everything feel like a dream. She took a slow breath, her heart calm and full.

She didn't regret a thing.

In fact, she considered herself incredibly lucky to have found a place by Riley's side. He was more than just powerful—he was magnetic, unforgettable, and maddeningly irresistible.

She knew, without a doubt, that countless disciples had been sending him letters and invitations, each hoping to catch his attention, to earn a night in his arms.

But he hadn't accepted any of them.

He had chosen her.

That single thought made Jade smile, her chest swelling with warmth and quiet pride. She pressed her hand gently over her heart, as if making a silent vow.

I'll do anything to make him happy, she thought. Whatever it takes… I'll be the one who stays by his side the longest.

And with that, she turned from the window, ready to embrace whatever this new life brought her—so long as Riley was in it.