My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 373 Energy

Since Caroline wanted to speak privately, Riley took her to the nearest courtyard, ensuring that they were alone and undisturbed.

He made sure nobody saw them as he honored the wishes of this young, beautiful woman. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Once they were in the courtyard, Caroline began to speak about her intentions.

"Master Riley, I’m sorry, but I really don’t know any other way to repay you for saving me. This is the only thing I know how to do," Caroline said, her voice soft and hesitant.

With a swift motion, she dropped her dress to the ground, standing before him completely naked.

Riley’s eyes widened as he took in the full sight of her, his gaze roaming over her curvaceous body.

Her breasts were huge and delicious, her nipples pink and enticing, begging to be touched.

She was smooth between her legs, a clear indication that she had prepared herself for this moment.

Caroline stepped closer to Riley, taking one of his hands and placing it on top of her breast.

Riley instinctively fondled her, his touch gentle yet firm, eliciting a soft moan from Caroline.

This was her first time with a man, and the sensation of his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"You don’t need to do this, Caroline. I did what I did simply because it was my duty as your patriarch," Riley said, though his hands lingered on her soft, yielding curves, tracing them with deliberate care.

His voice was calm, but there was an edge of something deeper—something that spoke of desire restrained only by duty.

Caroline’s breath hitched at his touch.

She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, yet she held his gaze without fear.

"I need to do this, Master. I want to," she admitted softly. Her fingers twitched nervously at her sides, betraying her composure.

When Riley’s fingers brushed her sensitive skin, a quiet shiver ran down her spine.

She had been courted by an inner disciple of the Sacred Heart Sword Sect before.

Men had admired her, sought her, but none had stirred her heart—or her body—like Riley.

He was the man she had dreamed of, someone untouchable, formidable, and yet... here, alone with her.

The thought that he might forget her after this did not matter; she simply wanted to belong to him, even for a fleeting moment.

"I don’t ask for anything, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling but resolute.

"Just... make me a woman. Take my first time. I’ll cherish this moment for the rest of my life."

Riley’s eyes darkened, and a slow, predatory smile curled his lips.

"If that is your wish, then I’ll accept you," he murmured, his hands firm as they moved to cup her face gently.

"But you should understand something, Caroline. I am a possessive man... greedy, even. What is mine belongs to me alone. No one else can touch you. No one else will."

Caroline’s heart thudded in her chest at his words.

There was no hesitation in them, no doubt—only ownership, devotion, and an intensity that made her pulse race.

She leaned into his touch, letting the warmth of his hands and the authority in his voice envelop her.

Riley’s arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her effortlessly.

"Hold on to me," he instructed, his voice low and commanding.

"Today, it will be only us. Only this moment. Only you and me."

He carried her to the nearest bed, each step deliberate, the quiet rustle of fabric filling the otherwise silent room.

Caroline’s fingers clutched at his shoulders, feeling the strength in him, the security and danger intertwined.

Her breath came faster, mingling anticipation with the thrill of surrender.

As he gently laid her down, Riley’s hands moved over her again, tracing the curves of her body, memorizing every line, every soft contour.

"Tonight, I claim you, Caroline," he said, his voice almost a growl. "And you will belong to me... completely."

Caroline’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, not of sadness, but of longing and desire.

"Yes, Master... I’m yours," she whispered, her voice barely audible, yet full of conviction. "Take me... I want to be yours."

Riley leaned down, capturing her lips in a possessive kiss, deep and lingering, as if sealing a promise neither of them could deny.

The world outside ceased to exist.

There was only the warmth between them, the thrill of first-time intimacy, and the unspoken bond that would mark this night forever in their hearts.

"Hmmmm..." Caroline moaned as Riley’s lips met hers, her first kiss sending shivers of delight through her body.

She was glad that it was Riley who gave her this experience, and she eagerly tried to mimic his movements, learning quickly to be proactive.

She moved her tongue, and Riley sucked on hers, deepening the kiss, their breaths mingling in a dance of desire.

When Caroline thought the kiss would last forever, she was surprised by what Riley did next.

He trailed kisses down her neck, his lips leaving a path of fire on her sensitive skin.

He continued his descent, his mouth finding her big, delicious breasts.

Riley took one pink nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then with increasing intensity.

Caroline’s moan turned into a gasp of pleasure, her body arching into his touch.

"Ohhhhh..." Caroline moaned some more, her voice a mix of surprise and ecstasy.

She was not prepared for the intensity of the sensation, both her nipples erecting and turning a deep red from the intense sucking.

Riley’s tongue swirled around her sensitive buds, his teeth grazing them lightly, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her cunt.

Riley moved further south, his hands gently spreading her legs wider, exposing her most intimate place.

He lowered his head, his tongue flicking out to taste her pink, fresh, virgin pussy.

Caroline’s hips bucked at the first touch, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as Riley’s tongue explored her folds, her clit, her entrance, tasting every inch of her with a hunger that left her breathless.

"Ahhhhhh..."

"Ohhhhh..."

"Ughhhh..." Caroline could do nothing but moan loudly, her cries echoing through the room like a desperate symphony.

Her hands gripped Riley’s hair tightly, holding on as if anchoring herself to reality, unable to believe this was actually happening.

Every touch, every movement from him sent shivers coursing through her body, igniting a heat she had never known before.

Her heart raced, her breaths came in ragged gasps, and a delicious tension coiled in her stomach.

Riley’s lips and hands moved with precision, exploring her body in ways she had only imagined in secret.

The sensation was overwhelming—her skin tingled, her nerves were alight, and a warm, shivering pleasure spread from her cunt outward.

It didn’t take long before the waves of ecstasy hit her like a storm.

Her first orgasm crashed over her, leaving her gasping and trembling, clutching Riley as though he were the only thing keeping her upright.

"Ah... something’s... wrong..." she moaned helplessly, her voice barely audible between shudders.

"I’m going to—master!" she stammered, panic and pleasure intertwining in her voice.

"Here it comes! No!" Caroline shouted, but it was too late.

Embarrassment flooded her as her body betrayed her completely.

She could feel herself losing control, and despite her desperate attempts to stop it, there was nothing she could do.

A warm, overwhelming release surged through her, spilling fully onto Riley.

Her face burned red, heat rising in her cheeks as she realized just how exposed and helpless she was in this moment.

Riley’s steady presence beneath her only intensified the feelings, grounding her even as her body shook uncontrollably.

Caroline’s mind was a chaotic blur of shame, pleasure, and wonder—all tangled together.

She couldn’t believe this was happening, yet a part of her didn’t want it to stop.

Her moans softened into quiet, needy whimpers as the aftershocks continued to ripple through her, leaving her breathless and trembling in Riley’s arms.

"Riley... call me Riley from now on," he said, his voice firm but calm.

Caroline’s heart skipped a beat.

She watched as he slowly rose, peeling away his robes with a casual confidence that made her stomach flutter.

Piece by piece, his clothing fell away, revealing a body that seemed almost unreal.

Broad, powerful shoulders, a chest sculpted like marble, and abs that flexed with each movement—it was impossible not to stare.

Every curve of muscle, every shadowed line of his physique made her pulse race.

Then her eyes fell lower, and her breath caught.

Her face flushed crimson as she took in the full sight of him. His cock was already fully hard, long and thick, veins pulsing beneath the surface.

It was... intimidating, dominating, and yet impossibly arousing.

Her mind stuttered, unsure if she should be afraid or... excited.

"It’s... so big," she whispered, her voice trembling. She had no idea a man could be like this.

Fifteen inches long, thick and powerful, it looked almost unreal.

The veins alone seemed alive, pulsing with a promise she didn’t fully understand yet.

Her hands twitched, almost reaching out, though a part of her still felt overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of it.

Riley’s eyes met hers, sharp and teasing, and he leaned closer.

"Don’t worry, Caroline," he said softly, his lips curling into a knowing smile. "My cock will have you screaming for more before long."

He moved slowly, deliberately, climbing onto the bed and pressing his warm, solid body against hers.

Caroline could feel the heat radiating from him, her body instinctively arching toward him even as her mind raced.

Her hands shook as they rested on his chest, tracing the ridges of muscle, the tension coiling beneath his skin.

Her heart pounded in her ears.

Every instinct screamed at her to stop, to run—but her body had other ideas.

She felt herself responding, a flush of heat spreading between her thighs, a strange mixture of fear, awe, and desire.

Riley’s nearness, the weight of him on the bed, the undeniable reality of his body... it all made her shiver uncontrollably.