My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 412 Rampage

"I am. What's wrong, Evelyn?" Riley asked softly.

Of course, he already knew what she wanted from him—he had sensed it in her lingering glances, in the way she hesitated around him—but he chose to be subtle.

He didn't want to make her any shyer than she already was.

Creak…

The door of the master bedroom opened slowly, and Evelyn stepped out.

The faint golden glow of the hallway lantern cast her figure in a warm outline.

She wore a thin, delicate dress that clung to her curves, and with nothing beneath it, every detail of her body was visible.

Her pointed, hardened nipples pressed through the fabric, but Riley kept his eyes fixed on her face, refusing to embarrass her.

Evelyn swallowed nervously, her chest rising and falling.

"I've decided, Riley… I want you to be my man." Her voice was soft but steady. "Please… accept me."

She walked toward him one slow, almost trembling step at a time, as if gathering her courage with each movement.

Her bare feet made no sound against the polished wooden floor, and the gentle sway of her hips showed just how nervous—and determined—she was.

When she finally stood in front of him, close enough for him to feel the warmth of her breath, she reached up with delicate fingers.

A gentle tug at her shoulder strap was all it took.

The thin white dress slid down her body in a smooth cascade of fabric, pooling silently at her feet.

Moonlight streamed through the window at that exact moment, bathing her naked form in a silver glow.

Her skin looked soft and flawless, her curves highlighted perfectly by the pale light.

Riley's breath caught in his throat as he silently devoured her beauty from head to toe.

Evelyn's cheeks were flushed deep red, but she did not cover herself.

Instead, she lifted her chin slightly, meeting his gaze with a mixture of vulnerability and desire.

"Riley…" she whispered, "I'm yours… if you'll have me."

A few breaths passed before Riley finally smiled at Evelyn, the warmth in his eyes softening the tension she'd been holding in her chest.

"If you're sure about this," he murmured, voice low and steady, "then I have no reason to object… not if this is truly what you want."

Evelyn nodded, though her fingers trembled slightly.

The thin fabric of her dress pooled at her feet and further behind her, and Riley couldn't help but admire the courage it took for her to come to him like this.

Riley rose from the bed, every movement calm and controlled.

He approached her step by step, giving her time to change her mind, time to back away if she needed to.

She didn't. She stood there waiting, breath uneven, eyes locked on his.

When he reached her, he didn't waste a moment—he leaned in and kissed her, slow and gentle, his lips warm against hers.

"Mmnn…." Evelyn let out a soft, helpless moan. Her entire body softened instantly, melting into the kiss.

It was her first, and the sweetness of it made her toes curl.

Riley's hand slid to the back of her neck, guiding her closer, deepening the kiss just enough to make her chest grow tight with anticipation.

He kissed her for nearly a full minute, unhurried, savoring her.

His other hand drifted down the curve of her waist, tracing the lines of her body as though memorizing them.

When his palms finally settled on her full, shapely ass, Evelyn shivered violently.

Goosebumps prickled along every inch of her skin, her breath catching as heat pooled low in her stomach.

Her pink nipples, already visible and covered not by the thin dress she wore earlier, hardened even more—so sensitive that even the faint brush of fabric made her whimper softly against his lips.

Riley exhaled through his nose, deepening the kiss again.

Evelyn's hands clung to his body, her body pressing instinctively closer.

"This is…" Her eyes suddenly fluttered open in shock.

Something firm pressed against her lower belly—something big, thick, and unmistakably alive.

It pulsed faintly with his heartbeat, and though she had never touched one before, she knew exactly what it was.

Her breath froze in her throat.

It was heavy. It was hard. And it was… huge.

She instinctively tried to look down, but she couldn't move—Riley's kiss stole all strength from her limbs.

Her mind screamed in curiosity, but her body remained locked in the warmth and hunger of his embrace.

"R-Riley…" she whispered breathlessly against his lips, unable to finish the sentence.

The heat radiating from him… the size pressing against her… her entire body felt like it was set on fire.

Riley slowly broke the kiss, but only by a hair's breadth, his lips still ghosting over hers as he whispered, "Evelyn… if at any moment you want me to stop, just tell me."

His voice was calm, but she could feel the tension in his arms—his effort to restrain himself for her sake.

Evelyn swallowed, her heart racing wildly. Her cheeks were flushed deep red, her body trembling, yet her eyes held no fear.

Only desire.

And anticipation.

Another minute slipped by as Riley continued kissing Evelyn, taking her lips fully, tasting the untouched sweetness she had unknowingly saved for him.

She clung to him without realizing it, her fingers tightening in his hair, her soft moans fueling the fire building inside him.

When he finally broke the kiss, her lips were swollen, her breath hot and uneven.

Then—without warning—Riley moved.

"Ohhh—!" Evelyn gasped in shock as her feet left the floor.

Her body rose effortlessly in his arms, as though she weighed nothing at all.

Her hands flew to his shoulders for balance, and her legs reacted before she could think, wrapping around his hips, pulling herself closer to his warmth.

Riley held her securely, one hand supporting her back while the other cupped beneath her thighs.

Evelyn felt protected… small… cherished.

Her chest pressed against his, her nipples brushing his skin and sending sparks racing across her nerves.

Her heart pounded wildly as Riley took two slow steps to the bed, then lowered her carefully onto the mattress.

The soft sheets cushioned her fall, her body bouncing lightly before settling.

She lay there breathless, flushed, her hair cascading around her like a silken veil.

Riley straightened, then stepped back slightly.

For just a heartbeat, he simply looked at her—his gaze warm, hungry, and excited.

Then he began to undress.

His fingers slid under the waistband of his loose trousers, pushing them down in one smooth, unhurried motion.

Evelyn watched, spellbound, as he stepped out of them and stood tall before her.

In the blink of an eye, they were both naked. Exposed. Vulnerable. Close.

Riley's breath hitched softly as he finally allowed his eyes to roam over her without restraint.

He drank in every inch of her beauty unashamedly—the rise of her full breasts, the soft curve of her waist, the smooth line of her stomach leading down to her untouched, delicate womanhood.

Her skin was flawless, her body perfect in a way that made his chest tighten.

"Beautiful…" he whispered under his breath, almost too softly for her to hear.

Evelyn, meanwhile, hadn't moved. She was frozen—not from fear, but from something closer to awe.

Her eyes slid downward instinctively—

—and then widened to an impossible degree.

What… what is that?!

The scream echoed through her mind so loudly she almost said it aloud.

It wasn't just big.

It wasn't just thick.

It was enormous—towering, pulsing faintly with his heartbeat, the veins along its length standing out in ways that made her thighs press together instinctively.

She had never seen a man naked before.

She had never even imagined what one would look like in real life.

But even without experience, she knew immediately:

This was not normal.

Not even close.

If she held her arm straight out, from her elbow to her wrist, she realized Riley's cock was nearly the same length.

Fifteen full inches. Too heavy to stand perfectly upright, yet too hard to bend.

Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out.

Her throat tightened. Her chest rose and fell in rapid, shallow breaths.

H-how is that supposed to go inside me?

Her inexperienced mind couldn't even process the idea.

It won't fit… it can't fit… Riley, that… that thing is…

Terrifying.

And yet…

She couldn't look away.

A strange, intoxicating heat began blooming between her legs—fear mixing with curiosity, dread blending with excitement in a dizzying swirl she didn't understand.

Her body trembled.

Her lips parted.

Her eyes—wide and innocent—lifted to meet Riley's.

And he, seeing her shock, simply smiled gently… then took a slow step closer.

Evelyn wanted—almost needed—more time to stare at Riley's massive cock.

Her eyes traced every thick vein, every inch of its intimidating length.

It twitched with heat, heavy and alive, and she felt her throat run dry just looking at it.

She didn't know if she was terrified or hypnotized… maybe both.

But Riley didn't let her linger.