My Xianxia Harem Life-Chapter 118 Link

The air between them crackled with unspoken promises, charged with a tension that neither seemed inclined to break just yet.

The waves crashed gently against the shore, Fluffy let out a confused chirp, and somewhere in the distance, the rest of the sect remained blissfully unaware of the little game unfolding on the secluded beach.

And just like that, Riley knew—this fishing trip had turned into something far more interesting than he had anticipated.

But still, he needed to test the waters.

"I've changed, Ava. I barely even recognize myself anymore," Riley said, his voice laced with amusement and something deeper—something darker. And it was true.

Ever since he gained his powers and indulged in the pleasures of the flesh, he had become more uninhibited, more self-indulgent.

The rigid standards he once held for women had crumbled like a brittle facade.

Once, he had been against Ava joining his harem. Their history had made him reluctant, perhaps even bitter. She had looked down on him, dismissed him as insignificant.

Back then, she wouldn't have spared him a second glance. But now? Now, he saw no issue with it at all. In fact, he welcomed it.

Riley had grown greedy, confident in his newfound power. He no longer viewed Ava as an unattainable prize—she was merely another woman drawn to his strength, to the security he offered.

He found it amusing, really. The same woman who had once overlooked him was now standing before him, willing to offer herself completely. If that wasn't irony, he didn't know what was.

And if he were being honest, he liked the idea of making her his.

Perhaps it was vengeance. Perhaps it was desire. Or maybe it was just the undeniable truth that no man suited Ava better than him. He was stronger, superior in every way.

And he couldn't deny the satisfaction he felt at the thought of training her, shaping her, making her his in ways she never would have imagined.

A fitting payback for all the times she had snubbed the original owner of this body.

"I don't care." Ava smiled, her expression unreadable.

Riley studied her for a moment, intrigued. Was she truly indifferent, or was this an act? Women were drawn to power—he had learned that quickly.

It wasn't just Ava who had suddenly taken an interest in him. Ever since he shattered expectations and soared through cultivation realms overnight, the women around him had begun to look at him differently.

Desire, admiration, even desperation—it was all there, hidden beneath their gazes.

Ava was no different.

"I see," Riley murmured, his lips curling into a smirk. He reclined lazily, his posture exuding dominance, watching her with amusement. If she thought he was easy to claim, she was mistaken.

He wouldn't make it that simple.

"I'm all yours, then," he said, voice rich with challenge. "Prove how much you want me."

He didn't move an inch from where he lay, waiting.

Waiting to see just how far she was willing to go.

And Ava, of course, tried her best.

"Mmm…" She leaned down, pressing her lips against Riley's in a chaste, uncertain kiss. It was hesitant, her lips soft but unsure, as if she were testing unfamiliar waters.

There was no skill behind it, only raw inexperience, and Riley could tell she had never done this before.

For a moment, he did nothing. He simply let her struggle, let her fumble her way through the kiss, allowing her the chance to prove herself.

But it was painfully clear—Ava was still grasping at straws, unsure of what to do. The way she pressed against him, the way she barely moved—it was almost endearing. Almost.

Then, finally, Riley took pity on her.

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"Hmph—!"

A muffled gasp escaped Ava as Riley seized control, his lips moving against hers with purpose, with dominance.

The difference was night and day—where her kiss had been hesitant, his was commanding, demanding.

The moment their tongues met, Ava's body stiffened before quickly melting into heat, her breath hitching as a strange, tingling sensation surged through her veins.

Their kiss deepened.

What had started as a chaste, inexperienced peck turned into a feverish clash of lips and tongues.

Ava might have been a beginner, but she was no coward—rather than retreating, she threw herself into the moment, matching Riley's intensity with a desperate kind of hunger.

She refused to back down.

She mimicked his movements, learning with each passing second, doing her best to return every motion with equal—no, greater—passion. What Riley did, she did better.

If he kissed her deeper, she pushed further. If he dominated, she fought back.

And Riley was amused.

Their mouths moved against each other in a heated contest, their bodies pressing closer as their breaths grew heavy and ragged. They weren't just kissing anymore—they were consuming each other.

Saliva mixed between them, but instead of repelling her, it only made Ava more eager. Her inexperience didn't matter now. She wanted to win.

She wanted to make him lose control.

And Riley, thoroughly entertained by her resolve, decided to reward her efforts.

His hands moved, tracing the curves of her body, savoring the way she trembled beneath his touch. Slowly, deliberately, he pulled her onto his lap, letting her straddle his hips.

The shift in position only heightened the tension, the heat between them intensifying as their bodies pressed flush against each other.

Still, their lips never parted. If anything, the kiss only grew hotter, more desperate. Riley's hands roamed, exploring Ava's form through the fabric of her robes.

He could feel the warmth of her skin beneath, the way her body reacted to every subtle touch.

And then—

Ding!

In one swift motion, her robes fell loose, slipping down her shoulders and pooling at her waist.

For the first time in her life, Ava's bare, ample breasts were exposed before a man's eyes.

She froze for a split second, her breath catching as the cool air kissed her flushed skin.

"BEEEEEEEEEE!" Through it all, Fluffy was the lone witness on what was happening at the beach.