My Taboo Harem!

The off-shoulder neckline slid lower, the bodice loosening completely as the fabric gave way.

Unlike Delilah and Victoria, who had inherited their mother’s and grandmother’s generous curves, Sienna was different.

Her breasts were medium in size — not small, but perfectly proportionate to her slender frame.

They were magnificent in their own right: they looked soft, and also perky, and beautifully shaped in a small teardrop, with smooth, pale skin that caught the dim starlight like polished marble.

The gentle slope of each breast led to delicate, pink nipples that had already tightened from the cool air and the heat of the moment. Every inch of them was visible now — the subtle weight, the soft underside, the way they rose and fell with her quickened breathing. Her boobs breasts didn’t demand attention through sheer size, but held it through quiet, undeniable perfection.

Phei’s breath stopped completely.

The fact that this was actually Sienna — the cold, aloof girl he had known for years — still hadn’t fully settled in his mind. It felt unreal, like a dream he was terrified of waking from. Her teardrop breasts were exquisite in their quiet perfection: medium-sized, perfectly balanced against her slender torso, the pale skin glowing softly under the starlight. The gentle upper curves sloped into delicate pink nipples that had pebbled into tight, sensitive peaks.

The soft undersides curved sweetly, and the way her breasts rose and fell with every shaky breath made his cock painfully so hard in his trousers.

He moved closer, bold yet almost fearful, as if approaching something sacred.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to the center of her chest, right between her breasts. A soft, breathy moan slipped from Sienna’s lips — "Mmmh~" — the sound quiet but unmistakably full of pleasure.

Sienna’s body gave a visible shiver as yet another soft, breathy "Mmmh~" came out of her as his greedy for her made him close his lips on her nipples and suck, it felt surreal and almost unreal.

The sound echoed in the quiet room and seemed to unlock something in Phei.

He didn’t stop there.

The sound of her moans cemented his confidence:

Phei kissed lower, then moved to the valley between her breasts, pressing his face gently into the warm, soft space between them. Her breasts pressed warmly against either side of his face, enveloping him in their gentle heat. He kissed the inner curve of one breast again, then the other, slow and reverent, tasting her skin with every brush of his lips.

He explored every inch of her breasts with his mouth.

He kissed along the upper swell of her left breast, following the gentle slope with slow, open-mouthed kisses. Then he moved to the outer curve, pressing his lips along the side where her breast met her ribcage. He kissed the soft underside of her left breast, lifting it slightly with his hand so he could reach every delicate inch beneath.

A quiet "Ahh..." slipped from Sienna’s lips.

He repeated the same slow worship on her right breast — upper swell, outer curve, soft underside — until both breasts had been thoroughly kissed and tasted.

He returned to the valley between them and buried his face there again, feeling her breasts press warmly against his cheeks from either side. He kissed the inner curves where her breasts met, then dragged his mouth slowly upward along the center of her chest before moving back down.

Every kiss pulled another sound from Sienna — soft, breathy moans that echoed in the bedroom like "Nnh~"

"Mmmh..."

"Haaah..." Her body trembled lightly beneath him, her back arching slightly as if offering more without meaning to.

He didn’t rush as explored every inch of her breasts with his mouth — kissing the upper swell, the soft underside, the sensitive skin around her nipples without quite taking them into his mouth yet.

Phei’s hands slid around her back, supporting her as he kissed across the top of her breasts once more.

Then he gently turned his attention to her back.

He pressed slow, open-mouthed kisses along her spine, starting between her shoulder blades and moving downward inch by inch. He kissed the elegant line of her back, tasting the smooth skin, feeling the faint tremble of her muscles under his mouth. He kissed the sides of her back where it curved into her waist, then returned to her spine, pressing reverent kisses all the way down to the small of her back before coming back up.

Sienna’s moans grew louder and more unguarded — "Ahh~"

—the sounds echoing softly in the bedroom as he worshipped every inch of her back.

Phei’s hands slid around her, one moving up her back. He kissed across the top of one breast, then turned his attention to her back, pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses along her spine between her shoulder blades while his hands supported her.

Sienna’s moans grew a little louder, more unguarded — "Ahh~ Mmmh..." — the sounds filling the space between them as he worshipped the elegant line of her back.

He returned to her front, kissing the valley between her breasts again, then lower, tracing his mouth down the center of her well-toned stomach. His lips followed the gentle curve of her sides, where the smooth skin flared softly into the elegant shape of her hips. The star-blue gown had slipped down and now pooled around her hips, denying him anything lower.

He had already seen enough. Any more and he felt he might truly faint.

He kissed down the center of her toned stomach in a slow line, then moved to the gentle curve of her left side, pressing kisses along the elegant flare where her waist met her hip. He did the same on the right side, tasting the smooth skin that curved outward.

Every kiss made her tremble.

Phei finally pulled back just enough to look at her again.

Then, with careful hands, he laid her down onto the bed. Sienna’s back met the sheets as he hovered over her once more. He reached for the bunched fabric at her hips and began to pull the dress the rest of the way down.

When he took hold of the bunched gown at her hips and began to pull it downward, Sienna lifted her hips for him without being asked, arching her back slightly. The remaining silk slid over the smooth curve of her ass, down her thighs, and finally slipped free.

He set the glittering star-blue gown aside, leaving her completely bare before him under the dim starlight.

The dress slipped free and was set aside.

Phei looked at her — truly looked at her — and for a moment, the world narrowed to nothing but the sight of Sienna lying beneath him, flushed, breathing hard, and finally, completely his to see

Sienna lay on the bed, the star-blue gown now completely discarded at the foot of the bed. Her body was bare beneath Phei’s gaze, flushed and trembling from everything that had already happened.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, the soft glow of the dim starlight catching on her skin.

Phei’s eyes darkened as he looked at her. Without a word, he moved lower on the bed, shifting until he was kneeling between her legs. He gently took hold of her thighs and began to part them.

For a heartbeat he simply stared.

The sight of her like this—flushed, breathing hard, completely bare and open beneath him—struck him with the quiet force of something that should not have been possible.

She lay there, soft and trembling, her body offered to him without armor or distance.

Phei looked at Sienna like she was something he had only ever seen from far below, something he had never expected to touch.

His hands came careful on her thighs, almost hesitant, as if too much pressure might shatter the fragile miracle of the moment. Every inch of her—pale skin glowing under the dim starlight, the elegant lines of her body, the way her chest rose and fell—felt like a privilege he had somehow been allowed rather than claimed.

Phei looked at her and for a moment the world narrowed to nothing but the sight of Sienna lying beneath him, flushed, breathing hard, and finally, completely his to see: