I Became a 6★ Gacha Character-Chapter 271: Queen of the Harpy Kingdom

In a world drowned in red, a white chest adorned with gold slowly approached me.

A chest that hardly had reduced in size.

This large chest had an allure that made one forget the smooth touch of feathers and sleek, long red hair.

It was mesmerizing enough to capture anyone's gaze.

"The essence of a superior man, moreover, one chosen by the gods. It's the fortune of the kingdom."

She, a harpy known for captivating men, pushed me down in the desolate stone temple, unconcerned by the lack of furniture, ready to take the lead.

Not familiar with how harpies move, I decided it was best to relax and let her guide the moment.

Her large wings, which could easily cover a person, moved with grace, effortlessly slicing through my clothes with her sharp claws.

'I should probably ask a named-class harpy to help me find some clothes.'

I wondered if it was my mistake for not undressing beforehand.

The chill mountain air brushed against my skin, causing goosebumps. It felt more due to the absence of clothing in the harpy kingdom than actual coldness.

I pondered whether a race accustomed to being adorned only with jewel necklaces would consider covering up with cloth.

Perhaps I should procure something from the stone dwarves, who keep things like blankets or food ingredients for humans.

As I entertained these thoughts, her large wings wrapped around me gently. Despite strength capable of deflecting arrows, the feathers felt surprisingly soft.

How should I describe it? Like a summer blanket made so thin in pursuit of coolness that it loses the snugness of wrapping around the body?

But my attention was drawn more to her chest, highlighted by small, pale nipples.

"It seems you're looking quite forward to this."

"Well, that's natural."

It wasn't a bad feeling.

The thought crossed my mind that harpies might have developed such prominent features not for practical reasons but to attract attention, given the perfection of her form.

Feeling the embrace of a body larger and more slender than mine was strangely comforting, as if being held by an older sister, even though I've never had one.

Nor have I encountered taller women before, not in my gaming days or during my brief appearances at university.

This remained the same even after taking on Roland's body.

"Your body is incredibly strong, much more so than any male in the stories I've heard."

While I pondered this, the Harpy Queen also began to softly touch my body, whispering her thoughts. Her large wings, with feather tips sensitive enough to feel, gently swept over me as if scanning.

Her long hair and the wings that could cover a person were mesmerizing.

When I came to my senses, she had already gently laid me on the stone floor and climbed on top of me, her back to her throne.

The exposed, pale thighs revealed pink folds, clearly ready to receive.

It was twitching as if to say it was prepared for semen, which was not unlike that of a human.

"Males in the stories?"

"Yes, from the tales passed down through generations by my ancestors. There were ones who received semen from strong humans who ventured into the mountains and even from ogres known as rulers of the forests."

"Are there no issues with that? With hybridization or racial issues?"

"Fufu, worry not. A male's essence merely helps us gather mana and life force to create an egg in our womb. What is born from there will always be harpies."

With that, the Harpy Queen confidently positioned herself on top of me.

Tsueuk-

The Queen's v*gina enveloped my p*nis with a lewd noise.

Given their lifestyle in the cool highlands and their natural lack of clothing, it seemed their body temperature was higher, making my p*nis burn with heat.

"Huhuh~♡"

Simultaneously, the Queen arched her back, making her large breasts sway.

The warmth and snug fit around my p*nis was intense.

She was indeed a virgin.

Having laid unfertilized eggs, she fearlessly impaled herself, not knowing the fear of men.

Given her taller stature, the insertion was complete, but that itself was a problem.

The Queen's well-prepared v*gina welcomed my large p*nis, secreting fluids to facilitate the entry, but it went straight to the entrance of her womb.

My p*nis unexpectedly struck the most delicate part of her, not just as a Queen but as a female.

"Th-this is, what mother spoke of, the m-male's―♡"

Neither advanced skills nor a large physique mattered.

The Queen, who had only expelled unfertilized eggs with mana, had never before received anything.

How could she withstand the intense sensations of being penetrated so directly?

Despite her trembling, the Queen persevered, a testament to her royal composure.

Strength surged into her muscular thighs, and her sharp talons scratched against the stone floor.

The sight of her large breasts swaying, with nipples barely visible, and her slender abdomen trembling without a hint of fat was captivating.

Observing the queen skillfully maintaining balance with her expansive wings while engaging in this delicate position is a scene intriguing in itself.

"How long do you plan to just stay there? Shouldn't you be taking a man's essence?"

"Do, don't rush me. It's like, like a side effect of my shrinking bo, body-♡"

"I get what you're talking about... but it's not a side effect."

"Hu, huk-♡"

I couldn't leave her in this state, feeling pleasure from the insertion alone.

If the goal was simply to watch and enjoy, one might as well watch p*rn in the warmth of an inn, not lie on a cold stone floor.

With this thought, I lifted my hips, surprising the Queen into flapping her wings.

Her royal persona, usually so composed, reacted instinctively, clinging tightly in response to the unexpected intrusion.

Tsuktsuktsugeuk――

The lewd noises filled the silent palace, but admirable was her exceptional stamina, fitting for a Queen.

Any ordinary woman might have succumbed to the overwhelming sensations, but she stood resilient.

"Uh, ugh- My, my mother's, stories, are, so, so different-♡"

"Whose essence did your mother receive to give birth to you?"

"The e, ears were pointed, an, adventurer-♡ Stop, stop for a moment-♡"

Our queen, face contorting as she fluttered her wings to maintain her posture.

A desperate effort to uphold the dignity of a queen.

But seeing such a sight, would a man stay quiet?

Asking for a pause in such a state only fueled my determination.

While the royal v*gina below heats up the p*nis, the mouth above, with its delicate voice, heats up the man's chest and head.

To reprimand the insolent queen, I began to move my waist even faster.

"Just, just stay still-, Ah-♡"

"Don't you want the semen?"

"I can, I can take it-♡♡♡"

Overwhelmed by the direct challenge, the royal v*gina, accustomed to moving passively, now trembled, overwhelmed by the intensity of the encounter.

The Queen experienced an orgasm for the first time in her life, a sensation new and slightly alarming, causing her wings to flap for balance before spreading wide as if in a display of defiance.

Sweat beaded on her large breasts as she emitted a moan so sweet it could confuse her for a siren.

Despite the pleasure, her focus remained on receiving semen, maintaining a tight grip with her royal v*gina.

Even so, it would be difficult to take my semen like this.

"It would be hard to take in my semen this way."

"What, what are you doing? Ah, it's not over yet. I shall satisfy you…"

"I don't plan to finish without ejaculating either."

Seeing the queen's confusion as I prepared to take the lead, she fluttered in panic, not used to engaging in s*xual activity.

I gently restrained her, laying her down.

She looked up at me, unaccustomed to viewing anyone from below, her rich hair sprawled out like a blanket.

I carefully navigated her legs as she, understanding the situation, retracted her talons and allowed me access.

The red pubic hair, damp and disheveled with sticky love juices, hypnotically captured my gaze.

I thought she wouldn't care for maintenance, but seeing it moderately bushy makes me wonder if she manages it like her feathers.

"Why, why do you lay me down? Can you still give me your essence in this position?"

"This is how humans typically do it."

The Queen's breasts overflowed from my grasp, her abdomen twitched, revealing her toned muscles, and her v*gina, now wet and inviting, captured my entire focus.

Sensing my gaze, she instinctively knew how to accept me, cautiously wrapping her legs around my waist.

The Queen's v*gina, previously only familiar with expelling eggs, eagerly awaited my advance, inviting me in without hesitation.

Following her lead, I firmly held onto her and thrust forward.

"Huhuhk-♡ My, my stomach-♡"

"Huwaah… It feels like it fills me up completely, not bad at all."

Holding a woman larger than myself provided a unique sensation.

Fiddling with the breasts that filled my hands, and pushing the hips with such force as to crush the pelvis, rubbing against the fornix.

Despite my intense embrace, it felt as if I was the one being enveloped.

The Queen's wings, flapping in response to the unfamiliar pleasure, soon wrapped around me, creating a sensation like being cocooned in warmth.

The touch of her soft fingers was pleasant, but the feeling of being surrounded by her expansive wings was equally comforting.

Her muscular thighs gripped my waist tightly, while her large wings encased my back in warmth.

Her size, larger than mine, did not detract from her feminine softness, enhancing the pleasure instead.

Her legs were not thin or fragile but were instead thicker and softer than mine, enveloping my waist snugly.

The sounds of our union echoed, accompanied by her gasps.

"Hiek… Heek…. This-♡ My, my stomach-♡"

My relentless p*nis did not cease, focusing on the entrance to her womb.

Her feeble resistance and excited moans are not obstacles but lubricant, encouraging the movement of my hips.

I squeezed her breasts firmly, then buried my face into her deep cleavage, enjoying the softness enveloping me.

I left kisses along her collarbone.

"Heek?! Do, don't bite-♡ I, I'm here to receive semen-♡ not, not-♡"

Her flushed response to my nibbling and sucking startled her.

Although her legs wrapped around my waist, the fear of being bitten seemed to make her try to push me away with the strength of her abdomen.

Faced with her surprise, I pressed down on her, shaking my hips more fervently.

Should I call her a wild mare of a woman?

It's satisfying in a sadistic way, making it all the more arousing.

Persisting in my thrusts, her struggles slowly subsided.

No matter how large a woman is, she can't push away a man pounding her womb with his p*nis, not with hands nor feet.

"Huuk- I'm finishing inside. Keep it in!"

"Huhuh-♡ This is, a man's essence... Indeed, I can feel the strong vitality. Are you alright?"

"Are you asking if I'm okay?"

"There's no need to pretend to be strong. I understand that ejaculation consumes a lot of vitality in men."

As I rubbed the tip against the entrance of her womb, ensuring not a drop was wasted before withdrawing my p*nis, her hot royal v*gina tightened around it as if cleaning up, swallowing every last bit.

Watching the v*gina, which accepted the ejaculate without wasting a drop, only letting the frothy love juices trickle down after the intense movement, the Harpy Queen emerged from the aftermath of pleasure with a gently smiling face.

Her expression seems to say, 'Men can't help it~' with a smug smile.

Well, for small animals and insects in the wild, mating can indeed be a life-threatening act.

But applying that to a healthy adult male felt more like a challenge than anything else.

"...Why is it still in the same condition as in the beginning? Even though I have received your essence... Eh?"

The Queen, having swallowed all the semen, proudly showed off her slightly protruded lower abdomen.

As if she was declaring victory.

I lay her back down, and her startled expression was simply adorable.

I'm not sure how the previous Queen enjoyed her time with her elf mate or what kind of s*x education she provided... but it seems her common knowledge doesn't quite apply to me.

After all, I'm not one to stop after just one round, especially when the Queen herself seems eager for more.

Catching sight of a diligently adjusting camera drone beyond the Queen's wing made me wonder if a similar lesson in humility might be needed for our hero as well.