I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 12

The Pope pressed my cheek with the back of his hand and suddenly pulled out his rod. Looking at his thick and unsightly penis, I let out a gasp of surprise. His rod rose and was letting out slippery clear liquid.

What are you doing? Why aren’t you using the toy…?

I was genuinely flustered by the sudden situation, so I quickly grabbed his hand that was still stroking my cheek.

“Your Holiness…?”

“No, Haniel.”

He shook his head and reprimanded me in a harsh voice.

The Pope lifted up my legs that were slipping off the sofa and held them against the sofa. He aligned his lower body against my entrance.

“Don’t address me as Your Holiness…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed his length straight into my entrance without warning. His large and hot rod dug into my inner wall. I stopped breathing. The pleasure from two fingers was incomparable to the pleasure I received from his rod.

“Ah…yes…”

“Haa…..”

The Pope breathed a deep sigh of relief when he entered her. He closed his eyes and began to pump his manhood in and out of her pussy when he felt her inner walls squeeze his rod.

“A-ah! It hurts, Your Holiness!”

My wet and smooth vagina warmly welcomed his penis with a layer of mist. My gaping vaginal opening seemed to be on the verge of tearing.

The pope buried himself into my body on the sofa, and I felt an overwhelming pressure on my body. Every time he thrusted, his testicles slammed against me. The sloppy sounds of sex reached the pope’s ears and he turned away. I heard a low voice among my groans.

I strained my ears to listen to what he was saying.

“Ugh…”

What was he saying?

“Orias?”

When I called his name, the pope pulled me to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, allowing him to support my ass while I circled my waist around him. I bounced up and down, moaning his name like a mantra.

“Stop!”

Feeling myself near my climax, I pulled the pope’s neck closer to me. I hung onto him desperately, and he slammed into me at a mindblowing speed.

“Yes!” he moaned.

“Ahh!”

My inner walls spasmed and constricted around the pope’s penis. His movements halted, and his semen flooded me. He sat on the sofa, his dick still inside of me.

***

“Ah, Orias. Please, no more…”

I sat on his thigh and whispered into his ear. He gently gripped my waist with his warm palms.

“All right, Haniel. I’ll stop here today.”

At the pope’s words, a system window appeared before me

< Name of The Emperor – Collected – >

<<Orias>: Attack difficulty ★+>

< When the name is called, the favorability will be increased >

I could barely think straight because the sensitivity was set at 100 percent. I buried my face into the pope’s neck, watching a bead of sweat drip down the nape of his neck.

‘I’m sweating.’

<You’re short on power. Would you like to take a health potion?>

I nodded and drank the health potion that appeared in the air.

<Suit Ring – Upgrade – >

I was going to use this, too. There was an upgrade sign next to the ring’s description to see if it was due to rewards.

< Do you want to wear a ring of @¥&# >

The letters were broken. I couldn’t tell what the item was.

“Wear.”

I ignored the description and slipped on the ring. A bright light entered my body.

I looked down to see a red ring perched upon my left index finger. What a thin ring.

“Ability check.”

<Blessed are the time and reality of this game.>

What did that mean?

<Restrictions have been relaxed. You can stay for up to 24 hours in realtime.>

I was scrolling through my equipment window while time was stopped, so I could understand what the ring did.

I had 30 seconds to stop time and consume health potions.

5, 4, 3….

As the numbers began to count down, I began to look for things I didn’t understand.

When I returned to the game, I felt the pope’s sweat against my skin. I was drained and slowly pulled out his penis from inside of me.