Skip this chapter if you don't want lemons.
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The moon was high in the sky. Rain had silently returned to the academy after his brief excursion in the Northern Barrens.
But though his return had not signaled any celebration or welcome–as it should for a no-name servant–a cold pair of angry eyes had awaited him as he opened the door to Eve's dorm.
"Where have you been?" Aurora pouted, rushing up to him like a baby animal that had just been away from its mother.
And without waiting for a response from him, she pressed her lips against his in a passionate kiss, drawing out the cold mana she so desperately sought in his time of absence.
"Where's Eve?" Rain asked, pushing her away. It wasn't often she could be so brazen unless Eve was gone.
"She left on a mission to protect some village from a mid-tier beast tide along with some instructors." As those words left her mouth, a subtle, mischievous grin appeared on her face.
In the next moment, she dragged Rain into the bedroom, letting her half-draconic form unleash in a burst of effulgent mana as she let slip the baby-blue dress she donned past her shoulders.
Her bare back was towards Rain, and it glistened under the moonlight, smoother than even the thin strands of moonlight that passed through the silk curtains. Her skin was like a velvet sheet of pure white marble that encased the perfect curves and proportions that nature endowed.
The white hair she had now sparkled with a new icy blue sheen, flowing down her head like a waterfall with her horns being the rocks that broke the complete uniformity, but only making it look even more natural.
She twisted her head back and looked at Rain with a lascivious smile, signaling him to come seek what his instincts desired.
"What? Surprised by how beautiful I am?"
Her sultry voice echoed off the walls and Rain took the bait willingly, approaching her form beneath the moonlight.
Aurora waited for him to close the distance. And as soon as he did, she pushed him onto the bed and pounced like a hungry lioness, ripping away the garments he wore.
Despite her supple figure, she was quite heavy in her draconic form. It was something Rain hadn't accounted for, and he felt the pressure on his chest and legs as he lay propped up against the end of the bed.
The old, white moon in the sky half-lit their naked bodies, making their naturally pale complexions seem even more otherworldly.
They shared a kiss as they usually did, letting each other's mana flow through their mouths. Aurora's half-matured chest pressed against his, her breasts squishing down like dough. The touch was like water on his skin.
They were smaller than Eve's but Rain didn't discriminate. It was a part of her allure.
"You taste different this time," Aurora looked at him with her slitted draconic eyes.
"What about it?" Rain responded in kind.
"How did you do this?" Aurora questioned again as she felt the glassy ice mana slip down her throat.
"How about you find out?" Rain teased, pushing his rising rod against her stomach
It felt big; she wanted to look down and see, but Rain held her tightly to him as his member made its indent on her stomach all the way up her navel.
She reeled at the thought of this behemoth entering her body, but her imagination soon turned to a primal arousal half-fueled by her dragon lineage.
As much as she wanted to tell him to be gentle, her pride couldn't falter, and with newfound gumption, she sat up guided by his hands, and slowly slid in.
"Ahh!" She moaned as the thick stick melted into her folds. It would have been enough for her to satisfy herself already since it was already deeper than her fingers could reach. However, as her mind cleared, she realized that she had only made it half way.
'There's no way it'll fit!'
But before she could protest against the action, Rain began to push her down, fueled by primal instinct and the arousal of their passion.
"Wait! Aghnn! It won't fit!" Aurora screamed, yet she never resisted as she let the full length of his member penetrate deep into her cave.
"Ahh, Ahhh, ahh, Ahgn, Ahhn, Ahh…" With every thrust her head thickened with fog. The heat was rising, even to their cold-natured bodies.
"Please… ahh!" She pleaded with her voice but her body went against her words as she began to move on her own, craving the climax that was near.
Rain, too, was nearing his limit as her heavy draconic body bounced ceaseless on him. Yet, amongst all the sex and arousal he was looking not into her salacious eyes but with her.
It had been many days since Rain had poured his mana-essence into her body, and now with their full intercourse, he could see more vividly the dark mana, his mana, accumulating within her body.
It's enough.
Flipping Aurora over on the bed–which was already a task itself–Rain now took the dominant position, thrusting with even greater vigor as he parted her legs with his hands.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahm, ahhh!" Aurora moaned like a satyric beast as the new position brought her even greater ecstasy.
"I'm coming!" She screamed, and Rain in part obliged.
Her love-juices flooded her cave and burst out the dam, and Rain released string after string of thick semen directly into her womb where an enormous amount of dark mana quickly integrated with her body.
Aurora closed her eyes, almost passed out from the intense passion, but deep down, something felt off.
Opening her eyes again, she stared into Rain's. Yet, he wasn't the same.
One of his eyes was pitch black–eerily so–and she faltered at the sight.
"What? Don't like my new look?" Rain whispered as he looked down upon her, his rod still hard inside her body.
Aurora was speechless for a second as he took in the scene.
'A horn… those lines… his pale skin and his eyes…!"
"You're a de…!" Rain shut her mouth with a kiss.
She tried to push him off with her strength which should have been easy as a draconid, but after expending so much energy trying to keep up with the sex drive of a devil, she could only struggle beneath his grasp.
In another desperate attempt, she formed an ice dagger in her hand and plunged it into his back. But as soon as it made contact, an interfering power erupted with her that shattered the knife into little bits of ice.
"What did you do to me?" She questioned in anger and half-arousal. Deep down, she was aware she was helpless to act, and only awaited whatever fate had in store for her–but it excited her in another way.
"Does my little dragon princess's opinion of me change so much just because of my appearance?" Rain teased he leaned towards her ear.
"You're a devil."
"And?" he replied, tapping his claws slowly against her tender cheek.
"Just tell me what you're going to do with me!" It was common knowledge that devils were the arch-nemesis of all terrestrial races. Allying with a devil was considered high treason, especially to dragons.
Knowing this, she just wanted it to end quickly out of pride, but curiously–having just spent an intimate moment of lustful passion–she wanted to see what else awaited her.
"Sign a contract with me." Rain commanded.
"Why would I do that! Don't try to trick me, I know what you devils do."
But she never had a choice in the matter. Rain sealed her mouth with another kiss and drew his dark-mana which had infiltrated her body to her head.
She felt the shift immediately and tried to resist to no avail.
"Ahh!" She moaned again as her mind bent to the will of her new lord.
"Please! Stop!... ahhh…!" Despite her words, she loved it, as a small crimson heart-shaped tattoo formed on the side of her cheek, where Rain had previously caressed with his talons.
Her eyes were in disarrayed lust and longing as she succumbed to the spell.
Rain had only redirected her desires towards him. She was already addicted to his taste, so it only took a little push for her to surrender her pride. The contract was there to ensure he could hide his demonic form. If anyone was going to find his secret, he believed a half-dragon would.
"Master…" She purred, "please punish your servant for her disobedience."
It had been a few minutes, and beyond all the events that had transpired in such a short time, Aurora's mind was only filled with lust as she urged Rain to continue their passion.
And from night to day, the room was filled with moans and squeals.