NTR School: S Rank Student

Raphael dried his hands on his school uniform, ridding them of the Red Dragon's sweet liquid.

The woman lay there on the red grass, twitching every few moments. Raphael was still stiff, as he hadn't gotten to relieve himself of his seed, but he knew there would be a time for that.

For now, he just wished to introduce the feeling of pleasure to Violetta. To help her understand what an owner should be like.

After a while of silence, she pushed herself to a seated position, her breasts jiggling with every movement and her red curly hair swaying in the wind. Her skin was much brighter now, closer to a faint pink colour.

And she no longer sat with her knees hugged to her chests. She was still shy, but she no longer felt the discomfort that she once did with her previous owner.

"Take me." She said without stuttering. "Take me from this realm, and bring me to where I can be yours."

It was hardly a question, but rather a need. Violetta had come to an easy decision.

Raphael was the man for her.

He was who she wanted to aid in his battles. Nobody else.

After she spoke her words, Raphael felt her power calling out to him. Like an unseen string stretching towards him, begging to be pulled on.

And so he did. Outstretching his hand, he grabbed hold of the unseen power and pulled on it.

The air changed around him.

Violetta's body began to radiate with a red essence, which travelled over to Raphael and entered through his airways.

The new power was unlike anything he had felt previously. In the short moment after taking in the energy, Raphael felt like an entirely new man.

In his head, he described it as godlike.

However, before he could relish in his new strengths, the world around him began to fade away, and his consciousness slowly left his body.

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When he returned to himself, Raphael was standing at the familiar entrance point to The White Dragon realm. Before him was the large cloud palace, his palace, towering impossibly above him.

"W-what is this?" A trembling, yet calm voice said from beside him. Raphael turned to see Violetta standing close to him, her beautiful red body looking glorious against the background of the white clouds beneath her.

Before he could answer, he spotted two naked bodies women running out of the castle and down the stairs towards them.

It was Naomi and Rachael, both with a look of pure joy on their faces. Both their breasts were jiggling with every step, and Raphael caught a glimpse of the spot between their legs as they descended.

He felt his cock stiffening again at the sight.

I wish they wouldn't do that... At least not right now.

"I-it's them," Violetta said beside him with disbelief, as she glared at the approaching women. "It's really them."

That was the most cheerful Raphael had heard her speak yet. A smile spread across her face as she ran to meet her sister Dragons.

She looked nothing like that in the red field. It must have been terrible for her, living in the body of Christopher.

The three dragons danced about and hugged each other. Their naked bodies looked unreal to him.

The milky skin of Rachael.

The Caramel skin of Naomi.

And now the faint red skin of Violetta.

All pressed up against each other.

The sight filled Raphael with a level of lust that he had never experienced before. It was something about Otherworldly women that made them irresistible to him.

The dragons spotted him staring at them, and their expressions changed from cheerful to one of gratitude.

Rachael and Naomi stepped away from their reunited sister, to bow their heads towards Raphael, showing their respect.

"Thank you once again, My King," Naomi said with a genuine heart. "Once again you have reunited us with one of our sisters. We know the troubles that you went through to do this."

The words were highly appreciated, and Raphael felt good seeing the three dragons filled with such joy.

Three dragons... Only two to go. What will they be like?

...

Where are they?

...

Regardless, I am coming soon. I promise.

"What will you do now, Raphael?" Rachael asked with a concerned look on her face. "You have killed Christopher Reynolds on the grounds of the Emperor's Academy. This could cause lots of trouble. Not only has his daughter lost a future husband, but his property has also been damaged by your battle."

Tskk

Raphael hadn't thought about it yet, but the white dragon was right.

His fights would cause lots of difficulties for him, and he had yet to even see the immediate aftermath of the battle.

My physical body is still standing in front of Christopher's burning corpse.

"..."

After a few moments of thought, Raphael knew what he had to do.

"I will rush to the Emperor's Palace to collect Lillian Applehurst and bring her back to the Five Schools. If I can get to the palace before the news reaches Emperor Joshua Brunell, then I'll be able to take her and escape safely."

Then, I can report back to Queen Harmony and Maria. I wonder what they'll think...

They had spoken of an upcoming war, and if it was not certain before, then it definitely would be after the news spread.

Rachael and the other dragons nodded their heads, accepting his decision.

"Good luck, Dragon King." She said, a smile on her face before Raphael prepared to return to his physical body on Vailstone.

Before he did, Naomi looked at him, a seductive expression on her face.

"And don't forget to return soon, Raphael." She said with a wink, as she bumped Violetta on her shoulder. "With three of us, I wonder what sorts of pleasure we can bring to that huge cock of yours.♡"

Violetta's face instantly shifted to a lighter colour. She didn't know exactly what Naomi meant, but she knew that it was provocative.

Raphael looked at the women's naked bodies one more time. He wanted to take her up on her offer there and then. Bend the three women over each other and explore their warm, wet insides.

But not today, he needed a clear mind for the upcoming events of the day.

"Don't worry, Dragons. I'll be back very soon."

And without waiting any further, Raphael returned to the world of Vailstone, standing in front of the charred corpse of his dead enemy.