Because of the mixture of Ethan's saliva and the massive amount of fluid Raphaeline had already secreted, the entire snowy valley of her groin was covered in glistening wet streaks, making her look even more tantalizing.
"Hey, I said, shouldn't we start for real?"
Chisato Hasegawa's voice from behind snapped Ethan back to his senses. He stopped his teasing, and Raphaeline reluctantly let go of his member. Ethan coughed twice, trying to break the awkward tension. Finding nothing to say, he simply adjusted his posture to begin the formal treatment.
Chisato's jealousy came fast but vanished just as quickly. Seeing that the life-saving process was about to start, she focused entirely on Raphaeline's condition. If the goddess couldn't handle the strain, Chisato would use healing magic to assist; if that failed, she would have to tell Ethan to slow down to the gentlest possible pace.
Propping his hands on either side of Raphaeline's beautiful face, Ethan slowly lowered his body until there was no gap between them. His hot dragon brushed against the smooth white silk of her stockings before finally resting at the entrance of her soaking wet garden.
"Sister Raphaeline, relax. I'll be as gentle as I can..."
Before he could finish, Raphaeline's long, voluptuous body arched upward. Using the last of her strength, she showed her resolve through action. Though her timing was good, she was completely inexperienced and weak; the thick, rounded head of his cock breached her plump petals for a moment but quickly slipped out.
Without giving her a chance to breathe, a sudden, intense sensation of fullness and penetration tore through her lower body. She took a deep, sharp breath, her belly heaving as she fought the instinct to recoil.
"Ngh..."
The golden-haired MILF let out a muffled groan. Compared to the light play before, the sensation of being impaled by a blunt instrument was beyond anything she had imagined. For several frantic breaths, her body went rigid, unable to find a rhythm or taste the pleasure of the healing.
It hurts so much... it's too much...
The sharp pain left Raphaeline capable of nothing but gasping for air. However, a pair of warm lips soon pressed against hers, breathing life back into her, while a hand stroked her spine to calm her down. This brought her back from the brink of blacking out. She looked into Ethan's eyes, seeing his worried and helpless expression.
"Is this weakened body really too much for her...?"
"Ethan..."
As he caressed her, the pain surged back from the initial shock, causing Raphaeline's body to twitch. Ethan pulled her close, letting her bury her face in his shoulder—even offering his shoulder for her to bite down on.
"It hurts... it hurts so much! Ethan!"
"Chisato, help her!"
Ethan held Raphaeline tightly, letting her sink her white teeth into his shoulder to dull her pain. Even as her bite drew blood, he gritted his teeth and endured it, knowing that the pain in her mangled flower path must be far worse.
Chisato moved quickly, her palms glowing with emerald-green magic as she stabilized Raphaeline's pale body. Under the influence of the powerful healing magic, Ethan began to move slowly, sliding in and out with shallow strokes to minimize the trauma to her tender walls.
This wasn't just sex or cultivation; it was a surgical procedure. Ethan's rhythmic, slow thrusts allowed her delicate flower path to gradually stretch and accommodate his massive girth. Between his gentleness and Chisato's magic, Raphaeline finally began to catch her breath, slowly relaxing her rigid muscles to match Ethan's movements. She tried to let her tight flesh soften, easing the agony.
While stroking her golden hair with one hand, Ethan used the other to fondle her round, firm buttocks. When his fingers brushed against her "rosebud" (anus), a violent shudder traveled through Raphaeline's core. Ethan didn't stop; instead, he pushed a finger into the tight pink ring, playing with her sensitive rear to further soften her body.
His dragon began to reach deeper, prying open the locked depths of her womb.
"Ah... Haa..."
Slowly, the teeth that had been clamped onto his shoulder let go. Her stiff arms softened, wrapping gently around his neck. With every thrust, the golden-haired goddess became more submissive and pliant. Sensing the shift, Ethan struck while the iron was hot, picking up the pace. He plunged into her drenched garden, his cock digging through the narrow passage to find her most sensitive spot.
Suddenly, he hit a specific point deep inside, and Raphaeline let out a sharp cry. Ethan, having found the "treasure," began to hammer that spot repeatedly. Raphaeline's body jerked, and her flower path began to spasm and contract rhythmically around him.
"Ah... Why... my head... it's going numb..."
"Of course it is. I just hit your G-spot."
G-spot?
Before she could ask, another wave of intense pleasure washed over her. Raphaeline instinctively squeezed her lower half. Ethan increased his power, thumping against her depths and making the golden-haired beauty rock back and forth in his arms. Seeing that she was finally enjoying it, Ethan loosened his grip slightly, staring at her dazed, beautiful face while his hands squeezed the heavy "snowy mounds" that bounced with every hit.
"You... you idiot! Stop playing with my tits like that!"
Slurp~
"Eek! No! You can't do that... that's cheating!"
The glamorous goddess was now acting like a pouting girl, her face flushed red, her watery eyes filled with hidden joy and shame. As Ethan sucked on her nipples, the sensation of being pinned to the bed and filled by his massive cock created a mountain of pleasure. She began to secrete even more slick fluid to soothe the earlier pain, allowing Ethan to explore even deeper into her garden.
Ethan continued to suck on her white breasts like a hungry babe, occasionally nibbling on her pink buds with his teeth. With every thrust, Raphaeline felt a jolt of electricity shoot from her chest to her crotch. This strange pleasure made her cling tighter to him, which only resulted in him driving deeper into her. Her initial cries of protest were drowned out by sweet, syrupy moans. Her tall, voluptuous body was pinned under Ethan, bearing the full brunt of his heavy impacts.
"Ah... Ethan... it's all the way inside... it feels so good..."
Raphaeline gasped, gripping Ethan's arms tightly. After adapting, she saw Ethan's teasing smirk and pouted. Before she could speak, Ethan poked her cheek.
"How does it feel? Is the treatment working?"
The reminder brought her back to reality. Even before the "essence" was injected, the dual cultivation was already working. Seeing her stabilized, Chisato stepped back to give them room.
"Yes... I feel wonderful now..." Raphaeline whispered. Then, her voice turned needy. "Forget that... Ethan, keep going. Faster."
The craving in her voice was undeniable. The shame she felt only added to the stimulation, making her juices flow even faster. Ethan didn't say another word; he focused entirely on the healing. He pulled back until only the head was inside her garden and then slammed all the way home.
The thick head of his cock hit her "heart" (cervix) before pulling out, dragging a flood of transparent fluid with it. Watching her plump pink petals flare out and the slick liquid spray, Ethan felt encouraged and worked even harder. The goddess was now shamelessly screaming his name, her arms waving in the air as if trying to catch something in a dream.
Ethan let go of her silk-clad legs and pressed his chest against hers. He bit down on her lips, sucking her tongue while his lower body continued its relentless assault. He could feel her swollen nipples rubbing against his hard pectorals, stimulating his nerves.
Suddenly, a powerful jet of hot, slick fluid erupted from Raphaeline's depths as her body went rigid once more. A chaotic, high-pitched scream announced her arrival at the peak. Ethan kissed her through the climax, holding her trembling body close and waiting for her to come back to her senses.
"Ah..."
After a long time, she recovered. She looked at Ethan with a look that said it's not enough. Her survival instinct was sending a clear signal: she needed more of that dense, potent energy. Ethan sensed her mood and flipped her over.
Under the moonlight, her snowy white back and twitching elf-like ears were a sight to behold. Raphaeline had shed her weakness; now, only raw lust and the instinct to survive occupied her mind. She shook her hips, begging him to enter.
"Ngh!"
The tight squeeze returned the moment Ethan entered from behind. He realized that for Raphaeline, he just needed to vent his desire to heal her. Despite her mature, curvaceous look, she felt surprisingly light because her energy had been drained. Ethan hammered into her garden with zero mercy, venting his own pent-up lust on the golden beauty. His thick dragon stretched her tight walls to the limit, hitting her ass with a "clap-clap" sound that echoed in the room.
"Ah... Ethan! Deeper! Give me more... give me everything!"
"Really... you were crying in pain a moment ago. What a slutty goddess you are."
"Yes! It feels so good... you're hitting so deep! I love being held by you! I love it!"
The completely broken Raphaeline acted like a cat in heat, being pounded relentlessly. Ethan gripped one of her white-stockinged legs and her slender waist, thrusting with a fierce, rhythmic speed. Raphaeline didn't feel any discomfort now; she only wanted him to hit her harder. Her juices leaked down her trembling white stockings, unstoppable.
Soon, she lost the strength to hold herself up. Her arms gave out, and she collapsed face-down, leaving only her rear held high by Ethan's grip.
"Ah... Ethan's... so amazing... my tummy... is being hit so hard..."
No one would have guessed this was her first time. Even Chisato was shocked by her sister's stamina. Deep in the trance of the treatment, Raphaeline let Ethan hammer her flower heart over and over.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Every time he lunged, Raphaeline let out an arousing nasal moan, her heavy breasts swinging wildly. Ethan grabbed one, pinching the pink nipple between his fingers.
"Ah! More! I want more!"
In her delirious state, she couldn't tell front from back anymore. Finally, she let out a high-pitched scream as her body shook and went limp. As she hit her climax, Ethan went rigid, thrusting all the way into her womb to release his massive load.
Squirt! Squirt!
Waves of hot, thick life essence flooded her womb, causing her body to spasm again in a secondary climax. After a long time, Ethan exhaled and collapsed onto her, his member still buried deep inside her. He nibbled on her ear, panting with satisfaction.
"Mmm..."
Having received the treatment, Raphaeline felt her vitality returning. However, Ethan didn't start a second round immediately. Her body needed time to digest the life energy. Overstimulation could be risky. To maximize the effect, Ethan and Chisato forced her to rest.
To ensure she wouldn't be tempted, they moved on to their own "cultivation." This session was also to heal Chisato, who had been injured when she broke her sealing contract. With their God-level power and familiarity, they didn't have to hold back.
During the session, Ethan felt a bit of pity that Raphaeline's "first time" didn't give him a massive power boost. She had been so drained that even her "Primordial Virgin Essence" was low on energy—it was about as effective as an average A-Rank human's virginity. For Ethan, who was now a Sub-Dragon God, it would take a hundred million such portions to see a difference. Had she been at her peak, her essence would have been as potent as Sophia's, likely boosting his strength significantly.
Still, he wasn't angry. Raphaeline was a victim, after all. Even when fully healed, she wouldn't have her Valkyrie powers back. Her Godhood was gone, meaning she'd have to start from scratch and repair her damaged foundation under Ethan's guidance.