Breeding Instinct - Chapter 3: Sanghyeon (5)

Kanna curled up on the windowsill of the darkened bedroom, her body tense with unease. She had already bathed and changed into her nightgown, but Damian had yet to return. This was her first night without him, and the unfamiliar emptiness filled her with anxiety.

She kept her gaze fixed on the window, refusing to look away, until the sound of hoofbeats echoed from a distance. Recognizing the sound of Damian’s horse, she instinctively jumped up and ran out of the room.

Passing through the private parlor, which was empty without Marie or Landon, Kanna left the duke’s quarters alone for the first time. She felt a brief pang of fear, but the thought of seeing him again quickly gave her courage.

The servants she passed were shocked to see her outside the room by herself. They were even more surprised at how fast she moved, almost darting down the staircase.

But Kanna didn’t care about the curious glances. All that mattered was the approaching sound of his footsteps. Her heart raced in sync with her hurried steps.

Reaching the first floor, she spotted Damian just as he was stepping into the grand foyer.

“Ha, well, look at this,” Damian murmured, chuckling softly. He hadn’t expected her to greet him so eagerly, though he had sensed her pheromones and knew she was on her way. Seeing her run toward him, however, stirred something unfamiliar in him. His chest tightened, and a strange warmth spread through him.

Kanna threw herself into his arms, clinging to him tightly. Her blue eyes, glistening with unshed tears, looked up at him as she spoke in a small, trembling voice.

“Y-you’re back?”

“Yes,” Damian replied, gently patting the top of her head before lifting her effortlessly into his arms.

“Ah…!”

Her startled exclamation was something he had grown used to. Instead of scolding her, he offered a gentle lesson.

“In moments like this, you should wrap your arms around my neck.”

Without hesitation, Kanna obediently looped her slender arms around him. Though he had been making sure she ate well, she was still light and fragile, which worried him.

Turning to Landon, who had followed him, Damian asked, “Has he been dismissed?”

“Yes, Master. Although his skills were good, he often worked independently without proper communication, which caused trouble.”

“Hmm,” Damian muttered.

The man had dared to overstep his bounds in his domain, especially toward his chosen partner. Dismissing him was only the beginning. Though he said nothing further, his expression left little doubt that the matter was far from over.

Returning to his room, Damian gestured for Landon to leave. Carrying Kanna into the bedroom, he gently tossed her onto the bed. He followed immediately, leaning over her with an amused smirk.

“It’s late, so how about we quickly review what you’ve learned?”

He loosened his cravat, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric and pulling it off. Kanna, watching him closely, reached out with both hands to help.

“I never taught you that,” Damian remarked.

“Still… I wanted to help since you’ve been working so hard,” Kanna answered, showing a hint of stubbornness for the first time.

Amused, Damian leaned back with a soft laugh. “Alright, then. Go ahead.”

With his permission, Kanna carefully unbuttoned his shirt. As she folded his clothes and placed them neatly on a nearby chair, her cheeks flushed.

Even though she had seen his toned body countless times, it always left her flustered. Memories of being held against his firm chest flooded her mind, making her heart race.

Noticing her hesitance, Damian chuckled quietly, fully aware of what was running through her thoughts. His fingers gently squeezed her hip, his voice dropping to a low murmur.

“Come on. You’re not done yet, are you?”

His low voice seemed to trigger something inside Kanna, and she felt her lower body getting wet. Embarrassed, she lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

Damian, watching her every movement, slowly licked his lips as an intense wave of pheromones surrounded them—far stronger than before.

She slowly blinked as she unbuttoned her pants, suddenly feeling water leaking out of her vagina. It was because the thick woody scent after the rain that she had always smelled from him was flowing out more strongly than usual.

“Ah…

The scent was unusually intense today—so strong that it felt almost sharp, making her dizzy. It seemed to urge her forward, leaving her hands trembling as she struggled to loosen his trousers. Finally, as she managed to pull them down, his already hardened length sprang free, emanating the strongest trace of that overwhelming fragrance.

Drawn in by the scent, Kanna instinctively leaned forward and pressed her lips against him, her mind clouded.

“Ha…” Damian exhaled softly, a dry chuckle slipping out as his fingers gently brushed over her hair.

He had been waiting patiently for her to reveal her true nature on her own. But now, he had decided that waiting any longer was unnecessary.

Damian’s hand gently stimulated her scalp while his pheromones grew thicker, coaxing her hidden self to emerge. Just let it out, his touch seemed to say, feel the relief of being your true self.

The combined sensations overwhelmed Kanna, leaving her dazed. Her gaze, half-lidded and unfocused, slowly lifted to meet his. The salty taste lingered on her tongue as her lips remained pressed against him.

The golden glow of his eyes—cold like polished metal yet somehow warm when directed at her—pulled her in deeper. In that instant, Kanna lost control. The parts of her she had tried so hard to hide finally revealed themselves: soft ears atop her head and a long, delicate tail curling behind her.

Panic washed over her, but she couldn’t move. Not when Damian’s sharp canines gleamed beneath his parted lips, his expression predatory. The intensity in his gaze left her breathless, a primal fear rooting her in place.

Then, his large hand firmly gripped the soft fur of her newly exposed ears, and a deep, satisfied growl rumbled from his chest.

“Finally… you’ve shown me everything,” he murmured, his voice heavy with triumph.

The sound alone sent a shock through her body, causing her to tremble as a wave of pleasure swept over her, leaving her breathless and shaking.