Breeding Instinct - Chapter 4: Full Moon I (1) (M)

Kanna felt herself slipping into panic as she realized her hidden form had been fully revealed. Her heart raced, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet Damian’s eyes. Sensing her distress, Damian smirked mischievously, pushing his body closer.

A part of him felt a tinge of irritation—perhaps due to the lingering tension from earlier at the palace. The instincts he had kept under control until now roared to life, refusing to be suppressed any longer.

Tonight felt significant in more ways than one, and the rising excitement overwhelmed his usual restraint. As his movements grew more forceful, Kanna squirmed and clutched at his hand, her claws unintentionally scratching his skin.

“Stop… wait… hold on.”

It didn’t take long for him to cum. He grabbed her ears, which rose above her head, and shot his load down her throat.

“Mmm.”

His cock felt like it was going to explode in her constricting throat. The pain and pleasure rushed through him at the same time, and he was ecstatic. Still not satisfied, he yanked Kanna’s head back.

“Uhhh…….”

Gagging as the long shaft slipped out in a flash, Kanna tried to cover her mouth with the back of her hand, but he caught her.

“I thought I told you to break this habit.”

Damian held her scratched hand, his grip firm but steady. His eyes narrowed as he scolded her with quiet authority.

“How many times have I told you? Your body is no longer just your own. You belong to me now. Understood?”

“Y-yes…” Kanna responded between ragged breaths, her voice trembling.

Without hesitation, Damian tugged her nightgown off, casting it aside. He stripped off the rest of his clothing and effortlessly lifted her, turning her around until she rested on her stomach, her head tilted slightly downward.

His gaze sharpened when he caught sight of her tail for the first time. He had seen her ears before, but this was new. The light brown fur of her tail wasn’t too long, but it wasn’t short either. The soft, fluffy texture reminded him of a feather duster—unassuming, perhaps even silly… yet irresistibly endearing.

Unable to resist, Damian traced a finger along its length before gently taking it in his hand, giving it a light tug.

“Ah…!” Kanna shuddered, her body responding instinctively, a soft whimper escaping her lips.

The way her tail twitched at his touch brought a satisfied smile to his face.

Every time Damian’s hand brushed her tail, Kanna’s heart pounded so fiercely it felt like it might leap from her chest. Fear mixed with a strange sense of liberation, the combination leaving her breathless and lightheaded.

For the first time, she realized how exhausting it had been to constantly hide her true self. The anxiety of keeping her ears and tail concealed was gone. Now, in front of him, she was completely and utterly herself.

Still lying on her stomach, her tail caught in his gentle grip, Kanna inhaled deeply. His scent—so familiar now—filled her senses. It wrapped around her like a comforting blanket, melting her tension.

Her body had grown so accustomed to his presence over the past month that even his scent alone was enough to make her feel light and warm, a soft heat pooling deep within her.

Noticing that she was dripping, he slipped a finger into her pussy unexpectedly.

“Ugh!”

“You’re wet.”

Patting her buttocks, he pressed down hard on the root of her tail and stroked it. At that moment, the flesh that had been squeezing his finger tightened without warning.

Satisfied that his assumption was correct, Damian’s lips curled into a faint smile. Realizing that her tail was just as sensitive as his own sensory spots, he spoke in a calm but commanding tone.

“Lift your hips.”

His recent commands had become different—blunt, more direct. In her hazy state, Kanna obeyed without hesitation, her body moving before her mind could catch up. Even in her fogged thoughts, she pondered when exactly these changes in his words had begun.

It must have started on the day she naively asked if there was a word other than that—the one that seemed to amuse him endlessly.

It’s the same position as ‘lift your bum,’ but with an added twist. Kanna kept her upper body on her stomach, and with her arms behind her, she grabbed both of her buttocks and spread them apart. His glans touched her exposed vaginal opening. Without a word, he began to thrust into her.

“Heung…….”

No longer needing to use his fingers to loosen them, she was able to swallow his big, hard cock with relative ease. Pleased with himself, Damian patted her arse and nuzzled the tail he was holding instead.

“Haaa…….”

Kanna hadn’t expected that having her tail touched could feel this pleasant. A soft, drowsy sigh escaped her lips as her hips shifted slightly of their own accord.

The reaction was immediate—a sharp smack landing on both her hand and backside in a swift motion.

“I told you not to move.”

“I-I’m sorry… I won’t do it again.”

“Hands in front.”

“Y-yes…”

Obediently, Kanna moved her hands forward, clasping them together as instructed. Then, she stilled, holding her breath, waiting for what would come next.

“Lift your cunt higher.”

As she did as he asked, her hips lifted upwards, her back arched. Watching her position herself so fluidly, Damian realised that Kanna was more flexible than he thought.

He held her tail in one hand and one of her arse cheeks in the other, squeezing it as if it would burst, and slowly bit down on her lower back. He gave the glans shield a short tug, as if to tease her, and she came harder, acting like she wasn’t going to let go.

Damian chuckled softly, amused by her reaction. At the sound of his quiet laughter, Kanna’s entire body flushed crimson. The reality of her transformed appearance suddenly felt overwhelming, the heat of embarrassment almost too much to bear.

“This isn’t something to be ashamed of.”

“…Master.”

“The only thing you should ever feel ashamed of is telling me a lie. Understood?”

“Y-yes… I’ll remember that.”

“Good girl.”

He gave her tail one more flick, as if in praise, and then quickly plunged his cock into her womb. His gesture was rougher than usual, so rough that she thought she could hear a thud inside her ears, but Kanna didn’t even cry out. All she could do was gasp and strain her whole body.

‘Mmm…….’

He pushed his cock in and out, gently pressing his glans against her vagina to stimulate it. Her vaginal walls, a little stiff at first, quickly loosened up and began to squeeze down hard on his cock.

Every time he pulled the tail and thrust his dick in, Kanna’s tail became stiff. He wondered if his ears were like that. So he grabbed her crimson hair that was down to her waist and disheveled, and twisted it around his palm like a rein.

He pulled hard and her upper body, which had been flat on the bed, was pulled up.

“Ugh!”

A slight sting pricked her scalp, but it was the unfamiliar sensation that unsettled Kanna the most. Her body tensed instinctively, her inner muscles tightening in response to her growing anxiety.

Warm breath brushed against the top of her head, followed by Damian’s low, soothing voice.

“Shh… don’t be scared.”

Releasing a gentle wave of calming pheromones, he worked to ease her tension. His hand remained steady, and then, without warning, he leaned in and softly took her elongated ear between his lips.

“Ah—!” Kanna gasped, her entire body jolting at the unexpected touch.

“So, you can feel it here too.”

“Hng… y-yes.”

Kanna’s ear instinctively flattened beneath his playful touch, trembling in response. Finding the reaction endearing, Damian chuckled quietly, teasing her further by gently nibbling and tugging at it, only to release it moments later.

A wave of unfamiliar sensations overwhelmed her, far more intense than anything she had felt before, leaving her mind spinning. Amid the flood of pleasure, one thought surfaced—he doesn’t dislike my ears and tail.

In fact, he seemed to cherish them more than she ever could have hoped for. His touch was confident, warm, and eager, stirring emotions she had never known.

Her body quivered uncontrollably as she was swept up in bliss, unable to hold back the sounds that spilled from her lips.

“Haa… ah, ahh… ngh…!”

Her pussy clenched ferociously around his cock, as did her cunt. He grunted and thrust savagely, as if greedily trying to burst what he could hold inside her. The pussy juice made the dick go in smoothly and squeezed the deepest part tightly.

Kanna, already climaxing, swayed against him, hair and tail in his grasp, her face unraveling in a climax that never ended. Her breasts jiggled between her outstretched thin arms, her nipples brushing against them. Each touch tickled her, and she involuntarily clenched her insides again.

“Ha, you’re a mess.”

As his spunk poured out of him like a spilled glass of water, he let go of her hair and tail as he neared ejaculation and clamped his pelvis tightly around her. Thud, thud- he continued to thrust his hips like a rampaging racehorse, his hands squeezing her breasts hard as he grinded them against her slender back.

“Ha, holy shit…….”

He exhaled harshly as he drove his cock all the way out, plunging it into the deepest part of her, a sharp rush of climax sending shivers down his spine and into his brain.

“Fuck…….”

The pleasure that came with embracing his instincts was unlike anything Damian had experienced before. It left him wondering just how overwhelming it would be once her mating season arrived.

When that time comes, will I finally be able to plant my seed in your womb?

That thought lingered as he gently stroked Kanna’s hair, his touch unusually tender despite the intensity of his movements. Though there had been no sign of conception yet, a sense of inevitability simmered beneath his calm exterior.

His eyes lingered on her soft, light-brown tail and delicate ears. He continued to caress them, his restraint gradually slipping as instinct took hold.

That night became a memory neither of them would forget—a night when they surrendered completely to something primal, something more profound than either had expected.

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