Breeding Instinct - Chapter 7: Waning Moon (1) (M)

Kanna felt a deep fear toward Damian, whose sharp, stern face loomed as he dragged her along. It wasn’t unexpected—but even his scent felt sharper than usual, and it made tears threaten to burst from her eyes.

He brought her to his study without saying a word. After dragging her roughly, he threw her to the floor and let out a sharp breath. His chest rose and fell heavily with each exhale.

“Kanna.”

He had only said her name—but that alone was enough to terrify her. When this man was angry, she couldn’t stop shaking. Her body reacted before her mind could even think. Her instincts screamed at her to get away, but she couldn’t move a muscle.

While his pheromones filled the air like a wild storm, Damian approached her with slow, deliberate steps. He leaned down with his hands still in his pockets, stopping so close their noses nearly brushed.

His golden eyes shimmered more brilliantly than any treasure.

“Did you know something?”

Damian spoke with a silent, eerie smile at the terrified Kanna.

“At the auction house… even the ones who couldn’t sense pheromones went into heat just by looking at you.”

As he briefly recalled that day, a cold, killing light settled into his gaze. The very memory of it disgusted him.

“Must be that your body is so filthy and obscene, it can seduce even humans. So, Kanna—”

“Yes…”

“Don’t take a single step outside this estate.”

“…”

Kanna stayed silent, and Damian, offended by her lack of response, grabbed her chin roughly. The slightest touch from him had her flinching, and when she clutched his wrist with trembling hands, an overwhelming desire surged within him—to devour her from head to toe.

“Answer me.”

Still held tightly in his grasp, Kanna shed a single tear and replied in a fading voice,

“…Yes, Master.”

Kanna knew—he was frightening when angry, but he was also capable of deep kindness. Though she had lied to him, it was for his sake. She had made up her mind to leave. She could no longer cling to his kindness.

She didn’t want his reputation or safety to be put at risk because of her.

Meanwhile, Damian was tormented by brutal thoughts—just from the fact that Kanna had gone out without his permission. It disturbed him so much that he finally let go of her. As she collapsed to the floor, limp and trembling, he began pacing the room in silence, lost in thought.

He had returned to the estate earlier than usual that day. Naturally, he assumed Kanna would be in his bedroom or the drawing room. When she was nowhere to be found, he initially believed she was just wandering elsewhere in the mansion.

But then he noticed something off about Mari’s behavior—and he quickly drew out the full story. When he read the crumpled letter Mari handed him, it felt like his vision turned blood red.

The impulse to storm the Baron’s house and slaughter everyone inside surged violently within him. But he held back—because he trusted Kanna. After all, he was the one who had marked his side as her territory.

To beastkin, territory didn’t mean the same thing as a house did to humans. It was something far more primal—deeply rooted in survival and identity. Animals that left their territory often struggled to adapt and eventually perished.

She had called his side her home. He couldn’t believe she would betray that—couldn’t believe she would make the same mistake again.

But… was that really true? Even if it had been just once, now she knew what it was like to leave. What if she went and established a new territory somewhere else?

A thousand thoughts swirled through him as he moved restlessly around the room, trying to hold back his anger. Finally, his gaze settled on Kanna, still slumped on the floor.

There were times he felt an urge to devour her—literally, like hunger. But at the same time, he wanted to protect her from the world. She was the only one of his kind he had left. He didn’t want to lose her.

He had never expected Kanna to become the most difficult presence in his life.

“…Haa.”

Exhaling heavily, unable to express the emotions piling up inside him, Damian felt a strange heat surge through him. He walked over and perched himself on the edge of his desk, fingers drumming lightly against his thigh.

Then he looked down at Kanna, who was watching him carefully, and called her.

“Kanna. Come here.”

Before the order had even fully left his lips, she slowly struggled to her feet and walked toward him. Her eyes, lowered in shame, shimmered with quiet pain.

“Kneel in front of me.”

Without hesitation or question, Kanna sank to her knees before him. As she knelt at his feet, Damian didn’t bother suppressing the cruel desire rising within him. He spoke again—this time, with sharper edge.

“Unbutton the front of my pants and pull it out yourself.”

At his words, Kanna unbuttoned the front of his pants and pulled out his cock. Watching up close as his still-erect penis slowly expanded, Kanna swallowed involuntarily, drawn to the scent of his body.

“If you want to eat it, you can.”

With his permission, she began to take the glans into her mouth, starting at the base and working her way up. The penis grew harder and harder as it entered her mouth.

Kanna felt dazed by the scent of his body filling her nostrils. She moved her head back and forth, sucking as he had taught her. Damian stared at Kanna, writhing beneath him, as if he were going to eat her.

Lacking her pheromones, he watched with a thirsty expression, then grabbed the side of her head with both hands and thrust his hips forward.

“Mmph…”

“Haah… You can take more, can’t you?”

They hadn’t done this in a while, but he knew—she could take all of him. With heat simmering in his eyes, he stared down at Kanna’s tear-streaked face as she held him in her mouth. There was something ruthless in the way he watched her, a part of him savoring her struggle.

He knew this about himself: the bad habit of confirming her affection through cruelty. And tonight, he had no intention of resisting it. In fact, he wanted to push her further—on purpose.

You dared… to run from my estate?

“Mmph… ngh—”

He began to use her mouth like a pussy. He pressed his glans against the narrowness of her throat, simultaneously pulling her head toward him, so that her lips were pressed against his pubic hair.

Her face was soon a mess, flushed deep red as if it might burst—but in his eyes, she looked nothing short of beautiful. The slick, obscene sounds and the thick scent of their pheromones filled the office completely.

He made an animalistic sound, feeling the feel of her narrowing throat. He buried his cock perfectly in her throat, then spurted his cum.

“Hmph.”

Kanna climaxed, fueled by his pheromones and the oral sex she’d grown accustomed to. She could feel her untouched pussy throbbing. She shuddered and clutched at his thighs.

“Did you finish?”

At his question, Kanna gave a small, hesitant nod.

“Should I fill you up again?”

At his words, Kanna nodded again. His cock remained erect, undaunted by her obedient demeanor. Every time he saw her like this, his throat burned with sadism.

He moved his hips again, thinking that he was doing everything he could to make her cry, to punish her, even to eat her.

He pressed his glans against the roof of her mouth, crushing it, and a moan poured from her gaping maw. Then he plunged his cock back in, root and all, and teased her lips with his pubic hair.

Without taking his eyes off of Kanna, who had become so many colors because of me, he poured his cum down her throat three times before slowly withdrawing his cock.

At the sensation of the huge thing sliding out of her throat and into her mouth, leaving her unable to breathe, Kanna spurted something like piss from below.

Damian, who quickly noticed what she had poured out even though it was covered by her dress, said while holding back laughter.

“Just lie down and lift up your skirt and show me your pussy.”

Kanna blushed at his command and lay down, grabbing her legs and spreading them apart. Her wet bottom and wet underwear were exposed in front of him.

“You should have said something when you were this wet.”

It was not something that the person who had her mouth covered with her dick could say, but she answered with her swollen mouth.

“I’m sorry…….”

“It’s okay, Kanna.”

Speaking softly, Damian settled on top of her. Quickly peeling off her underwear, he grabbed her glans and pushed one wing of her parted pussy open. Spreading the left and right wings apart, he pushed in as the vaginal opening gaped open.

The vagina, moist with her juices, opened wide to welcome him. Once he was deep inside her, it was so tight that it made him dizzy.

“Ha…….”

A satisfied sigh escaped naturally. Damian moved slowly at first, but soon continued to thrust quickly. As his dick slid in, he slammed his glans into the deepest part of her cervix.

“Hhn—mmph!”

The familiar rush of pleasure filled Kanna so quickly that she forgot where she was, gasping and moaning without restraint. Watching her come undone so willingly pleased Damian. He leaned in, parting her lips with his thumb as he lowered his head toward her.

Damian, who greedily licked the saliva on his lips, began to ravage her mouth with his wet flesh as if he had just fucked her with his dick. He let out a languid sigh at the sensation of her vagina tightening as he tickled her delicate flesh while licking it.

Thud, thud, the sound of water grew louder as he continued to move his waist. Kanna was so filled with pleasure that she couldn’t even tell what she was leaking, and she was shedding her love juice.

Damian felt deep satisfaction at the sight of himself and Kanna rolling around on the floor of the office. Unlike humans, it must be the nature of beasts to stick to anything. He felt deeper satisfaction than when he had sex with her on the bed.

He grabbed Kanna’s legs and turned her around with his dick in them. Kanna, who had her hands on the floor, only then remembered that she was on the floor of the office.

“Ah… Master…”

“It’s all right.”

Even without her saying more, he understood what troubled her—her restless, anxious movements spoke for themselves. But still, he believed… this version of them, like this, would echo more deeply between them than any words ever could.

He grabbed her buttocks as if he was going to burst them, and he roughly turned his waist. His hard dick mercilessly crushed the soft vaginal walls.

With each thrust, she couldn’t keep her mind off the water filling her from the inside and shooting outward. Damian gritted his teeth at another climax and slammed his cock in and out.

Her pure white buttocks, which hit his iliac bones, trembled like pudding and looked delicious as they were pink and red like peaches.

He spread his seed deepest inside, grabbed her buttocks tightly and spread them apart. He connected them until they couldn’t go in any further and poured out everything he could.

The cum-filled vagina gave him indescribable satisfaction. Damian’s anger finally subsided, and he wrapped his arms around Kanna.

Breathing deeply of her pheromones that filled the room, he leaned back against her in comfort. His heavy body, filled with nothing but muscle, was hardly strong enough to support her, but she took his raging foolishness in stride.

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