Breeding Instinct - Chapter 8: New Moon (M)

Still in her animal form, Kanna returned to the Duke’s estate. Cradled in Damian’s arms, she was taken straight to the bath. Though she had managed to transform into an animal, she had no idea how to turn back—so she had no choice but to slip into the tub in that form.

Damian quickly shed his clothes and joined her in the water.

“Hah… I thought you were a fox, but you’ve got a completely unique look. I’ll have to research foreign fox species.”

Kanna flattened her ears in response.

“Haha, so that means I’m right?”

She couldn’t help but marvel at Damian. How can he understand me without a single word? When she looked up at him with wide, round eyes, his expression suddenly hardened.

“You can sense my emotions now, can’t you?”

She wanted to reply, but no words came. Though she could pick up on Damian’s moods through his scent, she still couldn’t read him as deeply as he read her—and that made her sigh.

“That tiny mouth of yours can sigh too, huh?” he teased with a breathy laugh.

Kanna desperately wanted to speak in human language. As she focused with all her might, her body suddenly shifted, growing larger—and she returned to her human form.

“Ah…”

Her ears and tail were still present, but she was otherwise back to herself. Shocked yet thrilled, she realized she could change at will.

“You little troublemaker.”

Damian gave her backside a sharp smack. The splash echoed off the water.

“Ah… M-Master…”

“What were you thinking, trying to leave with Moritz? Do you still not understand?”

His voice turned soft—achingly so. Startled, Kanna reached up and cupped his face with her hands.

“I love you, Master.”

“I knew that much.”

“But I… I have nothing to offer you. If anything, I’m just a burden.”

“Hah. A burden? You’re far too light for that. You’re my jewel—small, but with a value beyond measure.”

Tears welled up in Kanna’s eyes.

“If you loved me… how could you plan to leave? Am I worth so little to you?”

“No! Never! But I… I don’t have anything to give you…”

Her words faltered, and Damian silenced her with a kiss. His pheromones, already thick from the onset of his rut, grew stronger. He traced her skin, whispering in a low voice,

“Then give me your heart.”

His golden eyes gleamed—not cold, but burning with desire. He would never foolishly let her slip away again.

To prove it, he finally revealed his secret. From his head, small, round animal ears peeked out. A long, dark tail glided through the water behind him. Kanna froze in his arms at first—but couldn’t look away.

Her eyes fixed on his ears. She couldn’t tell what kind of animal they were, but their size—just right for her palm—was adorable.

Entranced, she reached up to stroke them. Then, without thinking, her fingers slid down to the black tail flicking gracefully underwater.

“Mmh.”

The tail, sensitive and nerve-rich, was clearly an erogenous zone. The more she touched him, the more Damian realized—this wasn’t the onset of his rut anymore. He was in it.

“Kanna,” he said, breathing heavily. “You need to answer me.”

Lost in curiosity, she finally looked up at him with sorrowful eyes and whispered,

“…I already gave it to you.”

There was nothing left to give. She had already surrendered not just her heart—but everything to him.

Seeing his strange, half-human form, so like her own, she finally understood—why Damian had always seemed to know everything.

“I love you, Master…”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and melted into his embrace. Hearing her sweet confession, Damian felt his pheromones swell even more. He leaned in close, whispering against her fox ears,

“Not ‘Master’ anymore. Call me Damian.”

At last, their hearts aligned. They gazed at each other—long, slow, and heavy—until their lips met with a heat that couldn’t be undone.

Their pheromones intertwined in an instant.

* * *

The two kissed fiercely as they moved to the bed. Even in that brief moment of transition, Kanna didn’t want to be apart from him, so she clung to Damian’s body completely. He lifted her effortlessly, kneading and pulling at her hips with both hands as he strode quickly across the room.

His touches, which had started lightly, and his pheromones were growing increasingly intense. Kanna perceived the change with more sensitivity than ever before. It felt strange—his scent was clearly communicating his emotions.

Was that how he had always known how she felt? Through her scent?

There were so many questions on her mind, but more than that, she just wanted to feel his warmth and his touch. So, doing as he had taught her, she slid her tongue in deep, licking him wetly and messily.

The more eagerly she came to him, the more hazy Damian’s mind became. Realizing he had fully entered his rut, he bared his fangs with a smile.

It was because he finally felt like he could properly pour his semen into his female uterus. Though it was his first time doing this with her, and he could only act based on instinct, this time—he had a strong feeling he would be able to impregnate her.

He became impatient and, without even thinking about caressing her, spread Kanna’s legs apart and without hesitation, he slammed his rock-hard dick into her cunt.

“Ugh!”

Kanna shivered at the sensation of her uterus being pierced by the glans as it went all the way in at once. She couldn’t even breathe properly due to the pleasure that was different from before, and just blinked her eyes.

“Ngh.”

It was the same for Damian. Mating while both of them were in their beastkin forms, with their pheromones fully in sync, was a first for him as well—so the overwhelming pleasure swelled to an almost unbearable level, pressing down on his entire body.

He thrust into her with such instinctive promiscuity that he forgot his shame. She moaned briefly, her legs flailing in the air as he pierced every inch of her vaginal walls.

“Huuh… M-Master, it feels weird!”

“I told you… call me Damian.”

As she spoke, he realized something was wrong, something he hadn’t experienced during her previous estrus. His penis was lumpy and erect, and with it pounding against her vaginal walls, it was no wonder Kanna was distracted.

She was dripping with her juices every time the tiny, tingling protrusions scratched against her vulnerable walls. Her juices ran down her thighs and onto the bedding, dampening it.

“Hmph!”

Damian lowered his hips slightly and scraped the underside of her vaginal wall with his protruding, blunt cock. As if to induce something.

At that moment, Damian recalled something from his past research about his own species—black panthers. He suddenly realized that his recent action had been a behavior meant to induce ovulation in the female, and the realization made him bite his lip in frustration. He knew from his research just how painful that act could be for the female.

“Did it hurt?”

“No, no…”

“You have to tell me if it hurts.”

“I don’t want to…”

Kanna, who always obeyed his every word without question, now refused firmly for the first time. Seeing this, Damian, lost in the haze of heat and desire, let out a deep, satisfied laugh.

Kanna wrapped her legs around him as well as her arms, just in case he tried to pull away. Suspended, she bucked her hips with him and brought her lips to his.

Their tongues intertwining in a greeting that came first. The tongue, slick with saliva, disappeared and reappeared between her lips. All the while, Damian didn’t stop thrusting his hips. To say he didn’t stop would be an understatement.

Thump, thump, thump, and with each heavy thrust, their wet flesh rubbed against each other, making a slurping sound. Damian pulled away from her lips and swallowed the nipple in one bite, like a hunter snatching his prey.

He bit the hard nipple between his teeth and pulled it, then gently wrapped it with his tongue. He swallowed the areola and the flesh around it, then sucked hard.

“Ugh, uh-huh, ah!”

Then she let out a moan. The pussy that was biting my dick squeezed it hard as if it was going to burst. Slurp, slurp, every time my dick smoothly went in and out of my vagina, pussy juice flowed down the shaft of my dick.

Then she screamed. She squeezed her cunt so hard she thought it would burst. Thump, thump, the cock slid smoothly in and out of her vagina, her juices running down the shaft.

He was sucking on both nipples as he squeezed them with both hands, when Damian suddenly sat up and lifted her up. Lying unsteadily on the bed, he rose to his full height, slipping his hand behind Kanna’s thigh and gripping it firmly before flicking it upward.

Her body jerked as he continued his arbitrary stroke. Each time she took him fully inside her, the pleasure was so intense that she could feel the flesh inside her shuddering,

When he scratched her trembling flesh with the side of his cock that was protruding in a bumpy way, Kanna couldn’t hold back her climax. She clung to him and struggled because it seemed like she had been reaching her climax for a while.

“Ugh!”

Damian suddenly slammed into her cervix without mercy, and Kanna arched her back and clenched her insides as she felt the orgasm coming again.

“Ngh!”

Damian also couldn’t hold it in and shot his semen deep inside her. A large amount of semen, like piss, trickled into her, sliding down his cock and dripping onto the floor.

The moment it caught her eye, Kanna felt a sense of waste, an overwhelming urge to keep his cum in hers and watch her cubs.

It was the same with Damian, if anything, he was worse, not better. He was relentlessly stimulating her female vagina for the breeding he had long dreamed of. His hips bucked gently as he held her tightly closed for multiple spurts.

His tail slithered along her leg, the tip of it tickling her nipple, and she clenched her flesh tightly again, the sensation of his cum inside her becoming more vivid.

Suddenly, he pulled his cock out. Chunks of cum dripped from her gaping vagina, but he didn’t care. There would be more to come.

He pushed Kanna down on the bed, inserted his penis into her now-empty vaginal orifice, and began thrusting rapidly. He thrust so hard that she tried to crawl forward without realizing it. It felt so different from what she was used to, and it scared her.

“Hmph…….”

She had only moved forward a fraction of an inch when Damian, who immediately realized she was trying to get away, leaned over and bit her hard on the back of the neck.

It was an act of instinct. It was an instinctive thing to do, to lock her up so she couldn’t get away, and then to shoot his load into her pussy.

Damian was happy because he had Kanna, who could freely express his instincts. It wasn’t just happiness, but to the point where he wouldn’t have any regrets even if he died like this.

“Ugh, Kanna…….”

Even with his second ejaculation, he was still oozing tons of cum. He was flexing his hips again, spreading the thick, viscous cum evenly over the walls of her vagina.

He gently touched and soothed Kanna’s ass as she panted beneath him. A light trickle of blood formed on the nape of her pure white neck, but Kanna felt no pain, and Damian’s tail flicked in indescribable satisfaction.

The long tail curled around her thighs and moved down to stimulate her clit and nipples. They didn’t leave the bedroom for a week after Damian’s estrus ended,

drenched in each other’s pheromones in a way that would never have been possible had they been of the same species.

“I love you, Kanna.”

Hearing his whisper, Kanna wrapped her arms around him and turned her head. The positioning and pheromones begged for a kiss, and he willingly brought his lips to her.

Just before their lips touched, Kanna spoke in a small voice.

“I love you, too, Damian.”

Their passion, love, and race were only just beginning.