“……”

The man’s confused gaze.

Then, following that, the protesting Haniel, strangely docile, wrapped her arms around Regan as he allowed himself to be drawn in.

“It won’t go in. How many times do I have to say it?”

“…I.”

As though trying to stop his mouth, Haniel raised her head and lightly kissed the tip of Regan’s nose.

“!”

A kiss like cotton fluff.

It was an infinitely more modest contact compared to what they had been doing until now… but he stiffened as though he had forgotten how to breathe.

Was it because he hadn’t expected this moment at all?

At the lips that briefly touched the tip of his nose, his heart creaked with a thud.

It felt like even his soul was being shaken.

“I, I don’t even properly know who you are.”

“……”

“I… I was just trying to heal you.”

Listen to me, please.

At those whispered words, Regan quietly looked down at the pink crown of her head.

His entire body was still hot.

The artificially induced mating season and the scent filling this room seemed to urge him to take this female right now…

‘Just trying to heal me? Not setting up this situation…?’

His chest ached dully.

A viper with a beautiful face and innocent gestures. A monster that had crept in to take everything from him. A hateful female.

That must be it.

But…

Regan released his hands holding Haniel. He had no choice.

“Urgh.”

“…Sorry, I’m sorry.”

Regan’s Adam’s apple, as he spoke with difficulty, showed prominent veins.

It was because he was barely suppressing the desire pouring out like lava.

Take this female! Thrust into her! His whole body seemed to shout.

He wanted to pounce on her right now and pour into that hole until it overflowed, as he had boasted… but he couldn’t.

‘But, this…’

His p*nis felt like it would burst. Regan, grasping it with trembling hands, opened his mouth.

“However… may I, just once more, commit an impropriety?”

He barely whispered with bloodshot eyes.

The veins on his temples were bulging from how painfully he was suppressing his boiling desire.

Haniel’s eyes widened at the man’s suddenly polite speech.

Without any concern that her expression might stimulate the man again and put herself in danger.

“……”

But she managed to nod.

Because somehow she felt certain that the man wouldn’t harm her anymore at this moment.

And just as she felt that Regan seemed to be showing a distorted smile at her consent.

Slip… thud!

“Kyaak!”

“I won’t put it in.”

The man who grabbed both her legs at once thrust his organ between her thighs.

Squelch, the bright red erectile tissue instantly dug between her thighs and rose up to above her navel.

The p*nis, surrounded by slippery pre-fluid, throbbed on top of her belly.

Haniel gasped as her eyes met the concave hole at the tip of the gl*ns.

Is it my imagination?

‘It seems even bigger than before…?’

It wasn’t her imagination.

With unfulfilled desire, Regan’s already large organ had swollen even more enormously.

Was his body, boiling with the heat of mating season, unconsciously mistaking that he was embedded inside the female’s hole?

It was now monstrous beyond just non-human.

“Hieek!”

The p*nis that should have swollen that much inside Haniel’s v*gina.

The creepy, rigid flesh with a sense of weight slipped back between her thighs as Regan pulled his hips back.

Splash!

“Ah!”

And so the man, embracing her legs, began to collide his iliac crest against her incessantly.

Thud, thud, thud.

“Urgh, huk, ugh, uh, ah…”

Though he didn’t insert it into her hole, the stimulation was practically the same as if he had.

Squelch, squelch. Each time the man thrust his heavy body, Haniel’s thighs and white b*ttocks were compressed in the shape of the impact, crushed by the weight.

When pressed down with splashing sounds by his steel-hard body and weight, it felt like shock waves were rushing all the way to her womb and making it ring, even though nothing was inserted into her hole.

Like driving a stake into her womb.

Haniel burst into tears without realizing it, from the feeling that resonated all the way to her tailbone and the electrifying sensation that made her hair stand on end.

Slip. The man’s forearm-sized p*nis slid in, gouging against her v*lva and inner thighs with intense pressure, and brushed against her already swollen cl*toris.

‘This, this is…’

It’s practically the same as having s*x.

Thud, thud, sticky.

Haniel sobbed as she felt the man’s t*sticles stickily hitting her p*ssy.

She wanted to cover her ears.

Her face felt like it would burst from the heat… her ears were completely filled with the man’s sighing moans, the sounds she herself was making, and the lewd sounds of sensitive skin sticking together and separating.

Though only his speech had become polite, the man was handling Haniel easily like a toy.

Simply placing her legs between his forearms, he was making her bend as he pleased, in the way that felt best for him, and shaking his hips.

It wasn’t rough or humiliating… but still. The fact that she was feeling too much pleasure when the man was just putting her legs between his forearms and moving his hips, without even inserting it, bothered her.

To feel pleasure from the easy movements of a man who had been like a dog licking between her thighs in the middle of the night…

How long had they been shaking like that?

Grrrr.

“Keuht!”

“Ah.”

The panting man firmly grabbed Haniel’s legs and pushed his muscular waist hard against her.

A beast-like groan leaked through his tightly closed teeth…

And the ej*culation began.

Splurt. Drip, drop.

“Ah, ah…”

Thanks to the man who had thrust his waist all the way in, s*men burst forth from the p*nis that had risen above Haniel’s navel.

Instantly, her belly became warm and soaked.

The amount was so great that it seemed like a cup of water had been spilled, yet the sticky s*men continued to leak endlessly from the tip of the swollen p*nis.

Drip, drop… the ej*culation continued as if it would never end.

After a while, Regan, with reddened eyes, grabbed his p*nis and stroked it down a few times stickily, and the remaining s*men came out.

Haniel took a breath as she looked at the lower part.

‘That… indeed, the bottom part, has swollen.’

The root of Regan’s p*nis, rounded like that of canine animals.

The shaft, which had been the same thickness as the upper part, had changed to almost the size of a fist when the s*men burst out… it was quite creepy, and also strangely er*tic.

If Regan had ignored her words and thrust his c*ck into her vaginal opening, that round root would have plugged the inside of Haniel’s vaginal opening like a stopper.

And regardless of whether she wailed or struggled, he would have kept them grafted together for hours while swollen.

To prevent the s*men released into his female from leaking out.

“…Huuh.”

Twinge.

Haniel sighed as her lower abdomen tightened at that imagination.

The man, having finished ej*culating, bent over her and began licking her chin like a dog soothing its mate.

Then he nibbled on Haniel’s nape with his teeth, seeming as though he was barely restraining the urge to bite her.

It was then that the status window suddenly appeared before her eyes.

“…!”

Life force.

After falling into this world two years ago, no matter what she did, it hadn’t appeared anywhere, and now it shows up?

Haniel blinked.

The initial status window that had told her to close the rifts using her chosen ability… the ability to be loved by living beings except her own kind.

‘Don’t tell me that collecting life force using my ability…’

Was it gathered in ‘this’ way?

Haniel’s gaze turned to the house-sized puppy, ‘Blackie’, above her.

Not a wolf, but a puppy.

What a house-sized puppy she had brought home.

And it was clear that this puppy was helping with the ‘life force’ gathering that had shown no progress until now.