I was surprised to see Paul when I got home. My Succubus was not the only one that needed s*x. Paul's Wolf demanded that we mate regularly, especially as the full moon approached.
Paul was standing in the dark right where I would appear. I heard a growl full of s****l need, and when I reached up to touch him, I found him completely nude with a stiff c**k.
He was in hybrid form and used one long talon to slice my pants open from crotch to ass. Then he hefted me up roughly, and I called my Succubus when he lined up his c**k and rammed it inside of me.
It turned out to be one of those nights when Sam would surely need to wear her earplugs.
When I rose the next evening, I saw Paul was getting dressed.
"Hi, honey," he said while looking at me through the reflection in the mirror. His expre
