"That's it, oh yeah, fuck me, Baby!" Nessira moaned out as Patrick rammed his cock into his beautiful succubus wife.
His lust had been insatiable ever since he had been possessed by Molog and Nessira was enjoying it most of the time but today seemed different. Patrick could feel the wild animal that once possessed him like it was still inside him and it was getting harder to control. The sex helped but even the Red Witch couldn't seem to slake his lust.
"Holy fuck!" Nessira moaned again. "Don't ever stop....... this feels so fucking good!"
"Nessira........ I......" he started to say as he felt his teeth begin to grow in his mouth along with two horns starting to force their way out of his temples. "Ness....... I'm gonna....." he growled as he felt the beast taking over.
"Do whatever you want to me, just don't....... stop...... fucking............. ME!" She screamed as Patrick's cock began to erupt inside her making her scream even louder.
It felt incredible but suddenly he lunged down at her throat and bit into her. Nessira's screams suddenly became gurgled by blood in her throat as Patrick could taste her flesh as he ripped it away and felt it slide down his throat. His cock continued to squirt within as he looked down at the lifeless blood covered woman beneath him.
"Nessira........ no.......... what have I.......... NO!" Patrick screamed as he suddenly found himself sitting up in bed with the morning light shining through the window. "What..... Ness?" He said as he turned and saw her side of the bed was empty. "Dream...... it was just a dream........" he said before he rolled out of bed hearing the back door open and close from downstairs.
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It was a cold morning as the first snow of the season had blanketed the backyard. Nessira stood out on the back porch looking at the snow-covered property and let out a slight moan enjoying it. She was wearing a comfy red sweater that Shadow had bought for her last winter and the quiet sound of the snow reminded her of a calmer time in her life, back when she was a healer centuries ago.
It had been over 2 months since the Draikoth incident. Despite how it ended, things had become a little rocky between Sasha and Nessira after an event on Halloween corrupted dozens of people in one night so Nessira had decided to help by becoming part owner of the club, with Patrick's help because of his experience in financing. Ezranox was also having issues after her possession as well but Sasha was handling it much differently than they were, but Nessira couldn't worry about that right now and had to focus on Patrick.
She heard the footsteps behind her before Patrick put his arms around her stomach and held her against himself as he enjoyed the view with her. Her body shivered but not because of the cold, but because she remembered how Sebastian used to do the same thing all those years ago, and her body reacted to him the same way.
"First snow," Patrick said as he rested his chin on her shoulder and held her close. "Are you cold?"
"Warmer now," she said with a smile enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. "It is beautiful out here."
"Tis the season."
"What?"
"Oh, just a Christmas saying," he said before quickly changing the subject. "Are you planning on opening the shop today?"
"I was. It may be cold and snowy, but that just means that more people need someone to warm them," she said as she ran her hands along his arms as they held her.
For a moment they stood there silently just enjoying themselves. Nessira's body was missing this kind of touch as she began to gently move her hips rubbing her ass against his crotch. She heard him let out a slight moan confirming that he was enjoying it for the moment and Nessira began to hope this was going to happen.
"I definitely could use some warming," she said before she turned around and kissed him.
The kiss grew more intense within seconds and Patrick seemed to be enjoying it. This was the most action either of them had gotten in a while and Nessira was finding it hard to control herself until she could suddenly hear a growling noise coming from her husband as his grip tightened around her waist.
"Wait...... wait, " he said suddenly letting her go and backing away.
"I don't care," she said stepping closer and kissing him again. "I want you."
"No, we can't, not yet........ please," he said as he struggled to calm himself down.
"Dammit Patrick, this has to stop!" Nessira said with anger in her voice.
"I just...... I don't want to hurt you," he said with a deep sadness in his voice.
Nessira soon realized she needed to change her tone so she took a deep breath and said: "You won't, and I am trying to be patient but eventually you have to let the beast out to play again. I'm a succubus, and I have never gone this long without sex. I'm fine, see?" She said pulling her shirt aside to show the scar. "I know you didn't mean to hurt me, but we have to figure something out, and soon."
"I know, and I will, I promise, but your safety is more important right now," he said not looking her in the eye. "I uh, I have to go. Got some things to take care of. I'll be back later tonight."
Nessira stood there and watched him head back into the house before she heard him exit through the front door and start his car. Ever since Molog was removed from him he had been suffering side effects. He had been having bad dreams and other issues. He had heightened aggression which he did his best to control. He had been working through it mostly in the bedroom at first which Nessira was ashamed to admit she enjoyed quite a bit but then one day he got a little wild and that's when she got hurt when he bit her.
Nessira was fine and had mostly healed, but ever since then, he was afraid to have sex with her. She tried to understand and be supportive but she was also ready to explode. She wasn't afraid of him and was ready to fuck his brains out but he kept insisting he had to get better control of it first.
He had also been avoiding Shadow a little because he felt ashamed of the part he played in her capture. Nessira gave him credit for trying to have conversations with their daughter because he doesn't want her to feel like there is an issue but it has become obvious to both of them. Nessira was proud of her husband for the strength he has shown in trying to keep things under control. He was the noble and good man she fell in love with and as she stood outside watching the snow fall, she was also tired and very horny, so she needed to find a way to break Patrick out of this funk he was in.
Nessira quickly walked back into the house and yelled "Shadow?"
"What?" Her daughter said as she was sitting behind the counter looking at her phone.
"How..... when did you get up?"
"I've been awake for an hour talking to Gavin. He's excited to give me my Christmas present. Where did Dad go? He left in quite a hurry."
"Oh, he just....... wait. Christmas?"
"Yeah. Gavin celebrates it and wants to get me something. I know you don't celebrate it but that doesn't mean the rest of us have to suffer."
"Because you care about him?"
Shadow looked up from her phone raising an eyebrow. "Yeah? That's what you do when you care about someone, isn't it? What's wrong with you today?"
Nessira suddenly felt bad. They never celebrated Christmas because of her beliefs in religion and the commercialized mix of them used to create this holiday. Patrick still bought her a little gift every year though and always said how he understood her beliefs and would never make her celebrate if she didn't want to.
She always told him he didn't have to, but he always insisted, saying "You literally gave me your heart to save my life and a beautiful daughter. I will never stop giving you gifts."
"Dammit!" Nessira suddenly yelled out.
"You okay Mom?"
"No, I'm selfish. We need to celebrate Christmas this year," she said as Shadow sat there with a shocked look on her face. "Don't look at me like that. What do we need? A tree, lights, and what's that disgusting drink your father loves? Egg something?"
"Nog?"
