Chapter 3

Poof!

Twisted horns and a heart-tipped tail popped out at the same time.

I wasn't hungry; I was craving.

Arnold's mouth twitched like he was smiling, or maybe sneering.

"So you're also… Guess I don't have to hold back anymore!"

He took off the ring on his ring finger, and dark, glossy scales flickered into view.

My voice was already shaking.

"Wait, why are you grabbing my tail like that?"

He didn't answer. He only pressed the tip of my tail against his collarbone.

It felt cold and nice.

Without meaning to, I stretched my tail closer, wanting more.

"Where else do you wanna touch?" He smiled like he was baiting me.

I gulped. "Can I?"

Arnold looked down at me and answered generously, "Sure. Just call me 'honey'."

Desire punched logic into the ground in under three seconds. Logic lost.

I choked up. "Honey, please…"

I pointed at his abs with the tip of my tail.

Arnold's lips curved as promised, and he let go.

The moment my tail touched his waist, it wrapped around him two full loops on its own.

Arnold was yanked right up to me, gazing at me with a calm, almost leisurely look.

It was as if he was asking, "Well? Isn't this way better than meeting a cute guy?"

"Arnold, you're despicable!"

The second I realized what I had just done, I wanted the floor to swallow me.

"Yeah, yeah." He clearly wasn't new to my insults.

He grabbed the back of my head and forced my mouth open without asking.

"Then bite me."

The comments flew past at lightning speed.

["Bite me?!" As if he wouldn't be the one enjoying it!]

[Arnold is hopelessly in love. Other men go all alpha and make their girlfriends dress up for role-play. This guy? He puts on the costume himself and seduces her. Where's his pride? His self-control? And more importantly, where do I order a boyfriend like this?]

[I love this arc, but I already know how it goes. The female lead is gonna show up soon. Arnold's gonna realize "Primal urge isn't love", and suddenly, she's his soulmate. Classic storyline.]

[Wait, why is the post-bite scene locked?? I'll pay. Please let me in!]

The year I awakened as a succubus, my parents had taken my little brother, Marvin Day, overseas for treatment.

No one stayed with me or taught me how to deal with the pain after awakening.

When it got unbearable, the only one around was Arnold, that annoying idiot.

We had been enemies forever.

At three, we threw mud at each other. At ten, we secretly punctured each other's bike tires. At eighteen, we deliberately ruined each other's first relationships.

We had a lifelong feud going.

At first, he absolutely refused.

"Eva, if you don't get off right now, I swear I'll end you."

I held up my pinky.

"With that little guy?"

Arnold narrowed his eyes darkly.

"What, are you saying you've seen bigger?"

I froze.

I hadn't. But there was no way I could admit that.

I grabbed at his belt and snapped back, "So what if I have? Yours is nothing special, anyway. One touch, and you're already done. Pretty useless, honestly. You should be grateful I even picked you!"

Arnold exploded. He shouted, "Very well," then turned the tables.

"You'd better keep that attitude all night."

Then, Arnold started "fighting" me.

Please. I was a succubus, for God's sake. How was a regular guy supposed to beat me in bed?

But I learned the truth after one night.

Arnold wasn't normal. He had strength that never ran out.

He was actually a perfect bed partner!

So, I learned how to exploit him.

I mocked every new move he learned and gave him low ratings on purpose.

Every time, I got another round.

But now, that trick didn't seem to work anymore.

A wild Arnold was like a bull that never got tired.

I felt like I was gonna burst.

Wasn't I just the side character in this story?

Where was the heroine, Serena Simonds? Why wasn't she here yet?

-

Speak of the devil.

On the third day Arnold was parading me around the company like his personal treasure, she arrived.