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I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood, forcing myself to go deeper. My knees, my waist, my chest. Every inch I submerged, the pain multiplied tenfold. It felt like a thousand red-hot knives were slicing through my veins. Black, foul-smelling sludge oozed from my pores, turning the holy silver water into a murky, inky mess. “Hold on,” Lucas’s voice came from above. For the first time, it held a trace of tension. I wanted to answer, but all I could manage was an animalistic scream.

- Well, we’ll stay here tonight and head back early tomorrow morning, haha. Everyone raised their beer bottles and drank, the atmosphere was very lively. It had been a long time since there was such a joyful gathering, and everyone drank to their heart’s content, including her. It wasn’t long before many at the table were no longer sober, and she was the same. Seeing Nolan in front of her made her think he was like an apple, and she liked eating apples. Nolan smiled at her.

Just close enough that she had to look at me instead of the wall. "Do you like him?" Rae opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. Nothing came out. That was answer enough. "Gods, this is greed," I said. The words tasted bitter on my tongue. "You have me. You have Luca. Two matches of fate, no matter how strange it comes to me. Now you like an incubus?" "I cannot help it," she said. Her voice was small, defensive. "I get it. Incubi do have their charms." I ran a hand through my hair, trying to process this. "He looks good as hell too, I'll give him that."

Joe and I grew up together. I, a pureblood succubus; he, of the Black Serpent bloodline—both misfits in a world that called us monstrous. When we were young, he loved to rile me, delighting in the sight of my face turning beet-red. But once, we had the fiercest argument of our lives. He spat that succubi were low, abhorrent creatures ruled by lust. I shot back that snakes were disgusting—creatures driven away by the sun's warmth. Neither of us would bow.

"Is it just toxic to me, or is it to all the incubuses you meet?" "I am not toxic." He gave me a look, and somehow at this angle, his blue eyes almost looked a shade darker. Matt was breathtaking. Did he even realize that? "Maybe I am a bit, but it’s only because every incubus I meet either wants to have sex with me or... wants to have sex with me." "I don’t want to have sex with you. I mean, that doesn’t mean I won’t have sex with you if you want to, do you want to have sex?”

I felt extremely satisfied seeing the speechless look on Teresa's face, I even ended up getting a second helping of dinner. When I realized that I'd overeaten, Jett sat down next to me and began quietly massaging my stomach. I finally understood why so many people bought their personal incubus online. At first, I had only bought them because I was quite literally blinded by lust. I had seen plenty of positive reviews about them, and I initially thought that they were only good for bedroom activities. However, as it turned out, there were other benefits and advantages as well. I glanced resentfully at Riven, who was sitting behind me. He had almost single-handedly ruined all my illusions abou

So the rumors were true—human intimacy really was the finest nourishment for an incubus. And the kiss itself? Unquestionably breathtaking. Except for one thing: A top-tier incubus's inner monologue was loud. 'Iris kissed me! She even kissed my horns! She kissed every single scale! She didn't stop my tail! Her mouth is so sweet… She really does have feelings for me!' Austin's tongue moved against mine, relentless and greedy, drinking in every trace of sweetness. I, on the other hand, was thinking, 'Isn't this kiss going on a little too long?'

I ask for two shots of tequila and three slices of lemon, drink it fast, and go on to the dance floor. Surrounded by many creatures like sirens, minotaurs, futanari, incubus, elves, and many others; everyone is dancing like there is no one watching; kissing strangers just because you feel like kissing; here you won’t hear someone saying no to sex. I dance my heart out, enjoying myself as much as I can, when an incubus approaches me, with his strong, muscular body, immense wings, and horns on red fire. Dancing behind my back, holding me by my middle, I touch his powerful hands and feel them burning. That is the case when an incubus has a really strong desire for someone.

I growled. “Maybe it was the way I was raised. It’s hard for an incubus who was raised by an incubus to trust women. Now that I know she’s a concubus, I’m even more distrustful. I don’t want to be. I want to like her. Something deep inside of me wants to make her happy with me. Wants to make her my friend. Some things are hard to unlearn.” Moran sighed.

“You say it like fidelity is a bad thing.” “For a human, yes, but for an Incubus….we still need to feed regardless of our relationship status.” I left it at that as I walked away from her. As I closed the door to my room and took off my clothes, getting ready for a shower, I found myself reminiscing on my own words for a change. Yes, I was well aware of how different our worlds were, but for the first time in a long while, I found myself craving the simplicity of a human life.