Did You Enjoy Your Incubus Novels & Stories

I'll show you how much fun it is to be with an incubus, and unlike that man, I'll make you feel important to me. Because you are my favorite toy, Kate. Only you. TO BE CONTINUED

“This is not how the old scrolls said it would feel!” His shoulders shook, not from emotion, but from revulsion. The sacred kiss of binding… tasted like vending machine coffee and exhaustion. It was truly, officially, the worst moment of his eternal life. Theo was still hunched over the trash bin, wiping his mouth and muttering ancient curses under his breath when a loud bang shuddered the entire office. The door slammed open with the force of a divine trial. “SELENA?!” Ericka’s voice rang through the room like a war cry.

He wouldn’t hurt anyone on earth and he certainly wouldn’t hurt me playing with my feelings. “Can an incubus play with your feelings?” Sebastian sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. Crap, I hope he didn’t take that the wrong way. “They certainly can. That’s what they do. That is their mission to help them feed. An incubus is strong in ways of the power of persuasion sensually, more so than any vampire compulsion. Ir’ak was playing at your heartstrings, trying to get you to remember what you both had. He wanted you to feel sorry for him, to show any shred of emotion for him.” Sebastian’s jaw ticked in agitation.

"Oh really? Do you?" They sneered. "We're not here for you. We're here for him." "My bad, I didn't know that" I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. The first incubus lunged forward and I sent a white ball of energy. He slumped to the ground and faded away. Smirking, I spun my blade around.

Every time things heated up to the edge of losing control, he started pushing me away. "Master, time's up. For your safety, cleaning mode will now activate." Three hours together used to be normal, and he cut it down to a flat ten minutes. Stewing in it, I scrolled through other buyers' posts. [Amazing! My incubus baby in a butler outfit is impossibly hot. Three hours minimum, every single time, and I'm always satisfied.] [My incubus baby is boyfriend goals. He hand-washed all my underwear when I was on my period. I could cry.]

the incubus behind Abednego murmured to the other, clearly excited at the idea. Of course, Incubuses enjoy crunching the bones of their victims; it must be a real treat for a race fawned over with just a whiff of their scent, Abednego groaned. Glancing backwards at the one that held him from behind he cringed. Gone were the rough hands that had pinned him down so hard, and in their wake the silver-haired incubus' hands tightened roughly around his form digging into his flesh with no regard. Abednego senses, now immune to the being's glamour, were bombarded by the eagerness the two had to ravish his body. He could feel their readiness to violently tare his body in the most excruciatingly pain

With a smiling face, my eyes went to Lucian, wondering how he knew my favorite food. "Dig in," he said with a wink. "You're the only human here, so they don’t exactly serve your kind of food." My heart fluttered, and with a happy smile, I picked up the fork and began to eat. "How is it?" Orion asked, while the rest of the boys looked at me like my answer was so important to them. "It's really delicious," I replied. They all squealed like little boys, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I guess incubi were really fun to be with. I was among monsters, but it didn't feel like it.

“How did you get inside my apartment?” He smiled, slow and wicked, stepping closer. The room seemed to grow warmer with every movement. “I am Lucien, an incubus. For weeks I’ve been visiting your dreams, tasting your hidden fantasies. Tonight I couldn’t stay away any longer. Your desire called me here… and your body is already responding.” Esmeralda’s breath quickened. She should scream, run, or call for help. Instead, heat pooled between her thighs as his crimson eyes slowly raked over her. “This isn’t real. Incubi aren’t real. You need to leave right now.”

Mila POV It has been more than a week ever since I saw that Incubus, I thought his image would leave my mind slowly if I didn't see him for long but I was hugely mistaken as I was beginning to see him even in dreams. And to be sincere, all the sexs we had and still having are all intense and mind-blowing, in my dreams of course. Sometimes I will wake up and realize that I didn't just cum in my dreams, I did physically too. Even now, I'm currently wet 'Fuck' I was about to make myself feel good when suddenly a knock sounded at my office door.

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??