Incubus Folklore Novels & Stories

Although Nora gave me an amused smile, I could tell that she was a bit shaken by the mere thought of me doing something like that. “Not until we find out if it’s a man or a spirit,” she said with sincerity. I visibly shuddered. “I’m going to have to do a little research on this incubus thing before I’m totally creeped out.” “They’re real,” she adamantly said. “I’m telling you that they’re real.” “I believe you,” I said in a voice that was meant to diffuse the sudden tenseness of our conversation. “I’m just not informed enough to get on the band wagon.”

Xolvion couldn't take much more and the two of them worked him so good that he could feel himself getting ready to explode. "I'm going to cum!" He shouted as he shot out his load. Covering both of the girls with his white-hot essence. Both Luna and Crystal moaned as they licked his semen, not being able to get enough of its taste. Thanks to his incubus blood that made his essence additive to the opposite sex. Xolvion smiled as he looked down at the two of them before he grabbed Luna, placing her down onto the bed and thrusting his cock into her, causing her to moan with extreme pleasure as she ran her claws down his back so hard that she cut into his flesh.

I hoped to gauge how honest he was based on how he responded to a direct question about his nature. Salem smiled, and walked towards a mural displaying other beautiful men and women, flying through night clouds with wings like his own. One of the creatures hovered over a man sleeping in his bed. Another hovered over a woman. “I’m an incubus,” said Salem. “The women of my kind are called succubi, and we call our species as a whole lilitu. We are demons . . . I won’t lie about that. But we don’t need to drink blood to live, as vampires like Mr. Cillian do. We do, however, share their sensitivity to sunlight . . . which brings us to the great change before us.”

“You’re unbelievable!” I frowned immediately. “What happened?” “What happened?” she repeated angrily. “You rejected your pregnant mate publicly then banished her right after?” My body went still. “What?” “You heard me!” I stared at her confused. “What banishment?” Mira looked at me like she wanted to hit me. “Don’t act confused now, Arnold.” I grabbed her arm immediately. “What are you talking about?” She shoved my hand away angrily. “Gamma James gathered the elders and banished Leticia under your command!”

] The shop owner immediately sent back a string of question marks. Me: [What's wrong?] Shop owner: [Please tell me you're joking! That's not an incubus! That's a demon, and the most dangerous kind at that!] Incubi had markings. Demons had them too. For someone unfamiliar with the difference, they were indeed hard to tell apart. Everything made sense now—why Raven never needed to feed, why he insisted he had no owner, and why he always caught himself before saying too much. That night, when the enforcement officers conducted their search, they were looking for Raven.

Ever since incubi and succubi started marrying humans, purebloods had gotten rarer. My parents wanted me to carry on the full-bloodline and had been searching for a proper bonding partner for me. It had been three years since I awakened, and they finally found one! I packed my bags and headed for the airport. Suddenly, another wall of comments appeared in front of me: [Eva, are you seriously doing this? If you run now, you'll be on the bed with him forever!] [Poor Arnold. He was in bed this morning, happily ordering toys and incubus outfits online, completely unaware his girlfriend was about to vanish!]

I didn’t know when he’d lunge. “How did you heal me?” “Soul magic,” His lips quirked. “The demon you fought had a poisoned blade. It would have killed you had my magic not eaten the rot. As for feeding,” Hunger entered those crimson eyes again and a purr escaped him. “I am not usually corporeal. Incubi typically feed in our shadow-forms. We can cross between worlds easily that way.” The myths I had scoured on the Internet turned out to be peppered with both truth and fiction. Incubi were demon that seduced women and fed off their lifeforce. Of course, most lore was rooted in religion, so their origin is where things became a bit hazy.

“So, when Max and I are alone in our bedroom, Melissa is watching?” “Not just Melissa,” she said, anxiously. “I believe that there is an incubus occupying the house who has targeted you. And, also, a shadow person.” “You mentioned an incubus before, but I never bothered to research it. What is it?” I asked. “To be short and clear,” she said as she sipped on her coffee. “It’s a male spirit who is often called demonic. He has sex with sleeping women. His female equivalent would be a succubus.”

This was what had been locked away. The humans above had forgotten what an incubus really was. A thief of breath, a devourer of virtue, a patron of nightmares. Older than the church bells, older than the kings who built this kingdom. The students whispered of monsters at the edges of their dreams. They did not realize their monster was directly beneath their feet.

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.]