Incubus Genre Novels & Stories

“You don’t know what an Incubus is?” She shook her head. Miranda opened her mouth to voice her disbelief but she remembered what Moore had warned everyone. “Incubus or Succubus for females, is a creature that is exceptionally gifted in beauty. The old tales said that they lure people with their beauty and voice then they eat the hearts of those that fall into their trap. Some versions said they feed off energy like lust, love or just the very essence of a person’s life. Or have sex to spawn evil offspring.” She paused at Estelle’s horrified expression.

There was a huge banner on the screen which read, "Clearance Sale for Disgraced Incubi" Riven was one of the incubi listed on the page. However, no matter how handsome he looked, his bad record of having been returned twice with negative reviews meant that nobody even dared to click on his listing. They were all afraid that they would end up with a disobedient and violent incubus at home. "Why are you even looking at this?" I asked with a frown. There was a look of schadenfreude in Jett's eyes as he said, "My lady, do you know what would happen to an incubus who isn't cared for by an owner?"

, I said and everyone looks excited when they heard the word "sex" My eyes were on Diana's healthy breast. She lowered her head when she saw me lingering unto them. It's more interesting this way. I smirked. "What is Incubus and Succubus demon means? An incubus is a male demon who preys on women, especially while they are sleeping. They rape and impregnate women. The victim may wake during the rape, or may not know anything has happened until her health suddenly deteriorates as she hosts the Incubus’, parasitic baby".

By the time Lucy had dried and dressed it was 11:45, her nerves were firing hard within her, the anticipation of being with an Incubus was driving her Panther crazy with lust, Incubi are sexual creatures, they literally feed on sexual desire, everything about them has evolved to be seductive, from looks to the tone of their voice, even their pheromones are keyed to attract sexual partners, Lucy had let Valaria pick out her attire for the evening, if you can call it attire, a sheer negligee with a lace trim that cut low at the back and even lower at the front, it felt like wearing two strips of transparent fabric across her breasts, the French panties however were nice, they were comfortable

“They’re not monsters, they’re Incubus.” “What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask her incredulously. “Well,” she scratched the back of her head awkwardly. “It means that they are demons, but Incubus quite literally translates to sex demons.” I stared at Mary for a good five minutes, before I fell back on the bed laughing like a maniac. “S-sex d-em-ons!” I managed to say in between fits of laughter.

So I messaged customer service: [Hello, I'm looking for a gentle incubus who can warm my bed. I'd heard incubi tend to have higher body temperatures—perfect for warming my hands and feet. Besides, what if a succubus also suffered from cold intolerance? Customer service replied: [Hello!] A moment later, they sent over an incubus poster. [Based on your needs, I recommend this one. This incubus will give you the ultimate tenderness and let you experience blissful pleasure every single night.] That slogan was a little too dramatic, wasn't it? [The one you're interested in is a flash-sale item—what great taste you have!]

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.

“Phina… he’s not doing it alone. There’s mention of another. Someone called the Shadowed Host.” Lucian’s face paled. “That’s not a name—it’s a title. It means he’s found another incubus.” The words hit her like a blow. Another of his kind. Another dreamwalker bound by blood and curse. She felt the rune on her palm pulse faintly, as if echoing the truth. Kaelen swore under his breath. “So that’s his plan. One monster to fight another.” Saraphina looked out again over the dark horizon. “No,” she said softly. “He’s not calling it to fight me. He’s calling it to bind me. The curse feeds on bonds. He’s going to use the other incubus to twist mine with Lucian.”

And when he gave it to them… He gave it perfectly. Too perfectly. Because Incubus did not feed on bodies. He fed on surrender. On the moment a human gave in—completely, willingly, beautifully. And when he was done… There was nothing left worth saving. Even Hell watched him carefully. Because Incubus did not destroy loudly. He erased quietly. --- Velkris. Wrath incarnate. If Incubus was silence… Velkris was impact. There was no misunderstanding his presence. No illusion. No deception.

Since the Incubi are a lot less in numbers than the humans, there is sufficient feed available for every one of us. Attachments would lead to commitments. Commitment between an Incubus and a human would always result in heartbreak. Because there was only so many times that an Incubi could feed from a human without draining so much of their life force that they become prone to major illnesses. Humans needed faithfulness to validate a relationship, physical relationship was only limited to one partner at a time, but Incubi did not live according to that rule.