My Life As A Succubus Novels & Stories

“Before you get deep into my story, you need to know the truth about Succubae, or you will not really understand the big picture. They are not demons, if such a thing existed in the first place, and they are most certainly not evil. Though they may not have been demons, they were certainly magical. They do not drain the life out of you, but instead consume the energy created from the passion and exertion of sex itself. This has no negative side effects, other than feeling slightly more exhausted than you might be otherwise. Though they need this energy to survive, they can and do eat our food when they wish. They were not just female or just male, but could change between the two completely

I told him. "You've gotten addicted, huh?" He asked me. "You never cease once it comes to satisfying." "That's my job. After all I am a sex demon." Terrence was. He was the best damn Incubus in Hell, who came up here to satisfy his needs. I finished fixing my hair up and then we heaeded back to the school. "Maybe later we could continue that?" He asked me. I nodded my head and he smiled at me before he disappeared into the school.

Her voice is delicious, and the sound of it slides straight between my legs and it makes my clit throb with need. My body has never reacted to anyone like this before…. Well, except the cute barista. But my pussy…. That has never throbbed before even when I see the barista. But right now? It’s uncontrollable. “I’m Lira, a succubus, as you can see.” She laughs, the sound sultry and seductive. “And I can smell your need from here. That shy little pussy’s been aching for years, hasn’t it?” I try to speak, try to tell her that this is just a mistake, but the words die in my throat like always. My cheeks burn. My soaked panties cling to me.

"The universe has a weird sense of humor, despite your earnest longings, you may be assigned a succubus for a mate. What then shall you do?" Rojan's face crumpled in disgust "Succubus…those appalling creatures of the night that seduce numerous males to have sexual intercourse with them and feed off their seed, drawing out their life force and leaving death in their wake," he shook his head vehemently "I would rather walk into volcanic lava and melt to death than accept a succubus as my mate. Surely, the moon deity is not that cruel." "She does not give a fuck about us," Wayne sneered.

"You saw exactly what you think you saw." Maya exhaled slowly. "Okay. So magic is real." "Yes." "And you can do it." "Yes." "What else can you do?" Maya asked, and despite everything, there was curiosity in her voice alongside the fear and confusion. "What are you?" Eve took a breath. This was it...the moment of revelation, of truth, of fundamentally changing her best friend's understanding of reality. "I'm a succubus," she said simply. "A supernatural being who feeds on sexual energy. My birth parents were King Azrael and Queen Lilith of the Seraphim Court...a supernatural governing body that oversees a whole world of beings that exist alongside humanity without humans knowing."

He showered and went straight to work. Before leaving, he hooked a finger around the back of my neck and said through gritted teeth, "Don't you dare run tonight." The moment I heard the door close, I climbed out of bed. My legs weren't weak anymore. My stomach wasn't growling, and my little tail had recharged. Satisfied, I licked my lips as a message from my mother in Seranland popped up. She said she had found a match. Ever since incubi and succubi started marrying humans, purebloods had gotten rarer.

"Sean, that sleazy narcissist, doesn't even compare to you. Chad, believe in yourself! "Mind you, I'm a paid member. I command you to hurry up!" Hunger surged through me as I scanned their lewd comments. My succubus instincts stirred. "Chad, here's a secret." I licked my lips. "I'm not fully human. I'm a succubus. "That means that no matter what you do to me, however rough, I won't get hurt. It'll only excite me. "If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…"

She would live with a hollow coldness in her chest forever, and Alaric’s spirit would continue to lurk, waiting for her weakness. In the second, she saw herself surrendering to Alaric. Her body was taken over; Morat was destroyed by Siron’s own hands. But Alaric’s soul was too corrupted to fill a body perfectly. It would become a parasite, and Siron would be trapped inside, watching her own life be robbed until the body withered and died young.

I said, pressing myself against the heat of him, "do not hold back just because I look delicate." For most people, a lust-curse was poison. For my kind, it was spring water in the desert. I was not an ordinary woman. I was a high-ranking succubus who had spent years pretending to be human in the modern world, starving and withering for lack of true nourishment. Now I had landed inside a shameless dark-fantasy romance novel, in front of a devastatingly handsome Demon King burning with exactly the curse I needed. Everyone else avoided him as if he were death.

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.