Simple Succubus Tattoo Novels & Stories

“Your eyes, they’re blood red.” I nodded. “Succubus, remember.” He looked confused. “If your succubus can feed off the lust here, why couldn’t she feed off me, us, last night?” “I shut her out,” I whispered. Nathaniel looked like he’d protest. “I had to, Nathaniel. In time, it won’t be necessary. But the mark has to be done without you being under the influence of a succubus call. The mark had to be between your wolf and mine, it could not be a three-way with my succubus.”

I almost forgot about that tattoo it's a tracker info tattoo yes they have it, and its color is like the LGBTQ flag and has a code, Then Shun Yu has a tattoo too and shocking that she has this tattoo on her wrists like she's louring an enemy, and yeah Her Society has an enemy, it's called Scorpions it is top-secret info but I know of course. "can I put on my wrists too?" I ask she glare at me and I smile sweetly, "well okay if that's what you want" I said it like she didn't even care then. >>> *Shun* "So who is this new Slave of yours.." GP asks she's my best friend and one of the King's.

I snarled, baring my fangs, and glaring at the woman and the Alpha beside me. “Don't be foolish, human; I don't have lovers; I am yours!” The Lycan king roared, the ruthless sound was piercing. “She's a Succubus, a demon creature that feeds on sexual desires.” “And guess why I'm here?” Clapping her hands in little jumps, she approached, boldly caressing my fur. “So much desire is contained here, so much pent-up need... Ah, a feast of wild pleasure waiting to be unleashed!” Nudging my nose, I snarled loudly, trying to bite the Succubus's finger, which disappeared and reappeared next to the Alpha.

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

My mate asked me and I smiled at him. “Well, all the basics. As a Lycan I'm a carnivore and as a succubus I feed on sexual energy, this the club. I have had to fight my basal needs for years to get to the level that I'm not controlled by a wagging dick, except it is the one that I was given of course. I'm usually fine after spending hours in the club, but coming home to this is not a bad bonus,” I said to him and he nodded his head.

“But don’t come crying to me when you’re still sitting here days from now, staring at that tattoo and pretending it’s the biggest mystery in your life. You have the key to make your choice by getting laid.” Her presence receded as abruptly as it had appeared, leaving an ache in my chest that wasn’t entirely physical. The silence felt heavier now, the weight of her words pressing down on me. I stared at the tattoo again, my fingers trailing over it almost absently. The design twisted and curled, impossibly intricate, like something alive and untamed. It felt… ancient. Powerful. And yet I didn’t know what it meant in my mate bond with Lucien and Damon. Did it mean that I’m only mated to Lucien

The lights flickered. “Do you feel that?” she whispered. Kian’s jaw tightened. “Keep going.” Her tattoos — the ones across her own arms — began to shimmer faintly through the gloves. The crescent on her wrist pulsed in sync with the design she was drawing on him. “Stop,” Kian said suddenly, voice rough. “That’s enough.” She lifted the needle. The symbol was unfinished, but it glowed faintly before fading into his skin. “What the hell was that?” she demanded.

“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

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??

"What did you say?" I smiled and pressed my hand to his chest. Using the tip of my tail, I lifted his chin and exposed his vulnerable throat. I leaned in to examine him closely. "I said, I like you." There was no fear in Chad's eyes when he saw my nonhuman form. Instead, affection filled his eyes. "You like me?" he panted. "Why?" I bent down and peppered a trail of kisses on him. "A succubus doesn't need a reason to like someone. It's just attraction, instinct—a desire that surges the moment I see you.