Simple Succubus Tattoo Novels & Stories

Behind the desk sat a massive man with a salt-and-pepper mustache and sunglasses. “Chance?” Matteo asked. “Alpha Matteo!” the man said, grinning. “Take a seat.” “We’ll stand,” Nickie said, his eyes locking on the man’s hand. On the back of the man’s hand was the tattoo. The serpent and the moon. “What’s the ink mean?” Nickie asked, his voice lethal. “It’s about renewal,” Chance said calmly. “The snake sheds its skin. The moon turns. Life through death. It’s the mark of the Velvet Syndicate.”

And there was also a lizardman, a humanoid creature with the features of a lizard, it had the head of a lizard too, and hard armor-like scales covering his body, he wore tribal shaman-like clothes and staff, and seemed to exude a decent magical presence. And lastly, there was… a beautiful demoness! The Succubus had pale-white skin, fair and smooth like porcelain. Alongside that, she had a beautiful face, sharp pink eyes that shined with some crimson-red eeriness, long purple hair reaching her hips, and two little black horns at each side of her head, alongside two small bat-like wings in her back and a long tail with a pointy end in the shape of a heart… her attire seemed made of tight latex

"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.

The stone floor beneath her was slick with the first messy rivers of her girl-cum, the crimson salt lines now dark and wet. Lilithara towered over the broken witch, her obsidian skin gleaming under the flickering candlelight. The succubus’s massive 14-inch futa cock stood proudly erect, veined and ridged, the fat flared head still dripping thick strands of precum mixed with Selene’s throat slime. Her heavy orange-sized balls churned visibly, and her own slick demonic pussy dripped molten nectar in slow, teasing trails down her powerful thighs.

She smirked. “Yeah. That was what I was taught.” I replied. “Well, you’re not an incubus. Concubi seal a mating with a bite. That’s also how shapeshifters mark their mates and why you and Drayce ended up marked. Succubae don’t have a ritual invocation. The reason incubi do, is because they join their bodies in the same way they feed. It is announcing an intention other than feeding, even though they have to be in their natural forms as well. When a succubus joins with you, she will enter your body using her tail. Since succubae don’t feed like this, there’s no way to confuse it for a feeding, especially paired with the use of their demon name. Got it?” She asked.

Oh wait, she was starting to see the relevance of that whole Succubus/Incubus thing now… Perhaps it would explain this remorseless obsession she had for his body. "But slaying rogue beasts is what sustains the sigil on my chest. The other one." He rolled down the top of his waistband to reveal the top of the other sigil. Like the first sigil, it too was circle-contained, and the twists and turns of a special design were to be seen within. It was beginning to dawn on her. “Succubus/Incubus blood ink?” Sofia guessed. “How did you “Now you’re catching on.” He smirked.

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.

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

Stated Stasia, chuckling slightly. “I am your Alpha; you are my mate. So, yes you will be the Luna of my pack. Security isn’t up to you. I get to decide that missy.” I said as I took a drink of my coffee. Putting my hand up Stasia shirt, wanting to touch her skin. “Did you just get this tattoo?” I lifted her tank to check out the tattoo. It looked like iridescent gothic wings. The ink was risen slightly, and looked like it has silver flake in it, making it look like glitter.

The succubus. Her skin is a deep, flawless crimson, curving horns crown her head, and massive bat-like wings fold elegantly behind her. Full, heavy breasts strain against a barely-there silken wrap, and her hips sway with hypnotic grace as she approaches. Her golden eyes lock onto mine, glowing with hunger. I raise my sword, but my arm trembles. Heat pools low in my gut, my cock already stirring traitorously inside my breeches. “Stay back, demon,” I growl, voice rougher than I intend.