Succubus Hot Novels & Stories

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.

“According to Lucifer, demons have been disappearing from the lower rungs of the circles of hell. Most of them have the powers that the creature I killed several days ago and your…date.” Her expression blanks as she peruses the sheet. “I don’t know what most of these creatures are. What’s an incubus?” My lip quirks. “They are male lust demons. They can entice their prey and heighten sexual desire.” Her eyes snap up to mine, and all color drains from her face. “I think…I think my date…” she mutters distastefully. “…might have been an incubus. I mean, he touched me, and I felt…things.”

By the time he finally sucks my clit into his mouth, I’m so wound up I nearly come from that alone. “That’s it,” he encourages. “Let me hear you.” He alternates between sucking my clit and thrusting his tongue inside me, and I’m a moaning, writhing mess. My hands fist in the bedding, searching for something to anchor me. When he slides two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spot that makes me see stars, I come with a scream. But he doesn’t stop. Keeps working me through the orgasm and right into another one. “Too much,” I gasp. “Damon, I can’t…”

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!]

His fingers rub each bud as he swirls and licks each one, igniting a fire between my thighs. I writhe and moan beneath him as he continues his unrelenting plunder of my body. Lucifer’s hungry moans heighten my pleasure as he kisses his way down my flat belly and reaches my wet folds. Looking up at me from the fringes of his dark lashes, he slides his fingers across my opening and rubs my throbbing nub until my eyes are rolling to the back of my head. “Oh, yes.” I hiss as his middle finger glides inside of my tight sheathe and strokes in and out.

I felt better knowing that our circumstance wasn’t completely out of my control. “I should also tell you that succubi live off of the energy shared from arousal and sex. I’m not sure how you have made it this far in your life without having to feed that appetite. My guess is that your siphon half has somehow managed to assuage your succubi nature.” That was possible, but it left me with another question. “So why has it become an issue now?” His broad shoulders lifted into a shrug. Jax answered with his opinion.

I ask as she sits down on my already swollen cock. “She didn’t believe me at first, but she will. I planted a seed, one that is sure to grow and manifest soon.” She says through moans, the sound of our skin slapping echoing through the room. I wrap my arms around her waist and slam her down harder, digging my extended claws into her skin. “Fuck, I forgot how good a pure Succubus pussy feels,” I say, groaning as I pound into her harder and harder. “Well, plenty more where that came from, especially after He awakens.” She says, throwing her head back and reaching her climax.

I plunged in the direction of that humidity, starting just at the entrance to his intimacy, licking every space of skin until I reached his clitoris. I sucked that place that was the source of her greatest excitement, and Maria opened up a little more, arching her body against the bed. I had forgotten how much I liked that too. The taste, the way the girls squirmed below us, and the feeling of having some power over the moment when they could cum until they lost their senses. With one hand, I made a climb to her nipples and squeezed one of them, sliding the work into her hot and honeyed pussy.

She had him right where she wanted him. “I want to fuck you, please let me fuck you,” he begged, trying not to cum too soon in her very skilled mouth. “You want my pussy baby?” Cybill asked, standing to her feet. She pulled up the hem of her skirt, exposing her naked cunt. “Oh god yes,” he answered, reaching his hand out to probe between her folds. The blonde man was so horny he didn’t even notice that Cybill’s eyes were glowing bright red and her fangs were now fully exposed.

Those women are absolutely submissive to the supreme Gilbert, always knowing how to humiliate me to please him, their mafia kingpin. They make me kneel on the ground and bark like a dog, lick spilled milk off the floor, dance humiliatingly with my pregnant belly... Only because everyone knows my weakness is the child in my womb. “Julian, you know what? I have a thousand ways to make the bastard in your womb die silently.” “I advise you to be obedient, maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll take a look at the child after it’s born.” Gilbert’s tone was cold and ruthless.