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His thumb brushed my cheek, wiping away a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen. I melted into it for one helpless heartbeat. Then pulled back. I needed to see her. I slid off the desk, legs unsteady, his shirt hanging open. “I’m going for a walk,” I muttered. “Eve—” I was already gone. The east wing felt colder, heavier—like the air itself knew something forbidden had taken root here. I’d never seen a succubus in real life. They were the stuff of nightmares and warnings: creatures so beautiful they could stop your heart, who fed on lust until nothing was left but an empty husk. Forbidden. Hunted. Killed on sight.

It was as if her own body was answering the call of whatever was in his hand. “I am what your deepest desires summoned,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, resonant frequency that vibrated in her bones. “I am an incubus. A creature that lives in the spaces between what people want and what they are willing to admit. I feed on surrender, Lila. I feed on the moment a soul stops fighting and gives itself over to the dark.” Lila’s knees went weak. She reached out a hand to steady herself against a nearby bench, her brain struggling to process the words. “You’re… you’re not human?”

With devotion and voracity. Her body arches, bows against the cold glass. Her cries are no longer stifled. They resonate in the empty penthouse, hoarse sobs, incoherent pleas. She speaks. She says my name, curses, prayers. Her legs tremble, close around my head, imprisoning me. I am lost in the darkness, in the taste, in the scent of her. The vibration within me reaches a crescendo, transforms into a dull roar that seems to come from the earth itself.

He simply circled her, his amber gaze scalding every inch of her skin, from the delicate curve of her neck to the full swell of her breasts, down to the neat triangle of dark hair between her thighs. “You understand what you ask for, little succubus?” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “My kind does not breed as mortals do. It will be… intense. You will be filled, stretched, and claimed in ways you cannot imagine.” “I am not afraid,” she breathed, and it was the truth. Anticipation was a live wire under her skin. “I want it. I want everything.”

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

He let his thumb rub her sensitive clits making her to quiver before he pushed his length into her. She wrapped her hand around his neck and he continued pounding her fiercely causing horny fluids to drip. "Damn! You're the sweetest I've ever tasted." He confessed much to the dismay of Lucia. "Caspian...." "Yeah...." "I'm about to cum." Camilo whimpered. "I can't hold myself once it comes." She cried as his thrust inside her increased. "Shit! You make me fucking wild. I'm going to fucking cum inside you too." "I hate you Caspian!" Lucia yelled.

Una couldn’t blame them if they thought she was a threat. Drite called her a succubus. A female demon who rose from Elduri. Before Una could beg for her life, Drite vanished. DRITE appeared inside the throne room, where his brother seemed to wait for him. He was looking out the window as if checking the twinkling stars. “I heard you captured an Alsacheri female.” Lord Azhir turned to face him. “What could be her crime? We don’t want to have a tainted relationship with Alsache.” He pertained to the water domain, which was the home of the healers.

My legs suddenly gave up on me I was too tired from needing my king, and I crave Armand. "Tula will provide you with your energy, or do you prefer males?" "I..." My cheeks must've reddened cause I feel the hint of shame creeping from my neck to my cheeks. The male warrior tugged a smile and he stepped closer clearly offering himself to provide for my strength. But I couldn't, fuck, this was embarrassing. No succubus demon would decline the offer made by a strikingly handsome incubus demon. Damn, no succubus would decline sex, period, and there I was thinking about my fallen angel.

Shoving his hand away I growled, “Watch your tongue, Faro! If my heart starts beating, I will be brought back to hell to face Lucifer, and he will cast me into a fiery pit.” Rolling his eyes Faro exhaled deeply and said, “Lucifer has plenty of other incubus to feed him energy. You're not that special, Eros. You just tried to screw his daughter Rebekah on her wedding night…oh shit I guess he would still hold a grudge.” “I don't even care about that. I enjoy being here. I don't have any worries except now for Kryoz and that female that makes me feel strange,” I complained, making him shake his head at me.

Her body shaking and falling forward as she orgasms, his hips moving faster. "I want that floor wet Kitty, I want to see just how much you love when I do this." Anaya tries screaming as she orgasms, his hand holding her head against him as she struggles to breathe. His hips starting to move again. The vibrations from her moans, sending him closer to the edge. Anaya's body growing more tired as she keeps having orgasms. The orgasms slowly turning painful as Marcus's hips speed up, his hand holding her head against him as he cums.