Yandere Succubus 소설 & 이야기

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.

Behind her was a demon tail. At this time, the other party was holding an equally naked young girl in his arms, and the young girl's face showed a look of ecstasy. Obviously, the succubus' charms were not limited to men. Don't waste your energy, it's useless! The demon holding the girl's waist walked over. 'Yibel?' Christine asked doubtfully, the demon's voice was the same as Yibel's. 'Of course it's me, Christine, do you think I'm worthy of you now? As she spoke, Yibel stuck out her tongue and licked her lips seductively.

“You don’t know what an Incubus is?” She shook her head. Miranda opened her mouth to voice her disbelief but she remembered what Moore had warned everyone. “Incubus or Succubus for females, is a creature that is exceptionally gifted in beauty. The old tales said that they lure people with their beauty and voice then they eat the hearts of those that fall into their trap. Some versions said they feed off energy like lust, love or just the very essence of a person’s life. Or have sex to spawn evil offspring.” She paused at Estelle’s horrified expression.

I asked. She winked at me, her eyes glimmering with a mischievous light. “I can do all,” she declared confidently. “I am a succubus wolf, after all.” Mia gasped in disbelief, her eyes wide with admiration. "Your strength is seducing men," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I can seduce any gender. All those folklores are trash.” Hera nodded and bounded onto the bed, causing the mattress to dip beneath the sudden weight. Her pastel blue robe dropped a little down her chest, exposing her cleavage trapped under a leopard print bra.

I lifted one of her legs and pushed into her core to take her again from the front. She tossed her head in objection. Until I whispered the word again. Telling her to peak while I slammed into her. Growling in hatred, she had no choice but to comply. Her body arcing down against me and head falling back as she spasmed around me. "You're despicable!" She whimpered. "You'll learn to like it. After all. I plan to enjoy every moment of the spell for the rest of our lives." I smiled evilly. "You toyed with the wrong man, Zyra. Now you'll forever be my little succubus...My favorite little cockhole."

In order for the readers to fully understand the content of the book, I cite the characters that will appear in the novel: Succubus (def.) - (Middle-Latin: succubus; from Latin: succuba - "concubine") - in demonology, succubus are demons who take the form of unearthly beautiful women, haunting men in their dreams and tempting them with sexual intercourse. Many sources say that the succubus' motivation is to drain life energy. It is also said that through sexual intercourse with men, succubus collected their sperm, which incubbus later used to impregnate women, and children thus begotten would be especially vulnerable to the influence of Satan.

This soul was akin to a mighty hammer, and she was nothing but an egg before it. “It is rare to meet a succubus. And it has been long since I last tasted one.” She heard the man say, and the aura suppressing her reduced. Her eyes flashed with hope, and a bit of disdain. Indeed, all men were the same. They were lustful and greedy to possess, and even gods, who stood above the mortals, were no exceptions. If she could just use her body to her advantage, maybe she would get out of this. “Then please allow me to serve you, my Lord,” she arched her back slightly to accentuate her curves and expose her snow globes to the man whose face appeared hazy to her for some reason.

shouted the man with the cuckoo-clock eye. Sinteza made a clicking noise, even though he did not appear to have a tongue. “Yes, yes, that is clear. Alkin, your judgment has been as compromised as Sotirios’s. What you feel is a delusion brought on by demonic glamour and pheromones. Didn’t you heed the old rhyme? A succubus is a creature of lust, whose beauty ensures you’ll fall under her spell. ’Tis hard to resist the lure of her kiss, but if you succumb, she will drag you to Hell.”

It had lead to a lot of false accusations of aggression or so-called attempts of assault. The succubus batted her long, curled eyelashes at the Werewolf, placing a hand on her hips to emphasise her perfect curves. Radyn took notice of every single one of her movements. The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him.

Somehow the desire and need still hadn’t left his eyes. I signed, turning back to the now drained mojito. Apparently I’d finished it and not even noticed. This shouldn’t have happened. With humans, yes, it was possible that one bite could lead to desire and in extreme cases, obsession. Con of being a succubus. But it had never happened with another werewolf before. Is it possible what he felt was genuine? Maybe. Who really knew? It’s not like there were loads of other wolf-succubuses around to talk to. In my 300 years, I’d met one other, and she met an unfortunate end thanks to a couple vampire hunters and a stake in the 1870s.