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How to be a Succubus

When a woman dies in the ocean with regret and hate, she becomes a siren to mesmerize men to sink their ships. When a woman dies in the snow in despair, she becomes a yuki-onna to freeze anyone who has the guts to look at her. When a raped woman dies with the desire for revenge in her heart, she becomes a succubus to suffer men and to be fed from them. This is my story; written for those who take the hard way instead of accepting death and rely on angels to bring justice. *Mature content *No underage character *No incest *No love, just lust

Lolth · Games
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101 Chs

Even If It's A Lie, Promise Me

I called Miran. She came. The first thing I saw was her slim figure. In her white nun dress, her long skirt dancing around her legs as she was running towards me. Then I smelled her water-like scent from a distance impossible to smell for humans.

''Delicious,'' my lips moved without my consent.

She jumped and I had to take a step to catch her. Her soft body between my arms was a nice change after muscular and hard bodies.

''I missed you!'' she said with an angelic voice.

Squeezing her against me, I snuggled more into her neck, ''You...'', my all senses were filled with her. Her voice, her smell, her body against mine. I put my lips under her ear and licked her neck, ''...are really delicious.''

Warm waves hit me even though I wasn't trying to use any skill. I was naturally aware of Miran's state of mind. Then, just for a second, I felt pain. It wasn't my pain. Something happened, I heard a scream. It was too close to determine its direction and echoes in my mind were making it harder to understand.

Miran pushed me and a second later she was on the ground. ''It hurts!'' I watched her taking off the chain around her neck and throwing it away. I kneeled trying to understand why she is panting and pressing her hands on her chest and neck.

''Sweetie? What is the problem?''

''I-'' she took a shivering breath and let me hold her hands, exposing her chest and neck. ''I, uh, don't know. It suddenly felt too hot and painful.''

A part of her dress was torn, no, it was burnt and her skin was too pink. It wasn't a bad injury, but it was painful. The chain with the holy feather pendant caught my eye.

''Your armor didn't let it hurt you so the cute nun had to take the damage,'' the fox said in my mind. Feeling a little guilty, I helped her to get up and headed into the woods for more privacy. Natives were too afraid of the demons and rarely left their homes, but the farther from the temple the better.

''Wait!'' Miran let my hand go and losing our physical contact made me colder in an instant. She looked around for a few seconds and took her sacred necklace from the ground.

Gritting my teeth, ''Do you have to keep it?'' I asked.

She raised her eyebrows. ''Why not?''

''Because... never mind. Let's go.''

She followed my lead and didn't question where were we heading as she used to do. I was quite curious how my ''call'' works.

''My sweet, what are you doing outside of the temple's walls in such a dangerous time?''

''I...'' she frowned and continued, ''...was inside. Then... I felt so lonely. Walls were drowning me. I needed to go out. I didn't think much. I just needed to come here.'' She paused and her eyes widened, ''Why it felt so painful before? Was it demons?''

Her frightened expression was cute but I didn't like her looking scared at me. ''No, baby, they can't get closer to the temple. Don't worry. Nothing in this town will hurt you again while I'm here. Well, maybe I can hurt, but just a little.''

Her expression softened and even giggled a little. I grabbed her waist and leaned my back on a trunk of a tree. ''Your pain will be gone soon.''

I trailed my lips along her chest leaving feathery kisses. Her injury was going to be healed soon without my help but I still wanted to make her pain disappear. We switched positions slowly as she wrapped her arms around me and leaned her face on my breasts as we sink into the tall grasses.

Surprised but oddly not annoyed by her bold moves, I caressed her face. ''Feel better?'' She nodded and murmured quietly.

I felt the fox's presence has left my mind, ''Behave, vixen. I have no energy to support your physical presence.''

Yawning from a branch, ''No, thanks. The scene is kinda nice here,'' the fox said. ''Why are you worried anyway? You have food in your lap.''

I ran my hands on Miran's back and hips, for some reason, it had a calming effect. ''I don't have time for this... but... maybe... only a bite.''

Miran looked up confused and her lips open, maybe she was surprised, maybe was about to say something, but ended with covering her mouth with mine. Pulling her skirt up, thanks to the privacy that the pretty big tree gives us, I sighed at the scene of her white legs and thighs on the dark green grasses as I feel her shivering, from the cool winds or her excitement, that I wasn't sure about.

Her moan faded into my mouth. I took my chain gloves off to tease and stretch her holes without hurting her and since there wasn't a way to sterilize them right now.

The fox sneered in my mind. ''Always wet and ready. I like that girl.''

With some pressing, my fingers easily slide into her back hole. ''You naughty girly, were you playing with yourself?''

''Ehh, umm...'' She hid her face nuzzling my neck and I couldn't stop myself from laughing and giving her headpats.

''No answers, huh, you truly have been a naughty girly.'' I pressed her perked up clit which wants attention as I insert my fingers. Loud moans with her cute voice were like music. ''Be quiet. We are in public. You don't want to disturb others now, do you?''

I'd never let anyone take a bite from my prey without permission, of course. However, my prey was too adorable when she is embarrassed. She bit my shoulder to silence herself. She trembled as her body get tensed before relaxing and releasing a long moan.

''That was quick,'' I said.

''I missed you too much.'' Her hot breath caressed my ear with her tired soft voice. I hugged her tighter, feeding on pure lust and affection.

After a few long breaths, she put her head in my lap and lifted my chain armor which covers my thighs. ''It's your turn.''

I shook my head. ''I have to leave.''

Pouting, she rubbed her face against my inner thighs. ''I don't have time,'' I said with a hoarse voice. It was like something was blocking my throat. She put her lips on my panties and licked with her pink tongue. She was like a baby cat licking milk.

I covered her mouth with my hand. ''No.''

Something in my voice must have made her listen because she stopped. ''Why do you have to leave?''

I leaned back and took a deep breath. ''Actually, I'll meet with your cleric, Roen, and others.''

She raised her hands, then, couldn't know what to do with them, and hugged herself. ''He... he said he doesn't know when he'll be able to come back.''

Frowning, ''Really? Well, so neither I.''

She looked at me with teary eyes. ''Won't you come back?''

Something heavy deep inside her heart broke my heart. 'Please don't leave me alone.'

''I won't leave you alone.'' The words spilled out of my mouth before I had time to think.

''Heh,'' and that was the fox.

I am missing him so much that it makes it hard to breathe. Some of this chapter is inspired by real people.

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