Lost Succubus

I always knew there was something wrong with me. Something just a little off, not quite right.

I have this... addiction that started when I was younger and stumbled across my mother's back-massager. That wonderful, magical tool became my new best friend. Until that need stopped being satisfied.

It's uncontrollable, untamed, and completely unstoppable. So I stopped trying to fight it and learned to embrace it.

I was perfectly happy with my lonely little life of destruction, until three men showed up and showed me a whole new world.

But this isn't a fairy tale and there are no flying carpets.

My mother always told me I was going to hell. Turns out, she was right.

They're not even human; they say I'm not either.

This is a reverse harem fantasy romance with explicit open door spice.

Triggers and warnings:

Cannibalism (eat your heart out)

Accidental exhibitionism (whoops)

Explicit non-con (to protect her)

Somnophilia (sweet dreams)

Murder (bad guys)

Death (it happens)

Sex with stepfather (briefly mentioned)

Gun (best friend bracelet)

Biting (yummy)

Genital mutilation (it grows back)

Religion (funny take)

Lots and lots of explicit sex (yay)