Tales of the Crimson Succubus
Demon Skin
by Carmine

From head to toe Crimson Succubus wore leather that sparkled like the sanguine found on the most gruesome battlefields, and this alone made King Harald's member burn. Scarlet eyes widened and vast wings extended as she fell upon him, spreading leathery legs and easing him into her pliant walls.

Succubus surged, tightening her thighs and sinewy cheeks, the satin within sucking Harald's member deeper and deeper. Callused hands stroked her goatskin-covered frame until he exploded with an uncontrolled frenzy.

"Remove the costume," whispered Harald. "Let me see your true countenance."

Succubus rubbed her glistening body. "Lord, this is my skin."