Of Course!

Much to the bewilderment of your men, you step forward and walk towards the lusty succubus. One of them puts his hand on your shoulder, "Sir? Are you all right?"

You nod, "Yes, I'm fine. You may let go of me." which he obediently does. The succubus watches you eagerly as you walk up to stand in front of her and she steps down to greet you. She grins as you eye her large breasts. "Go ahead, Your Majesty. You may touch."

Excited by the prospect, you slide your hands across her breasts, paying special attention to her stiff nipples with release a moan of approval from the horny demon. Then her expression changes, "Unfortunately, You have brought too many witnesses for us to be even more intimate. Consider you touching me a gift to a dead king."

You only have a moment to process what she just said before you feel a sharp pain in your chest. You don't see where she draws the knife from, but you do feel it pierce your heart. Your heart throbs throb a few times before stopping. You collapse to the ground, vision fading, never to wake again.