A Devilish Drink

The smell of the succubus' blood is intoxicating, it's the only thing you can think of anymore. Instinct takes over and you rush to her with inhuman speed and bite down on her breast. She lets out a moan as you greedily suck down the demonic blood, at first it is hot to a painful degree but the more you drink the more you adjust and the better it tastes. You never realized just how cold you were until that warmth spreads into you and throughout your body. You release her from your bite with a satisfied sigh, feeling her blood's warmth throughout you.

"That was wonderful..." You say in a dream-like daze as you look to the succubus, you can just make out a black liquid dribbling from her sex.

"You're not so bad for a bloodsucker either, Red." The two of you lock eyes, something about the blood pumping in you makes her seem even more attractive. "Such a wonderful glow you have now..."

"What are you talking about?" You ask as you look between her and the other succubus standing behind you with a lusty smirk. You don't look any different, but that warmth still burns inside you.

"Doesn't the warmth, the heat, feel good? Don't you wish you could follow your own will instead of being **** to some hunk of dead meat?" The two succubi circle you again as they speak.

"This house holds so many possibilities, you can be more than just another bloodthirsty corpse. Drink deeply of us and ascend to something new, something free." You don't know what the '****' talk is about but the thought of drinking more of your new ambrosia causes your satiated thirst to rise again, especially as the succubi draw more of their blood with their claws.