The Succubus Wife Discovered Her Perfect Husband Wasn’t Human Either Chapter 04

The Succubus Wife Discovered Her Perfect Husband Wasn’t Human Either Chapter 04

My little pink tail shot out from under my dress, wiggling happily in the air like it had finally been set free.

Lucian’s face.

In my entire life.

No. I’d lived eighteen years, and I’d never seen anyone—any non-human—cycle through so many expressions in half a second.

Shock.

Blank.

Disbelief.

More shock.

Short-circuit.

And then something I couldn’t quite name. Something that looked a lot like “I’ve been starving for three months for absolutely nothing.”

He stared at my pink tail.

His gaze locked onto it like it was the only thing in the world.

His Adam’s apple bobbed hard.

“You—”

“I’m a succubus.”

I sat on the bed, arms crossed, pink tail swishing indignantly.

“And you’re an incubus, right?”

“…”

“So two non-humans spent three months pretending to be normal people?”

“…”

“I almost died. You know that?”

He stood there, speechless.

His expression wasn’t just cracked anymore.

It looked like his entire worldview had just exploded in his head.

And then that deep purple tail—

Spun out of control and wrapped around me again.

Not my ankle this time.

My waist.

Loop after loop, tightening like a starving creature finally seeing food and refusing to let go.

He didn’t even realize it at first.

When he looked down and saw his tail had coiled around me two and a half times, his face actually—flushed.

“…Sorry. It just—”

“Don’t.”

I said.

He froze.

“Don’t take it back.” I held his gaze. “I’ve been starving for three months. If you keep holding back, I’m actually going to die.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed again.

Those gold slit pupils locked onto me, something raw churning behind them.

Three months of restraint.

Finally cracking open.