INCUBUS
CHAPTER 1
ARIA
I was so f*****g frustrated.
My fingers weren’t enough anymore. Nothing was.
I tried again anyway flat on my back, the room dim, sweat sticking to my skin. My thighs trembled as I reached down, dildo already slick, already pushed halfway in.
“f**k,” I whispered, lifting my hips to meet it.
My eyes rolled back as I rode it slowly. I imagined hands — not mine. Lips. Teeth. A voice telling me what to do. I wanted something rough.
But it was just me.
Always me.
Always alone.
I pushed deeper. Moaned louder. My hand worked faster, chasing an orgasm I wasn’t sure would come.
Then I did.
Hard.
But empty.
Hollow.
I pulled the dildo out with a hiss and flopped onto my side, catching my breath.
Nothing ever felt like enough. Not anymore.
Not since the dreams s
