Review: My Fair Succubi (The Succubus Diaries #3 by Jill Myles

 

IT SUCKS TO BE HER.

Living as a succubus has a bit of a learning curve, but with sexy fallen angel Noah to scratch her sensual Itch, Jackie Brighton is finally starting to feel ahead of the game. She almost doesn’t miss her gorgeous vampire master Zane—or his sinful, teasing mouth. She’s trying to convince herself of that, anyway.

But Jackie’s past mistakes catch up with her, spinning her life out of control once more. Just as her friend Remy’s inner demon comes out to play, Noah and Jackie are arrested by the angelic Serim Council. When Jackie seizes the chance to escape, she falls right into Zane’s waiting arms.

As she’s pulled into a game of cat and mouse between vampires and angels, she finds she must also choose between the two men in her life. Can she decide between Noah and Zane, or will she lose everything she’s ever wanted? Because there’s more at stake than just her heart. . . .

My Review:

In the third installment of The Succubus Diaries, we find Jackie and Noah at an archeological dig in Mexico where Jackie is excited at finally finding some artifacts. She goes to share her news with Noah, only to find out Noah has some important news of his own: a turquoise box with a ring in it! Tiffany’s!

Instead of being excited – like a normal girl – Jackie is filled with a sense of dread at Noah’s marriage proposal. Disappointed in her reaction, Noah leaves. As Jackie stuffs her face with Pop Tarts, she spots a painting of a girl dated from 1506 among Noah’s things. Oh, did I mention this girl looks identical to her before she was transformed to a succubus?

Before Jackie can think too much on it, she gets a call from Remy – or who she thinks is Remy. It’s not long before Joachim reveals himself, letting Jackie know the evil spirit has taken hold of Remy once more.

Jackie quickly moves to action, snagging her passport, the picture, and Noah’s ring, and sets out to rescue her friend. But as soon as she steps outside, she realizes she’s in a lot of trouble of her own. Apparently it was against the supernatural rules for Jackie to be created and Noah is taken prisoner to be judged by his kind.

We meet a new supernatural in My Fair Succubi – Ethan, who’s an Enforcer (a Nephilim created from the union of an angel and a succubus). They are gifted with supernatural strength and never sleep, making them the perfect guardians of the angels.

Finally, Noah and Jackie learn their fate. Noah is punished with having to do 100 tasks the angels give him – a form of slavery, while Jackie is sentenced to death, unless she agrees to carry a child for one of the angels. Jackie turns the offer down, but after using her talents to get free, she strikes a deal with the archangel Gabriel. He will let her go if she gives him Joachim’s halo. How she gets it out of Remy is her problem, but he will reward her with a boon (a wish) if she is successful.

Jackie agrees and sets out with Ethan’s help to rescue Noah. When Jackie finally finds Noah, he is so far out of it from need that Noah basically turns into a Dom, and engages in a super HOTTT scene with Jackie. How hotttt was it? It was so hottt, I made a new Book Category: Hot Read and I couldn’t resist making a new badge for this category as well:

Finally, the ‘Obey Your Master’ command function every succubus is susceptible to comes into play and I loved it! Jackie enjoys it as well, but after all is said and done, Noah tells her that he can’t go with her. Jackie leaves with Ethan, who even though he is a great fighter, he is also very naïve and a complete virgin. LOL Enforcers feed on good deeds – which is entirely up to the eyes of the beholder – so their naivety can be a disadvantage sometimes.

So now that she’s on her own, who does Jackie call for help? Yup, she calls Zane. She meets up with Zane at a dance and since the Vampire Queen also wants the halo, the queen commands Zane and another one of her vampires, Caleb, (who will keep a close eye on them) to the task. 

So begins a rollercoaster ride of non-stop action and hottt sexy scenes Jackie shares with Noah and Zane, making this book the best of the series for me. There are so many twists and turns, poor Jackie can’t hold onto a wish she’d like to see come true as there are so many problems thrown her way.

On top of everything else, there’s a guarded secret everyone seems to be in on regarding the painting Jackie finds of her doppelganger. You’ll never guess the truth behind it. All of this is wrapped up with one GREAT big twist Gabriel unleashes on Jackie at the end you’ll never see coming!

Plus, the love triangle is resolved in this book and we learn who Jackie really loves. It was so hard to read for me because both men have given up SO MUCH for her, I don’t understand how Jackie could choose between them. Ugh! I can’t believe I still can’t decide! :)

I can’t wait to find out what’s next!

“Noah?” I whispered. “Noah, are you all right?”

No response. His hand clenched and then unclenched slowly, so I knew he was awake. Worry shot through me, momentarily overriding my lust.

“Noah?”

“Leave me,” he said in a harsh voice.

What on earth was he talking about? I stared at him, puzzled, then moved inside. The heavy door shut behind me, locking automatically, and I clutched the badge close. “Noah, are you all right? I’m here to get you out of here. We have to escape.”

He shook his head slowly.

This was getting ridiculous. I moved to his side and went to touch his shoulder. “Come on, Noah.”

Before I could touch it, his hand whipped out and trapped mine by the wrist. The angelic word burned into my flesh hurt like a bitch. Before I could complain, he moved forward and leaned in close to my hand. Sniffed it.

Exhaled sharply. “I smell two other men on you,” he said, his voice a low growl.

What in the world? I tried to jerk my hand out of his. “Noah, I didn’t sleep with anyone. You’re jumping to conclusions.”

He tilted his head back and finally looked at me. The expression on his face was raw with need. His eyes were so deep a blue that they glowed in the dark, and the set of his jaw was unyielding.

“Tell me who I smell.”

A command. Oh great, we were going to play this game? I tried to jerk my hand out of his as I answered. “Ariel and Ethan, probably.”

His eyes darkened, his expression barely controlled.

“Don’t be an ass, Noah.” Oh lord, even his being batshit crazy was turning me on. I could feel my panties growing damp, felt the flesh of my sex begin to heat. “Nothing happened.”

“Your scent. You took two others for your need?” He slowly raised to his feet, not releasing my wrist from his death grip. His eyes were glowing blue slits of anger. “They brought me a woman and I refused her. Refused, because I wished to stay loyal to you.” His voice was hoarse with anger, brimming with barely restrained force. His eyes seemed to flash purple with hunger and need. He was beyond rational thought.

“Noah, don’t do this,” I said in a husky voice. Do it, do it, my body was screaming. My sex was wet and slick with heat, and my breath was coming in small, excited pants. We didn’t have time to stop and feed our needs, yet I couldn’t wait to get him alone in private. My libido was off the charts at the moment.

He stared at me with those insanely dark eyes, and leaned in and gently bit at the flesh of my palm, as if tasting me.

My knees went weak. “Noah—”

“Kneel.”

Compulsion gripped me and I descended to the floor with a thump, staring up at him in a mix of confusion, dread, and sexual excitement. My hand slid up to his belt. “Noah?”

His hand caressed my cheek, but the eyes that stared into mine weren’t focused in rational thought. The bluish-purple mix of wildness and emotion was impossible to resist.

I’d never seen Noah like this. Always calm, always logical and rational, never lacking control over anything in his daily life—this Noah was a stranger to me.

It excited and titillated me. My eyes were level with his cock, a tantalizing suggestion that was lost on neither of us. My hand slid down from his belt, brushing across the front of his jeans. He still wore the black polo and jeans he’d been captured in, and I found the smell of salt and sweat and man intoxicating.

His fingers brushed my cheek again, that lust-driven madness in his eyes not abating. “Put your cheek to the floor.”

I blinked, startled at both the command and the pulse of desire that shot through me. Helpless to do anything but obey, I leaned forward until my cheek lay against the cold cement. Still kneeling, it made an awkward position, my rounded ass now angled high in the air.

“Noah?” I asked again, nearly writhing at the thought of him standing over me, staring at my presented ass. The thought was delicious and I couldn’t help but fixate on it. “Talk to me.”

“No talking,” he said harshly.

My throat locked up and no words would come out. Al righty then. I wasn’t in the mood for talking much anyhow, and Noah didn’t seem to be, either.

His hands gripped my flesh through the shorts, palms resting on my ass cheeks. I gave a small whimper of anticipation, but he merely kneaded me through the clothing for a moment. Then he ripped at the shorts until the string-tie belt ripped in half, and pulled them down to my knees.

The breath shuddered out of me.

The sane, logical part of me thought that I should dislike the bold, almost dismissive treatment, but this new, wild, and barely controlled Noah was making me wetter than I’d ever been. It was a major turn-on to a body that was already on the edge of losing its grip on reality.

I closed my eyes and let the sensations take over me. Shivers swept over my skin as my panties swept down my legs next, pooling around my knees like my shorts. My palms pressed against the cold concrete next to my cheek, waiting. My pulse had slowed to a low throb through my overheated flesh, making each second of anticipation that much greater.

Then, when I thought I wouldn’t be able to stand it any longer, I felt Noah grasp my now-bare ass, kneading it again.

My breath sucked in.

 

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