Old enemies and I became raiders. After he lost his memory, he hugged me and called me madam

On our wedding night, my succubus craving cycle hit.

I lay on the bed, my face flushed with a shy blush, waiting for my husband, Julian Vance, to comfort me. But then, his first love, Seraphina Thorne, suddenly got dosed with an aphrodisiac.

He kicked open the bedroom door, yanking me off the bed. "Sera can't wait. You're a succubus, your body's tough, you can hold out a little longer." He paused, a dismissive wave of his hand. "Don't overthink it. If I don't help her, she'd be in absolute agony. Don't worry, you're still my only wife."