The succubus seems to consider for a moment before answering, "A demon's true name is power, I'll not give you that.  But you may call me Eeca."<br/><br/>She sniffs the air and then presses her face close to you and inhales deeply, "I smell you on that man in there.  Does he belong to you?  Is he to be spared from my hunger?  I don't know how much you know about my kind young mage, but we hunger for two things, we need sex and we need souls to corrupt.  I don't actually consume the soul, I just wish to sully pureness."<br/><br/>She grins at you, "I can tell that you've already started down that path, a bit of succubus milk unless I miss my guess."<br/><br/>Eeca then runs her hands up her body, stopping at her breasts, she then squeezes them as she rolls her nipples between her fingers.  With a soft moan and sigh a light bead of milk forms at each breast.  She moans again, louder and more pleasurably, "Would you like a taste straight from the source?  It's much more potent."