Souljacker

Lily O’Connell, a succubus, owns Lily Bound, an elite sex salon in the Blood Night District of Seattle. When a client is murdered in her house, a patch of skin missing from his chest, she knows there’s something evil afoot. Then comes the news that the Souljacker—a tattoo-artist-turned-vampire has escaped from an institution for criminally deranged Supernaturals. And he’s hunting and killing everyone he has ever inked.
With one of the Souljacker’s tattoos on her thigh and nowhere else to turn, Lily hires Archer Desmond, a chaos demon and PI, to help her track down the vampire before he finds her and her friends. But Lily didn’t plan to fall for Archer. And as the old tales say a succubus who falls in love will destroy the heart of the one she seeks to claim.
"Not that I was a true demon. No, I was fully Fae. Fae from the dark side, you might say. I was a denizen of the Winter Court, and the Hunt would always summon me, though. I was a succubus, and the chase was in my blood. The satyrs echoed their war cries, howling it up in the Underground. They came out to party when the Hunt was on the move, and I could feel their lust like a pulse, rippling through the air. Their hunger acted like an aphrodisiac, and I caught my breath, quivering from the cries of the wild boys. I wanted to join them, to get down and dirty with the boys of the ’hood. I hadn’t fed in a couple of days, and the thought of a muscular satyr with plenty of chi made me salivate."