CHAPTER 45. SUPERNATURAL LUST
ELODIE'S POV
My brain shutters accusingly, struggling to process the visual data flooding my optic nerves. I lie on the bed, my body a trembling arc of need, arching my back instinctively into the rough, alien skin of the Entity now hovering over me.
He is no longer a concept, a whisper in the dark recesses of my mind. He is manifested in the flesh.
My hands cling around his neck, desperate for purchase, and my palms register the texture instantly—it’s not skin. It’s scales. Hard, overlapping, and warm with an infernal heat.
He pulls my entire body towards him, his strength absolute. I feel the smooth, relentless pistoning of his hips into me, driving me backward into the mattress. I arch my back further into him, my eyes already locked on the monstrosity
