I had no idea why the panicked witches marked me at first.
But it didn't take me long to realize I'd been sacrificed to assuage the hunger of an insatiable incubus.
A man sentenced to haunt the Earth as a demon with a ravening hunger for human women.
He won't leave me alone.
How can I escape someone whom I can't even see until he's inside me. I can't touch until he's already feeling me.
No one can see him but me.
I can't make him stop.
And the longer this goes on the less sure I am that I want it to.