Lavender's anger towards Malachi quickly shifted into pure terror. Her body felt paralyzed in fear as it sunk in. It all made sense now. This wasn't Malachi holding her down. It was Nicodemus. It didn't work. She didn't send him back to hell. She sent him into her husband's body instead. This was the worse thing he could do to her. Malachi was trapped inside and it was all her fault.
There was no way she was going to lay still and enjoy it. It would be like making Malachi watch her have sex with another man. He was probably going to kill her anyways so she had to fight back. She pushed up again trying to wiggle out from under his grip, but was unsuccessful. The only thing she could do was use her knee to get him where it counted. She hesitated for a moment because it was still Malachi's body. Would he feel it? Not having another choice, she jerked her knee up hard between his legs. "Go to hell," she said as she did it.