Chapter 22

• Chapter: "Angel And Demon"
• The musk of your body and mine is one scent. He kisses me, I equalize it with the same intensity, in the abyssal of his depth I do not touch the bottom, I float, I fly, but I know that I will fall at any moment. I find nothing more satisfying than the magic of his touch burning in every part of me. It is the fire that the ice needs to cover my labyrinths, it is the flame that I do not wish to go out. I don't want it to dim the heat. The flare that he lights wobbles me, the pleasure that the act produces arches me, I moan without stopping. And his name flows from my lips, the name of my antithesis, of the night and the shadow determined to overshadow, destroy and blind.
• But ... That does not matter now, what I experience is unmatched and if the price is to be left in ruins, I take a risk anyway.