24. Chapter

The musk of his body and mine is one scent. He kisses me, I match him with the same intensity, in the abyssal depths 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 through every part of me. It is the fire that needs the ice covering my labyrinths, it is the flame that I do not wish to go out. I don't want it to dim the heat. 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 doesn't matter now, what I experience is unmatched and if the price is being ruined, I take the risk anyway.

There is no savagery on his part. A whirlwind hits me, Aleksander is that natural disaster that destroys the little sanity I have left. His lips move over mine, the kiss is not rough, but it is still captivating and fiery.

My room is claimed by a guest, wishing that his stay does not come to an end.

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