A second then another and Victoria felt unbelievably soft bed under her body. It was so soft that at the first second the girl thought that she was still falling down. The demon hanged over her, and his miraculous kisses distracted her from thinking of falling.

‘It’s so unusual to embrace the woman who manages to think of something else expect me…’

‘My love,’ Victoria said quietly, ‘I’m in the bed, made of the black feather bed, the softest one I have ever felt in my entire life. There’s a man above me, the most handsome and exquisite whom I have ever met. The man, whom I felt the most beautiful and even painful feeling called love. This man is a demon. Now I’m in the place which I have never believed to exist, I refused it and mocked those who tried just to give a hint about it. And I think it’s ok that I’m not really ready to be relaxed and think of only you.’

With light smile on his lips, silently with no interrupting Kharon was listening to another confession of the girl and at first, he realized that he needed to answer something. His answer had to be something that Victoria had never heard and would never hear in her life.

‘I’ll tell you the truth, love, I don’t feel hesitation when I’m in unfamiliar places…’

‘I don’t dou…’

‘Wait,’ he gave the girl a short kiss to interrupt her speech. ‘I have something to tell you.’

He ran his finger over his shirt, and it unbuttoned itself. Vic tried not to look at what Kharon was doing not to convince herself again that she had a common sense. Her chest heaved and all the same her nervous stretched too thin. In addition, the demon’s touches made her yield to the temptation.

‘Once I heard a thought in our mind, more precisely it was a desire to be the only one…’ the demon undid the button of her jeans.

She numbly looked at what Kharon was doing. She could close her eyes and switch off her mind as she did before as she was scared a bit. The man pulled off the shirt burning the girl with the flames of his eyes.

‘I’m not a virgin, no.’ He tore the jeans off her. ‘But thanks to you I realized that not only virgins can have the only one.’

‘Kharon…’

‘You’re so absolutely irredeemable listener. Stop interrupting, will you?’

Victoria silently looked at the demonic creature’s eyes and a pleasant shiver ran over her body, taking out the excitement of her depth of the subconsciousness.

‘You’re the only one woman for my entire existence who dared to give her soul to Lucifer to be with me, having known that your chances are critically small to have what you want.’

Here Victoria started forgetting where she was. Her own location wasn’t an interesting issue especially when Kharon was doing magic over her body with his lips, hands and words.

‘You’re the only one human woman whom I shared my sexual skills with in reality and having experienced it I feel more power in thousand times. You’re the only one who is so close to me and still alive. You’re the only one who became the only one…’

For a second the demon stopped speaking and with a mystery on his face studied the girl, the surprise and joy ripping out of her heart.

‘You’re the only one woman…a human who’s lying in this bed…’

Kharon kissed her neck…

For several seconds before falling into the mutual feelings giving Victoria thought that she saw a lower part of the wing… as black as ink, shone and trying to embrace her.

Having realized her energies and getting back a mad enjoyment Vic was sleeping with no moves in bed. The demon in unbuttoned shirt was staying and thinking nearby the window. He had a serious reason to think.

‘Good morning, Kharon!’ A low black creature appeared behind him with legs of some hoofed animal, with human head and body but with lion tail and cow horns.

The demon didn’t even turn. He’d been waiting for that person.

‘The Lord’s waiting for you… At his apartment!’ the creature told, stamped with its hoof and disappeared.

Kharon took a sigh and went away from the window. Very quietly he came into the room where Victoria was sleeping. He sat on the edge of the bed, combed the ginger tips of her hair behind her ears that chaotically ran down her face. Vic was lying on her stomach, hands were under the pillow, and the blanket covered her legs.

‘I hope you’re worth of it…’ Kharon whispered, snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Lucifer was sitting in his arm-chair at his unusual table. His hand held a feather writing something with impudent move, filling paper with mind-blowing burgundy colour. His countenance seemed to be neutral. He saw nothing but wrote something intently.

‘Lucifer!’ Kharon let his Lord know about his presence.

The Falling Angel stopped his fast writing and looked up at the guest. Then he jumped up, threw the feather on the table and then, looking at his Lord’s face Kharon assured himself again that when deuces came on behalf of Lucifer meant really bad news.

‘Did you take leave of senses?!’ Lucifer asked in an ominous low voice having come up to Kharon.

The demon was silent head bowed, looked down. So, what could he say?

‘You’d better not!’ Strong waning came. ‘Don’t even think you can pretend to be a fool with no understanding what I’m speaking about!’

‘Lucifer…’ the demon glanced at his friend.

He was angry and it was to put it mildly. Having known his Lord and friend for so many years Kharon guessed the reason of his indignation.

‘I’m waiting for the answer!’ Lucifer turned away from the demon, fixed his eyes upon the landscape behind the window.

‘I wanted to show my home and the place where we live.’

‘Kharon. My friend.’ Lucifer beseeched flew up to the demon again. ‘How did you ever get the absurd idea to bring the witch in hell? I’d not have told anything if she were a human! But the witch, Kharon… You’ve almost made a fatal mistake!’

‘Why?’ Kharon worried. ‘You told she’s not a threat.’

‘On the earth.’ The Lord’s voice sank almost to an ominous whisper. ‘On the earth no witch is threat for us. On the earth.’ Lucifer rolled his eyes, deeply inhaled and exhaled, having stared at Kharon’s scared face.

‘What’s the threat from her being here?’ Kharon asked almost in his mind.

‘First, your blindness with her in bed.’ Lucifer intently looked at the demon’s eyes. ‘Come on, turn on your logic, my friend. What usually happens? You take all energies from a woman. Totally. Do you? Do I recall right?’

‘Yes, you do.’

‘How are you feeling now?’ Lucifer frowned and glanced at Kharon being in puzzle.

‘At least strange.’ Kharon told the truth more than ever.

‘What strange?’

‘I am not feeling that strength which I usually get from Vic in bed…’

‘So,’ for a moment The Lord’s face was distorted with a slight smile.

‘I think I’m tired.’

‘You know why?’

‘No.’

‘Victoria can’t give away her energy at our home.’ Lucifer sat to the table, nervously touching the glass. ‘She’s alive. Do you understand? She’s not a demon neither a spirit not a deuce! She’s a human! Her energy stays with her. This alone wouldn’t have been a problem, if only she weren’t a witch. Witches have a great ability to accumulate. Do you know what it means?’

Kharon shook his head realizing all sudden interest and perfectly reasonable anger of his Lord.

‘Witches accumulate energies. Being with you in your bed where she emitted a colossal amount of energy, that was she who devoured it, not you!’

A zap broke through Kharon.

‘So,’ he quickly came up to Lucifer, ‘you wanna say that she kept her energy and took mine?!’

‘I don’t wanna say I’m already saying it!’ The Lord clasped him hard around the shoulder and grinned. ‘And now she’s much more powerful. Here is my bad too I must have told you and interfered, done anything but instead I silently watched… Inexcusable error!’