-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- His dark clay hands slipped onto my already moist skin, following the trail of rough kisses he'd left. My mind clouded with pleasure as he grinded his hips to mine, chuckling huskily in my ear. "You are the light that challenges me," he whispered, his voice grainy and deep. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Atlas was a relatively normal 27 year old man, with two adopted sons and a beautiful girlfriend. He'd always wanted a little excitement in his life, so until he met Pako, King of Darkness, he never imagined he would get it. What will happen when Atlas finally faces the heart-fluttering exhaustion of 'excitement'? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------