Free Aztec Gold by Caridad Piñeiro

dragging another strong contraction from inside her.
    “ Amor , that feels so good. Do it again,” she said as he shifted to her other breast and repeated the action. Bit it playfully before covering her nipple with his lips and sucking more intensely.
    She closed her eyes as her body shook from the force of her passion and concentrated on caressing him as he nestled within her, her muscles tightening and releasing around him. Each deep contraction heightened her passion until she had to move against him once more, drawing the length of him in and out of her. Rousing ardor with each determined stroke.
    He continued pleasuring her breasts with his mouth, but transferred his hands to her hips, helping her set a rhythm as she rode him. Her movements growing more hurried and more demanding as she neared the end of her restraint.
    When he bit the tip of her breast, the nip of his teeth sharp yet pleasurable, she relinquished that hard fought control. With an exultant cry of his name, her climax exploded through her body, leaving her shaking in his arms. His erection still hard and buried deep within her.
    Rafe rose up and kissed her, then wiped away the tears on her face.
    She hadn’t realized it, but she was crying. Overwhelmed by the reality that he was there beside her. Alive and quite obviously well, but different.
    “ Amor , sssh. No regrets tonight,” he pleaded as he helped her lie down facing him, her one leg draped over his thigh as he remained nestled within her.
    No regrets tonight, she thought. The regrets would come tomorrow, because she was certain they would argue about her staying with him.
    She forced those thoughts from her mind, not wanting hurt and anger to impinge on what was happening. On the wonder that she always experienced in his arms and that he shared with her.
    Rafe kissed her once again, the kiss one of invitation. Tender. Slow. Requesting entry into her mouth as his tongue danced with hers and he shifted his hips to deepen his penetration.
    Only he didn’t move, seemingly content to rest within her warmth as much as she liked the fullness of him there, satisfying her. Keeping her joined to him in the most intimate of ways while he cherished her mouth with his. Used his hands to treasure her breasts, his actions tarried as he drew her ever upward into passion yet again.
    Her release this time was deliciously delayed as pleasure washed over her in wave after wave until only little ripples lingered throughout her body.
    It was then that he finally loosened his command and with a few short determined thrusts, groaned as he climaxed, but he still didn’t withdraw from her.
    Rafe drew her close and twined his legs with hers, content to linger both within her and next to her. Their bodies nearly one as every possible inch of skin remained in contact while they lay there.
    His hand stroked her back, a lazy up and down meant to soothe, but disquiet was rising up in her faster than she wished.
    Covering one of the scars on his shoulder with her hand, she said, “I won’t leave in the morning, even though that’s what you want.”
    He sighed the way a parent might when faced with an obstinate child and slipped his hand beneath her chin. Tipping her face up with gentle pressure, he said, “We’ll discuss this in the morning.”
    “Discussion usually means that two people will actually exchange ideas, but I don’t get the sense that’s what you plan.”
    He chuckled and laid a finger against her lips. “Can you do one thing for me?”
    “Only one?” she teased, arching a brow.
    “Cyn-ful, chica . I can think of at least a dozen things we will do later tonight—”
    “But you want to do something else right now and it has nothing to do with me and you and this awful army cot.”
    “Correct,” he said with a nod.
    “So what do you need me to do?” she asked, brushing back an errant lock that had fallen forward.
    “I need you to help me find a way to kill Eztli Etalpalli.”

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