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Chapter 3
Chapter three:
Lowering Anacoana onto his bed, his lips sought her soft neck, he savored the sweet taste of her skin, his hands traveling upon every inch of her bare body which he himself took the liberty of stripping the cloths from.
With every feel the tips of his slender fingers felt of her, it brought him closer and closer to full arousal, the scent of her, the taste, and the feel….he wondered how he ever looked at her without making this offer before.
As his arousal grew he heard her gasp and he felt her tense up.” What’s wrong?” he asked her with a wicked smirk, his naked well toned body still reclined her naked body under the sheets. His right hand caressing her long silk like black hair, his lips brushed against her forehead. His other hand went to hold her wrists firmly, lest to felt the need to back down and change her mind.
But he found that he didn’t need to force anything upon her as she gestured for him to go ahead and enter her virgin opening. She moved herself closer to his erection, coaxing him to get it over with. It was then Tzekel roughly entered her.
Anacoana called out in pain, Tzekel reacted by quickly covering her mouth with his hand, his light brown eyes watched as tears of pain and agony ran down the twenty year old woman’s cheeks and face.
“ Don’t worry…the pain will pass soon Anacoana.” Upon finishing he moved even deeper into he, causing her to call out in pain again as his hand lifted from her mouth.
“ So tight.” He moaned in pure ecstasy as the virginal blood ran along his shaft while he moved in and out of her.
“ Tzekel Kan!” Anacoana called out, unsure if it was out of pain or the wave of pleasure which washed over her.
“ Anacoana” He moaned back his eyes closed in shear bliss, after one last moan and thrust he shuddered and emptied his hot seed into her warm , tight, wetness.
After moments when he finally caught his breath, he he gently pulled himself out of her and back on his knees to give her some room to breath and grasp what had just passed between them. Anacoana only huddled her knees up to her chest and sobbed against them. Feeling violated, she had been backed into a corner and taken advantage of this Tzekel Kan realized and knew he would never be rid of this night…….
So the men of Cortez could drink at a local tavern, they chained Tzekel Kan in some near by stables , hungry , tired, and alone with only himself. Or so he thought…until only did he lifted his eyes and head to the sound of a child’s voice.
When he looked up he saw the light brown eyes of that same little girl he regarded into the streets earlier that afternoon. “ You are a newcomer.” The little girl pointed out as she knelt down closer to him.
Tzekel stared at her and found it in him to lightly smile back at her,” Cant put anything passed you.” He responded.
“ What are you doing here?” The little girl asked, reaching in her little apron.
“ What do you think child? I’m a prisoner.” He answered then noticed she brought out a little sharp object. And watched in silence as she slid it into the shackles on his wrists. And when she gave a few movements and twists of her hand, one shackle dropped from him.
Quickly he took the chance as the little girl handed the pick to him, he in turn used that to un lock his other wrist and ankles. Once freed he first rubbed his sore ankles and wrists and stood up. The little girl smiled still and stood up straight to him she reached about thigh high.
“Uh…thank you….” He muttered.
“Yep my mother would have done the same for another stranger.” She turned and handed him a blanket.
“ What is this?” He asked regarding the old blanket oddly.
“ Do you want to get caught again?” She asked.” Come, I’m taking you home with my, mother and father would want to meet you. “
Tzekel didn’t think much on it he would rather trust a child then become bound again to those sold heavy shackles. So he wrapped the blanket around him and over his head so it looked like a hooded cloak.
“ What did you say your name was child?” He asked her.
“ I didn’t its Necahaul. “ She said and turned to let him follow her. Tzekel Kan left the barn with her, the name Necahaul as he recalled was not a Spanish name it had remembered hearing a few names like that in Eldorado…and as he put two and two together he realized he was not the only Aztec in Spain.
Lowering Anacoana onto his bed, his lips sought her soft neck, he savored the sweet taste of her skin, his hands traveling upon every inch of her bare body which he himself took the liberty of stripping the cloths from.
With every feel the tips of his slender fingers felt of her, it brought him closer and closer to full arousal, the scent of her, the taste, and the feel….he wondered how he ever looked at her without making this offer before.
As his arousal grew he heard her gasp and he felt her tense up.” What’s wrong?” he asked her with a wicked smirk, his naked well toned body still reclined her naked body under the sheets. His right hand caressing her long silk like black hair, his lips brushed against her forehead. His other hand went to hold her wrists firmly, lest to felt the need to back down and change her mind.
But he found that he didn’t need to force anything upon her as she gestured for him to go ahead and enter her virgin opening. She moved herself closer to his erection, coaxing him to get it over with. It was then Tzekel roughly entered her.
Anacoana called out in pain, Tzekel reacted by quickly covering her mouth with his hand, his light brown eyes watched as tears of pain and agony ran down the twenty year old woman’s cheeks and face.
“ Don’t worry…the pain will pass soon Anacoana.” Upon finishing he moved even deeper into he, causing her to call out in pain again as his hand lifted from her mouth.
“ So tight.” He moaned in pure ecstasy as the virginal blood ran along his shaft while he moved in and out of her.
“ Tzekel Kan!” Anacoana called out, unsure if it was out of pain or the wave of pleasure which washed over her.
“ Anacoana” He moaned back his eyes closed in shear bliss, after one last moan and thrust he shuddered and emptied his hot seed into her warm , tight, wetness.
After moments when he finally caught his breath, he he gently pulled himself out of her and back on his knees to give her some room to breath and grasp what had just passed between them. Anacoana only huddled her knees up to her chest and sobbed against them. Feeling violated, she had been backed into a corner and taken advantage of this Tzekel Kan realized and knew he would never be rid of this night…….
So the men of Cortez could drink at a local tavern, they chained Tzekel Kan in some near by stables , hungry , tired, and alone with only himself. Or so he thought…until only did he lifted his eyes and head to the sound of a child’s voice.
When he looked up he saw the light brown eyes of that same little girl he regarded into the streets earlier that afternoon. “ You are a newcomer.” The little girl pointed out as she knelt down closer to him.
Tzekel stared at her and found it in him to lightly smile back at her,” Cant put anything passed you.” He responded.
“ What are you doing here?” The little girl asked, reaching in her little apron.
“ What do you think child? I’m a prisoner.” He answered then noticed she brought out a little sharp object. And watched in silence as she slid it into the shackles on his wrists. And when she gave a few movements and twists of her hand, one shackle dropped from him.
Quickly he took the chance as the little girl handed the pick to him, he in turn used that to un lock his other wrist and ankles. Once freed he first rubbed his sore ankles and wrists and stood up. The little girl smiled still and stood up straight to him she reached about thigh high.
“Uh…thank you….” He muttered.
“Yep my mother would have done the same for another stranger.” She turned and handed him a blanket.
“ What is this?” He asked regarding the old blanket oddly.
“ Do you want to get caught again?” She asked.” Come, I’m taking you home with my, mother and father would want to meet you. “
Tzekel didn’t think much on it he would rather trust a child then become bound again to those sold heavy shackles. So he wrapped the blanket around him and over his head so it looked like a hooded cloak.
“ What did you say your name was child?” He asked her.
“ I didn’t its Necahaul. “ She said and turned to let him follow her. Tzekel Kan left the barn with her, the name Necahaul as he recalled was not a Spanish name it had remembered hearing a few names like that in Eldorado…and as he put two and two together he realized he was not the only Aztec in Spain.