I thought Huitzilopochtli hadn't heard me, but then he went still and just lay above me; filled with coiled tension. I could feel the magic surging through his body; tingling and teasing my skin. His chest expanded against mine as he took a deep breath and then he released it, shuddering.

"Now, it's I who must ask for your forgiveness."He raised his head to look at me, and I stared at the crimson of his eyes as they swirled frantically. "The blood, when combined with lust, ...