In the series was shown Zorro started flirting with Victoria from the time he flew into the pueblo using a kite. That was not a very clever move Diego. You put yourself right out of the game.
What if Diego had been more reserved as Zorro? Had Diego then had a better chance to capture Victoria's heart? She seemed impressed by him when he came into the tavern for the first time as Diego.

This is the M-rated version of one of the chapters and belongs to my story 'Another beginning'. You can find the story on this site under the T-rated stories.

I do not own any of the characters.

My thanks to PamZ. Her transcripts contribute significantly to the creation of this story.

Every word you recognize from the series isn't mine.

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Chapter 30

Victoria woke up with a smile on her face. She hadn't slept this well in ages. Diego lay beside her, his arm possessively wrapped around her waist.

Diego had stayed with her.

They had talked late into the night, expressing things that should have been said months ago.

Around five o'clock, they had both woken up and quietly snuck into the kitchen, both feeling hungry. Victoria insisted that Diego show her the cave, despite the early hour. They had breakfast there, as Diego gave her a tour. Afterward, he suggested going back to bed.

Although she protested because it was past seven, and she would normally be up by then, Diego didn't listen. "The doctor prescribed bed rest for both of us," he had said.

"I feel fine," she answered, laughing as Diego pulled her back into her room. For the first time, the large bed seemed to invite her to relax and enjoy the soft pillows and luxurious bedding.

Diego had written a note to Felipe, requesting not to be disturbed, and then, it seemed that she had fallen back asleep.

Diego wasn't asleep. His eyes were open, and he was focused on her.

"What time is it?" she asked in a sleepy voice.

"It's time for a siesta," Diego replied, gently stroking Victoria's upper arm. For the past hour, he had relished the privilege of watching his sleeping wife.

Victoria turned her head enough to see the clock. "Eleven o'clock is not siesta time," she reprimanded him.

"It almost is." He planted a kiss on her shoulder and whispered, to distract her, "You're beautiful. Very beautiful,"

Hands searched for warmth from the other.

The thin fabric of her nightgown engulfed Diego's broad chest. Victoria held her breath. She longed for his touch.

Through the fabric, his thumbs caressed her nipples. It was evident that both nipples had become erect.

"So very beautiful."

His caresses were rewarded with an audible moan of pleasure.

Diego uttered, "May I see you?"

Victoria pushed down the wide collar and pulled an arm out of the sleeve.

Diego had to swallow several times at the sight of her bare breasts. Gasping for air, he struggled to catch his breath.

"Perfection."

He had caressed the soft curves before. He knew how perfectly they filled his hands. It had always been dark when he lay in bed with Victoria, having only dim moonlight to light the room. Cotton had covered her skin. Now he saw her in daylight for the first time. A moan escaped his throat at the sight of so much beauty. He couldn't resist the temptation to taste her skin.

Victoria gasped as Diego for the first time closed his mouth around one of her nipples and began to suck lightly on it. It almost felt sinful. She closed her eyes as an unexpected wave of pleasure washed over her. "Diego," she tried, but all sound coming out of her throat turned into an unintelligible moan as he sucked the nipple deeper into his mouth and massaged her other nipple between his fingers.

Her nipples grew painfully hard, and she hoped he wouldn't stop.

Her fingers clawed at his hair.

Diego was kissing the creamy flesh of her breast with his mouth. He couldn't stop.

Victoria embraced his face, and their eyes met. "I love you," she said imploringly.

He continued to hold her gaze as he gently caressed the moist nipple with his thumb.

"Querida, allow me to admire you, touch you, love you."

Unable to speak, Victoria nodded and raised her arms slightly. A second later, a white piece of cotton flew across the bedroom.

No one had ever seen her naked before. Victoria suppressed the hint of embarrassment and the urge to cross her arms.

"Breathtaking," Diego whispered before kissing her again, this time landing a tender kiss on a sensitive spot near her collarbone.

The touches were feathery light, and very tender. His hands wandered over her upper body, and his mouth followed the path of the throbbing vein in her neck before slipping further and further down. Not a single spot was missed.

The touches were so intense that Victoria held her breath.

Diego cupped her buttocks with his hands. He squeezed and lifted her lower body slightly.

He circled his tongue around her navel, tracing a wet trail further down, before beginning to caress the insides of her thighs with his mouth.

Victoria blushed. This was defintaly sinful. It felt to delicious.

"Diego," Victoria groaned excitedly, leaning on her elbows.

It was outrageous. It was thrilling and felt fantastic. Victoria couldn't even think of another thing. More than ever, she wanted to feel Diego's touch and his kisses.

Her hands clenched his hair as Diego scraped his teeth across the skin of her inner thighs. It was exquisite.

Panting heavily, Victoria wiggled herself down until her mouth was level with his again.

Hungry, she pressed her mouth onto his for another scorching kiss.

His lips parted, and she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Diego didn't try to stop her, he pulled her closer instead.

Her breasts were crushed against his muscular chest. Victoria didn't care, finally getting what her body had been crying out for.

She then complained, gasping for breath, as the contact between their lips was broken.

Diego kissed her cheek and then reclaimed her lips once more. He took her lower lip between his teeth and bit it softly.

Victoria ran her fingers down his back. The sensation of him gently biting her lip overwhelmed her. Victoria dug her fingernails deep into his back.

In a desperate attempt to get closer to Diego, Victoria arched her back even more, wrapped her legs around his hips, and crossed her ankles.

The friction between his penis and her vagina caused her to scream with desire.

Diego embraced her shoulders and rolled her over until she straddled him, her hands clutching his chest. He held her hips tightly.

"Querida, You are beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful."

Victoria brushed away some sweat-soaked strands of hair from her face.

Her hips moved of their own accord, seeking friction. It felt so nice.

Her labia felt warm, inviting, and moist.

"Victoria," Diego moaned, not knowing how much longer he could contain himself. "I love you."

Oh, how good it felt. Diego's touches were everywhere. His blue eyes seemed to shoot sparks.

Victoria wanted to touch him, kiss him the way he caressed her with his lips.

He kissed her mouth as passionately as she had. Not a slow and languid kiss, but one where he sucked the air out of her lungs as his lips demanded more contact. Their teeth clashed, and Victoria bit his lip.

Diego welcomed every bit of pain she could inflict on him. It was an affirmation of a mutual desire for restrained passion that refused to be curbed any longer. The kiss was short, much shorter than he would have liked, but as he tried to catch her mouth again, his wife sat up, grabbed the hem of his nightshirt, and urged him to take it off.

Diego sat up as soon as he realized what she was up to. He helped Victoria tear off the bothersome garment. Both were relieved when the shirt finally gave up and tore.

Victoria paled when she saw his back and chest, which brought her back to reality. Several large bruises made it clear that it had been a hard fall. "I could have lost you," she said softly.

"I am fine." Tenderly, Diego stroked a strand of hair from her face and kissed away the tear on her cheek. Her eyes got watery. "Mi querida, if I had allowed that to happen, I would have given up on our love." he whispered against her lips before pressing them together in another passionate kiss.

Stopping had given Diego a bit of time to recompose. And think of something. "We better stop. The baby..."

Victoria shook her head and started rubbing her hands over his shoulders. "Is fine. I've never felt better." Pushing wet kisses on places where her hands had been just before.

Diego moaned and somewhere found the strenght to hold back and utter. "So if I am fine, and you are fine..,"

"Diego, make love to me."

And with those words, all inhibitions vanished instantly.

His skin glistened with sweat, revealing fine black curls covering his chest and trailing down in the shape of an arrow.

All Diego could think about was her eager, willing, and beautiful naked body.

It was the first time he'd felt her weight on him, and in addition to all the excitement rushing through his bloodstream, it set his nerves on fire.

She surprised him by licking her tongue across his chest.

Her name was a faint moan as he first experienced what it felt like to have warm breath blown over a moist nipple. How could he ever have tried to withhold this from her? Believing making love without actual skin-to-skin contact was enough was a stupid thing to do. It would never even be close too enough. He had been an even bigger idiot than he thought.

Victoria enjoyed the freedom sitting on top gave her. Every caress, every touch that one of them made told the other of an irrepressible desire for physical contact, making the passion between them flare up even higher.

His hands were behind her back, short fingernails scraping her spine. She couldn't stand it any longer, and this time Victoria was sure that Diego wouldn't mind when she sat up again and took his penis in her hand.

Panting, she uttered, "Diego."

Diego nodded, helping her position him in front of her entrance. She was more than ready to receive him. As soon as his sensitive tip was embraced by her soft, damp walls, Diego knew for the first time ever he was where he belonged. He was, truly and in every way possible, one with her.

He had fantasized about this for nights on end. Never daring to hope he would get it. Never imagined it would be like this. He loved every second.

Every second in her presence had always been heavenly. Now that both knew they had nothing to hide, the intensity of their intimacy increased exponentially.

The weight of her on his hips, her excited noises in response to his caresses, touches, kisses and movements that got him deeper inside her, all turned him on even more. The smell of her sweat was eye-watering and arousing. The view of her face, flushed with pleasure, was a sight he'd never tire of seeing. Her breasts swayed in time with the motion of her hips.

Only now did Diego realize what kind of hell he had put them both through. And now he was willing to give without hesitation what they both had yearned for, was there no way back.

Desiring more physical contact than was possible, Diego rolled Victoria onto her back. She wrapped her legs around his hips, crossed her ankles, and succeeded in pushing him deeper into her core. She held him in a tight embrace from which he never wanted to escape.

His penis bumped into a spot in her vagina that Victoria hadn't suspected existed. Instinctively, she moved her hips in a faint effort to feel him even better. She lost all control over her inner muscles, which clenched irregularly, and all she could do was cry out imploringly at his name. "Diego, Die-go, Die-e-go."

Hearing her plea, his penis became harder and more sensitive than he had imagined possible.

Diego heard the skin-to-skin chatter, but it was drowned out by Victoria's voice yelling his name. He loved it.

She had her hands on his shoulders, nails scratching his skin as she sought support. He put his hands under her buttocks.

Victoria shrieked in triumph.

He moved his hips in a rhythmic manner.

She inhaled sharply with astonishment.

Tighter, faster, out of control, exhilarating, unknown tingling in her abdomen began. With each thrust, the sensation grew more intense. Victoria feared she might explode at any moment unless Diego stopped. But he couldn't stop, for if he did, she would cease to exist.

Victoria had never felt Diego inside her so intensely before.

"Help...me..." She squealed in an unintelligible moan. "Please..."

Diego had no idea how, despite knowing exactly what she meant. He felt that he couldn't stand it for a second longer. He felt her trying to prevent him from backing off. Her inner muscles refushed to let him redraw. Squeezing his penis in a tighter grib.

Diego drew nearer and nearer to the brink of release. Just before he completely lost himself, Victoria tumbled over the edge of pleasure and had her orgasm.

"Oh no! Oh my..., goodNESS, oh, oh, OH, oh my gooHHH...HHH!"

"Si! My! Love! Si! Love! You! Love...,!"

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Sweaty and exhausted, Victoria and Diego lay in each other's arms, savouring the moment. Victoria now realized what she had unconsciously always missed in their time together. Being able to love each other freely without restraint because there was no chance that it would unravel any secrets. Her throat felt painfully raw, she swallowed, but after the fiery passion that had just caused an explosion of emotion, Victoria was still unable to speak. Her breathing was raspy and irregular. Her muscles were slack, and she couldn't move.

She managed only to utter a soft exclamation of "Wow."

Diego could only agree with the expression of their lovemaking, Victoria had just given. Wow! Despite all the stories he had heard, he had never suspected that making love to the one you loved could be so intense.

This time, he had fully given himself, without fearing to show the part of himself that Victoria couldn't love. The passion had ignited so high that it had literally set them on fire. He felt a warm glow in his heart as Victoria conveyed in one word that she had also experienced it. Diego tried to move but noticed that she tightened her muscles to prevent him from rolling off of her. He smelled the subtle scent of her perfume mixed with the sweet aroma of their union.

"Victoria, I'm too heavy for you."

"I don't care," she replied, her arms tightening around his shoulders.

"But I do."

Diego grabbed her and turned, positioning her on top of his hips. "I like it better this way. I want to protect you, especially now that you carry our child." He placed his hand on her belly and thought about what the future would bring.

"Victoria, I'm sorry. I never even occured that by keeping silent about Zorro, I denied you this," Diego apologized.

Victoria smiled mischievously and planted a wet kiss on his chest, her lips soft and warm against his skin. "You mean us. And it was partly my fault as well. I should have been honest with you." She could taste the salty flavour of their mingled sweat on her lips, a tangible reminder of their intense exertion. "I was actually quite satisfied with our, what did you like to call it? fullfilling your marital obligations? But after we just did..." She laughed, her eyes twinkling.

Diego shamelessly confessed, "I never saw it as an obligation. I had to say something."

"It's not like I had anything to compare it to. You more than made up for it just now, my love. I'm very pleased you're less prudish than I thought."

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"Imagine what would have happened if I had flirted with Zorro," Victoria mused much later, playfully running her fingers through Diego's chest hair. Her touch sent pleasant tingles through his body. "Would he have responded to my attempts to catch his attention?" She wondered, her voice filled with playful curiosity.

Diego laughed heartily, but then slowly shook his head. "I sure hope not," he whispered as his fingers danced feather-light over her side. "No, mi querida. That would have meant I deprived us of any chance at a shared future. Zorro will never be free to reveal himself to the outside world. So, no, Diego had never allowed Zorro to express his feelings for you."

Victoria gazed lovingly at Diego, her eyes filled with affection. She let her hand glide along his chest, feeling his strength beneath her fingertips. "What a relief," she whispered softly. "I am not sure if I could have resisted the temptation if he had. When I heard of his death, it felt like a part of myself died with him. I think now, Zorro is merely a tool for justice. Give me the man beneath the mask, of flesh and blood. That is the man I love."

The air between them became charged with sensuality and desire. Their eyes met. Without using words, they spoke a language of passion and intimacy. Time seemed to stand still as they drew closer, their lips meeting in a fervent kiss. The fire that reignited immediately revealed an untamable passion.

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After countless times of making love, cuddeling, talking, and laughing, they finally fell asleep in each other's arms, exhausted. They were both unaware of the consequences of engaging in sincere, passionate love. They didn't know the following morning, they would wake up tangled in crumpled sheets, naked with their limbs intertwined. Both were still unaware that Victoria would have a few red marks on her neck. That she would bear a bruise on her left hip in the shape of Diego's fingers, and her breasts would feel more sensitive than usual.

Victoria was still oblivious that she would blush with embarrassment upon seeing Diego's back adorned with long vertical lines caused by her nails during the most intense moments of passion. Likewise, Diego had no idea that his back would be more painful and sensitive, not only due to his fall.

They still had to discover the joy of waking up exhausted in the morning, knowing they had shared something special.

Neither of them knew how it felt to awaken with muscle soreness in unfamiliar places, knowing it was caused by countless, breathtaking expressions of passion, longing for more.

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Doctor Hernandez could be satisfied. In the following days, his two patients only left the bed for the minimal necessary tasks.

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Six days after the air between Diego and Victoria had cleared, don Alejandro was startled when he saw it was the doctor's carriage parked near the hacienda. He rushes inside and finds his son Diego, the doctor, Felipe and Victoria in his son's bedroom.

Diego sees the door open and, upon seeing who enters, calls out happily,

"Father! How was the journey?"

Don Alejandro walks towards the bed. It is well past noon, and even for his son, it is an unusual time to still be in bed.

"With Zorro's help, it was very successful."

Diego is particularly curious about what the governor said.

"What did they say in Monterey?"

Don Alejandro taps the blankets twice before speaking.

"A territorial commission is coming to investigate the actions of the alcalde." He looks concernedly at Diego. But what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Diego shakes his head, grinning.

"No, father. It's a long story. I... uh..."

Victoria blissfully laughs, interrupting him.

"The old mare didn't like having him on her back."

Don Alejandro chuckled.

"The old mare threw you?" He laughs heartily. "Really, Diego, don't tell me you need riding lessons."

The doctor closed his bag.

"Doña Victoria, it is a pleasure to see that you are looking so much better."

Don Alejandro looks concernedly at his daughter-in-law.

"Victoria, what does the doctor mean?"

Victoria turns to don Alejandro.

"I'm pregnant!"

Don Alejandro's eyes widen in surprise, and he embraces Victoria to express his joy.

"My child, that is fantastic news! A grandchild, what a blessing. Congratulations to both of you!" He turns to Diego. "You make me very happy."

Diego utters. "Thank you, father. We are incredibly pleased by it as well."

The doctor smiled contentedly and packed his bag. In a few minutes, it had become evident to him that the relationship between Victoria and Diego had significantly improved in the past few days.

"I'll leave you now to enjoy this wonderful news. But don't forget, doña Victoria, rest is crucial during pregnancy. I want to see you for an examination next week. And beware, I don't catch you working." The doctor warned her.

"Don't worry, I won't," Victoria promised him.

"Well, I'll be off. Take good care of each other," said Doctor Hernandez before leaving.

Alejandro proudly looked at his son and daughter-in-law.

"I'm becoming a grandfather. Let's celebrate this joyous occasion! Felipe, fetch the finest bottle of wine from the cellar!"

They all laughed and raised their glasses to toast to a future full of happiness and hope. A new life was on the way, and the de la Vega family was ready to welcome it with open arms.

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Two hours later, Victoria closed the bedroom door and turned the key in the lock.
"Finally," she sighed.

Diego watches as she seductively sways her hips towards the bed.
He looked at her questioningly. "Did you have any plans for today?"

Meanwhile, Victoria is undressing. Diego throws the blankets aside.

Victoria has bared her upper body. "Based on the doctor's advice, I want to persuade my husband to stay in bed for at least one more day."

He grinned and watched as she pushed her skirt down her hips and climbed onto the bed through the foot end. "And how did you plan to achieve that?"

She came crawling towards him and gave him a wet kiss before removing the ribbons from her hair.

Diego gasps at the prospect of what she seems to have in mind.
Her mouth was hovering way too near a body part she had kissed yesterday not to think back of it had felt.
Her black curls cascaded over her shoulders.

Victoria looked at him, extremely innocent and coquettish.
"By doing exactly as is expected of me, being a proper wife of my social class."

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End of the first eleven episodes in an alternative form. I would love to hear your feedback on what you think of it.

I've had an epilogue ready for a while, consisting of four chapters based on two episodes from the second season that I think will fit here nicely. Actually, the idea and the initial draft for the epilogue were completed around the time the third chapter was posted. I'm looking forward to finally being able to share it. A new story is bubbling in my head. Just need to think of how to solve a few loose ends.

See you soon, and don't hesitate to leave me a review.

PS, Also I want to make clear every word in this story you recoignize from the series is not mine. And PamZ website was of great contribute.