Natalie's POV
I was on a beach with crystal clear water alone this island was completely desolate. There were birds and lizards and a few feet away was a sea lion. I was looking out over the ocean as the sun was setting. I breath in the salty sea are as a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist and I leaned back into the owners chest. There was a gentle breeze and I placed my hands over his, breathing in his scent. He smelled like sandalwood and cinnamon, a most wonderful scent. He rested his chin on my shoulder and kissed my cheek. Looking down at our hand on both our left ring finger were wedding bands. They were a matching set with an intricate design. I turned around in his arms wrapping my arms around his neck. I looked up and saw Erik, Smiling I stood on my toes and kissed him setting off fire works. The kiss was passionate not just from me but he was kissing me back with just as much passion if not more. We broke apart and he turned me around facing a small cottage. It was made from what looked like Brazilin cherry wood. He led me into the cottage and right into the bedroom. It was black and red two walls each color. The bed frame was made from some kind of wood that I can't Identify but it was stained black and the sheets and pillows were a crimson red. Like the ones on the swan bed back in the lair. "It's perfect." I gasped. Pulling me to him he caressed my face before kissing me. I got that feeling in my stomach that I got every time we kissed the first time I felt it we were up on the roof of the opera house. The Jolt of electricity, the fire works going off, and the butterflies in my stomach, wanting to tear his and my clothes off. "mmmm Erik." We started toward the bed as I removed his shirt. "Natalie, My love." I broke the kiss looking into his eyes and reached up to his mask taking it off and placed it on the table by the bed and I looked back at him. "I love you." I kissed every inch of his face dragging my nails down his chest, getting a moan in response. He laid me back showering me with kiss and slipped a hand up mu shirt resting it just below my breast, kissing down my jaw to my collarbone. "mmm that feels nice." I reached for his pants and unfastened them while running my hand down his back with the other. I removed my shirt as he reached up and unclipped my bra. Looking into his eyes I saw raw fiery passion and love, which I was reflecting back at him. He dipped his head down and started to nip, flick and suck on my nipples. "Oh Erik make love to me." He removed his pants and my panties, caressing my body for a good five minutes before even thinking of touching me in that place that no ones hands have touched. Then at last, his hand slid between my legs touching me in the sweetest spot and started stimulating my clit. I felt something building up inside of me like my whole being was being brought to that one spot. "ah Erik please." He chuckled. "Reduced to begging are we?" I exploded, my entire being shot out from that spot in the center of my stomach. He started to move down but I grabbed his arm. "Please enough torture. I need you." His eyes glistened in the candle light and he smirked. "Oh but torturing you is so much fun." He continued moveing down and started to kiss my thighs. "mmm." Oh that was heavenly torture. He was kissing up my thighs to my most treasured place, and was that his tounge? "mm oh my." It felt so good, so wonderful, so different from when he used his hand. I felt the pressure building up again, but he pulled away. "Erik don't stop I need you I need you in me." He moved up and thrust into me and everything went black as I screamed as he broke my virginity. "EERRIIKK!"
Erik's POV
(AN: this is not part of the dream)
"EERRIIKK!" I jumped out of the chair nearly knocking it over. "I was not asleep." I looked around and Natalie was nowhere to be found. She was screaming my name. Why was Natalie screaming my name? Is she having a nightmare? Most likely that I am in it. I walked over to the bedroom finding her still asleep. I leaned over her so any movement from the bed wouldn't wake her. She wouldn't want to see me as the first thing she sees when she wakes up. I stood up straight about to turn and leave when her eyes fluttered open. "Erik? Were you watching me sleep?" She said jokingly. I sat down on the bed. "You screamed my name." She blushed a deep red almost as red as the sheets, she darted up and her lips hit my chin. "You were having a nightmare. About me." She pulled me closer down onto the bed. "It was far from a nightmare the furthest thing from a nightmare." I looked at her quizzically. "Not a nightmare? Then why were you screaming my name?" She blushed even more if that is even possible and looked away from me. "Nothing and I mean nothing on this earth will ever make me tell you." Could it possibly be that she dreamed of us…? No that's impossible. I will find out one way or another. I went and picked up my vest and frock coat putting them on. "Erik." I turned to her, maybe she would tell me after all. "Yes?" She slid out of the bed picking up my sword. "Don't forget your sword you'll need it." She seemed to think that there was going to be a fight. Although she probably knew, she was right about everything else. She went back and laid on the bed curling up. She's so beautiful when she sleeps, with her mouth slightly parted, her hair spread out around her. I grabbed my seethe and buckled it around my waist, putting my sword into it, and headed out to the stables. Once there I saw Christine in her night clothes. What does she think she is doing? She going to ruin her voice if she keeps doing that. "To my fathers grave please." She gave the stable man a few coins then went back inside and Natalie appeared by my side. "You are staying here." I whispered to her. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. "You can not make me." I ignored her and knocked out the carriage driver, I turned back to Natalie and she was petting a white mare. I got into the drivers seat of the carriage and waited for Christine to come out. I took the long way to the grave yard and every 200 feet I would see Natalie as soon as we passed her there she was again ahead of us. Damn female. I stopped the carriage at the gates. Christine got out and started walking to her father's grave. I went a different way and hid behind the mausoleum, Natalie ofcoarse was already there leaning up against it. " Help me say goodbye… Help me say gooood bbyyyyyeeee."