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so... without further ado... here is chapter 11...

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Chapter 11: Tension... tension... and more tension...

"I wouldn't want our children to ever think that their mother wanted to kill me." Then he re-opened them and they were blazing with something that made Christine walk back in alarm as he walked towards her.

"You seem quite rushed to have an heir." Christine said "What if I am not able to have any babies?"

"Do you have any reason to suspect that you can't have children?"

"Would you cancel our agreement if I couldn't?" she spat.

His gaze captured hers, making her lower her eyes, something that annoyed her but it was impossible to avoid.

"No..." he replied softly "If you can't give me an heir normally, then there are many other options."

"What if I don't want to have a child now?" Christine asked and paused a little and then she added "What if I don't want any children at all?"

The silence that followed seemed to swallow the distance between them.

"Do you have any special aversion against motherhood?" he asked her.

"Not really..." she started and waited a moment before continuing "I just despise the fact that someone would make me have children according to his decision and not mine."

"Having a child must be a common decision." Erik said; his eyes still on hers. "If you are not ready yet, then we can wait till you are."

"You don't even like me!" she protested and frowned with rage. "How is it possible to think that you can have a child with me?"

His gaze travelled on her sheet-covered body showing possession and arrogance. "Because I always wanted you, Christine..." He growled and Christine shivered. "You are my nemesis, my other half, my completion and that was confirmed when we made love. I always knew it would be like that between us. I just had to wait until you were ready to see that too."

Christine felt the need to keep some distance between them "What if Raoul hadn't died? Would you continue this vendetta?"

Erik shrugged "That would exclusively depend on you..." he replied "The night before your wedding I checked the situation. I was convinced that you weren't in love with Chaney and it seemed that I was right. No woman in love would react the way you reacted to my kiss..."

"So, are you telling me that you kissed me as some kind of experiment?" She stated with a pejorative tone in her voice.

"Kissing you was a desire I couldn't fight or resist." While saying these words he was slowly approaching her and when he reached her he kept her in place with his hands on her shoulders. "Just like I cannot resist you now, my angel. I want to feel the tremble of your lips beneath mine, the way your tongue shyly meets mine. I want everything, Christine. I want you all."

Christine would have pushed him away, but he had already brought his tempting, warm, naked body close to hers. With only a towel wrapped around his hips she was sure about his erection. Her body was also ready under the thin material of the sheet. Her hard nipples were clearly shown, craving his touch. Her mouth half opened the moment his captured it.

The kiss was like two flammable materials making contact. The fire made their blood boil inside their veins, making every cell come alive. Their tongues met with a wild sexual need. Her need was growing slowly whereas his was pressing and utterly, irresistibly male.

"You do know that I want you again, don't you?" he murmured on her lips, as his hands travelled on her slowly pulling the sheet that covered her naked body.

"I want you too." Christine said while kissing his mouth playfully "I want to feel everything again. Make me feel everything again."

She didn't have to ask twice. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. They wanted the madness of the ultimate bliss. They didn't want to think at that moment... they wanted to feel only...

The way she shivered when his hands caressed her... the way her eyes sparkled with lust and the way her lips softened, half opening in order to receive his deep kisses. God, no woman had done that to him before. With her he would always try to keep himself under control...

"Erik?" her low voice caressed the nape of his neck, her lips touching his hot flesh.

He put his hand behind her neck, and stretched his fingers in her silky hair to steady her and keep her that close to him so that he could feel her heart-beat.

"Don't speak, baby..." he whispered and looked deep in her eyes "Just feel..."

Christine batted her eyelashes and closed her eyes as his mouth conquered hers once again, feeling her head swirling from the contact. His kisses made her forget the past and concentrate only on that moment and the way he made her feel or how her body reacted to him.

His kiss made her body shiver and turned her already hot desire even hotter. It was throbbing in her lower abdomen, bursting inside her breasts, making them ready for his touch. Her hands caressed him, travelling on his body until her fingers wrapped around his manhood and pumped him slowly at first, more firmly and faster after she heard him moaning and growling.

Erik immediately pulled her hand away from his erection, holding it above her head as his lips met hers once again. Christine's back touched the wall behind her as he led her to a fire of senses. She could swear that he could hear her heart-beat, and her feet were hardly supporting her.

He pulled his mouth away from hers only for mere seconds. He pushed her towards the bed and kneaded her breasts, as he gave them hot, suckling kisses until Christine began writhing beneath him.

Erik nailed her with his weight "I was thinking of doing this for a long time now." he moaned on her breast and bit her nipple gently "I don't think that there's another man in the world that wanted a woman more than I want you."

Christine was well aware that he only felt sexual attraction. He had never spoken to her about any other emotions. At least he wasn't lying like Raoul, but she was painfully disappointed that her love for him wasn't returned. She was bound to fall for men who wanted to take advantage of her. She wondered if she would ever be loved for what she really was... She craved the safety, the warmth and the security of the love which wouldn't fade no matter the passing years. However, Erik wanted children with her... an alloy of their blood and DNA. But how could she agree to a plan like that without the assurance that he felt something more for her apart from lust?

"Erik?" she said, touching both his cheeks and running one hand on his unshaven chin, before she could stop herself.

He turned and gave a kiss at the centre of the palm that was on his marred cheek "Do we have to talk now, my sweet?" he asked in a low voice with his eyes half closed with desire.

"Do you still hate me?"

His azure eyes widened and focused on hers. "No!" he said as he exhaled "What I feel for you is not hatred."

Christine took a trembling breath "It's... it's not hatred?"

His eyes never moved "I wouldn't be here doing this to you if I hated you, Christine..."

"Yes, but you don't love me either." Christine insisted and after a moment she added "Isn't that right?"

He slightly frowned "This looks like a set-up question to me." He thoughtfully murmured "Is this some kind of condition so that I can make love to you? Do you want me to fill your head with empty words in order to satisfy my needs?"

Christine felt disappointed "I'm not totally de-coupled from my emotions and I don't believe that you are either..." she stated "You make love to me like you adore the ground I walk on, but you deny any kind of affection towards me. What am I supposed to comprehend from all of this?"

Erik put his weight on his elbows, still lying on her "Do you want me to tell you that I love you?" he questioned "Is that it? Is this what you want? To pretend that I have emotions for you?" His mind protested at his lies but he didn't back off...

Christine blinked in order to hide her tears "No, I don't want you to pretend." She said trying to keep her voice stable. "That's not what I want at all..." I want you to really love me...

"I love you, my angel" his mind shouted but he wasn't ready to admit it yet.

"Why are my feelings so suddenly important to you?" he asked.

It was her turn to frown at his harsh tone "Because, almost every woman wants to be sure that the man who is with her, doesn't want her only for sex. Without feelings it's so derogatory... so inhuman."

Erik pulled himself away and stood, the sudden wave of cool air that Christine felt on her breast and stomach made her feel abandoned... not only physically but emotionally too.

She watched him grabbing the towel she had untied from his hips only moments ago, wrapping it around him almost violently.

In his eyes anger was mirrored and his entire body was tensed as he turned to face her "Is this what you think I am doing?" he took a step closer "Satisfying my desire without caring who you are and what you need? Didn't the last hour prove anything to you?"

Christine pursed her lips to ease their trembling. "You married me in order to have me on your own." she said "I am the precious prize that you missed in the past. You do know that I wouldn't have married you if it weren't for my parents."

"I never denied that I wanted you." He spat "But we don't have to perplex things by pretending we feel things that we don't. We had great sex, that's for sure... in fact a lot better than what I thought it would be... but that doesn't mean that we have to pretend so that we can feel better about our lust."

Christine pulled the sheet up to her chin "I don't believe you would admit that you love someone even if you did. You wouldn't want anyone, especially a woman, to take the upper hand... let alone me..."

He mockingly laughed at her "Is that what you think? That I languished all those years away from you?" he chuckled and her blood froze.

Christine didn't know what to think. She was confused... so confused, and suddenly she felt more vulnerable than what she wanted to be. She was actually begging him to confess feelings that he so obviously didn't have for her, not now, not ever... She was a fool, a romantic fool who was crying for a moon that she would never see rising-up the horizon.

She pulled her knees to her chest and totally covered herself with the sheet "I would like to stay alone," she weakly said.

Erik hesitated. He didn't want to leave her alone... not now that she would definitely burst into tears, but he just couldn't stay.

He had tried to hide his love for her under a veil of loathing, and he hated to admit that even when he was convinced she was behind the attack he still loved her. But her categorical refusal about her participation made him reconsider several things, but no... he wasn't ready to face Christine and admit his emotions.

Revenge was the first thing in his mind for a long time. Until several hours ago she hated him with an intensity that made her eyes sparkle each time their eyes met. But she had dissolved in his arms, as her body responded to his in a passionate vortex. "On the other hand there are too many reasons that could explain that." he cynically thought. "And first off the money I gave her. Besides, Christine admitted it only minutes ago." But could she only be in love with his money... His mind refused to answer because he would go running back to her.

He swiftly pulled on his bathing suit "I'm going to go swim a little more." he announced "I suppose I'll see you later."

A muffled sound was heard beneath the sheet making him believe that she didn't care whether he would go swimming or jump off a cliff "Something I obviously deserve." Erik thought as he closed the door behind him.

A/N: so, how was it? just let me know :)...