Part Three…

Together

(This opening chapter contains

A GRAPHIC sex scene

Viewer discretion is advised)

Christine hummed softly to herself as she knitted in the common room downstairs in her new home. It had been a whole month and she had found herself growing closer to Erik, though their physical relationship did not progress beyond a kisses. Erik sat across from her on the sofa reading a book. He never tired of hearing her lovely voice in his home. As Christine knitted he looked up from his book and starred at her. A long brown curl hung down across her left breast and her breathing was steady and Erik watched her chest rise and fall gently.

He looked away and went back to his book. "Erik?" Christine asked as she stopped her knitting for a moment. "Yes," he answered her with out looking up. "Can I invite Meg and Madame Giry to dinner tomorrow evening?" Christine asked, rather bravely. Erik this time put his book down and looked at her. "Before you say anything I think it's a good idea to invite them. Last time Madame Giry saw me she thought you were going to…" Christine stopped herself.

"I just want to see them again." She said innocently. Erik sighed and closed his book. "I'll have Emma send a letter." He said standing up. Christine smiled brightly at him. "Thank you so much!" she said getting up from the sofa and running towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned up and kissed him chastely on the lips. "I'll go tell Emma now!" Christine said happily before she ran off out of the common room.

Erik loved seeing her happy, he was glad he could make her happy.

And yet, Erik somehow sensed that Christine missed something. Not just her friends, but something she felt empty without. Erik shook the thought away and sat back down and continued reading.

Later that day Christine and Emma went out shopping for what they would have for dinner tomorrow night. As they returned Erik watched from the window, Christine and Emma walked toward the house as a woman and her three children passed by. Christine smiled at them and they stopped to tell her what a lovely woman she was and how they wished to grow up to look as beautiful as they did.

Erik smiled at Christine and how well she handled the girls before she walked back to the house. Watching Christine with the children made Erik wonder if Christine would ever want to have children. He was sure she would want to one day, but would she want to with Erik?

That night Erik walked Christine to her bedroom. They talked for a little while out side her door about tomorrow evening. Madame Giry had replied to Christine and she had gotten the message that evening. Madame Giry and Meg would be coming for dinner tomorrow evening and Christine couldn't have been happier.

"Thank you for letting them come Erik. It means a lot to me." Christine said with her hands clasped together in front of her. Erik smiled at her. "I'm glad you are happy." He said to her. He leaned forward to kiss her goodnight on the cheek but Christine moved first and pressed her lips to his. Erik was going to pull (making it a chaste kiss) but Christine wouldn't let him go.

She didn't want to let him go. Christine boldly brushed her tongue across his lips and Erik immediately opened his mouth and let her tongue delve inside. Erik groaned deeply and pulled her harder against his body. Their tongues delved in and out of each other's mouths. Licking and sucking softly. Erik pressed her gently against her door and when he did Christine began kissing him a little harder.

Erik wasn't sure he could take much more of this glorious torture. He placed his hands on Christine's hips and pulled away from her lips. "We must stop," he told her breathlessly.

Christine shook her head. "I don't want to." She said to him, as she looked deep within his eyes. "Erik… I want you to… to…make love to me." She told him bravely. Erik sighed deeply and cupped her face in his hands so she couldn't hang her head.

"There is nothing that I want to do more, Christine. But after what I did to you-" Christine put her hands over his lips. "What you did was unforgivable. But-it's in the past Erik. Please… make love to me." She said before she replaced her hand with her mouth. She reached behind her and opened her door and pulled Erik inside. Erik kicked the door closed him behind and swept Christine up into his arms and carried her to the bed. He gently laid her down upon the soft white blankets. He kicked off his shoes and removed his socks first and then sat down on the bed beside her.

Christine's hands went to his cravat and vest. When she had gotten the two gone she turned her attention to his shirt which she slowly unbuttoned. Erik lay down on his back and held out his hand to Christine. She blushed. "I…" but Erik just took her hand and gently pulled her toward him. Christine got the idea and sat between his legs.

Even though Christine wasn't a virgin she might as well have been. Erik had just raped her, he hadn't taught her how to have sex or some of the comfortable positions. Now, he would. He would be gentle, loving and considerate of her. And he would worship every part of her beautiful, graceful body.

"No, Christine, like this." Erik said repositioning her legs so she was straddling his body, one leg on either side of his waist. "Oh," she said shyly. Christine leaned down and began kissing deeply. When she finished there she began kissing his neck. Erik grasped her thighs tightly as she bit gently down. It came to Christine that Erik must've been a very passionate lover to have while he was in Persia.

He seemed the type to always have a woman by his side to please him and make him happy. Now that woman was Christine, but Christine didn't feel like a woman at the moment. She felt like a shy little girl. She felt like a blushing bride on her wedding night.

Christine continued to kiss down his neck until she reached his chest. She boldly began kissing and licking down his chest, gently taking his nipple into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.

Erik moaned loudly and moved his hands to Christine's backside and squeezed hard and pulled her harder against his body. Christine felt his pleading manhood pressing intently between her legs and, for the first time, sent a warm, tingly feeling through her body.

Christine continued to kiss down his body until she reached the waistband of his trousers.

She began to get nervous again so she sat up and starred down at him. Erik starred at her and saw the nervousness upon her face.

But Erik needed her. He wanted her and he had to have her. His throbbing manhood was pleading for release. Of course if Christine decided she couldn't go through with it he could pleasure himself in his room. But here Christine was ready at the moment.

With out warning Erik bucked his hips causing Christine to move hard against his hard length it elicited a soft moan from her lips.

"Sit between my legs and turn around." Erik ordered her gently. Christine nodded and did what she was told. Erik removed his shirt and then sat on his knees and began to unlace her dress. When her dress was unlaced he pulled it over her head. Erik had never seen her naked and he felt himself getting very excited and his cock stirred dangerously inside his pants.

Erik almost ripped open her corset. When he gotten it untied he threw it to the floor. All Christine remained in was her thin, white chemise. "Turn around." He whispered to her. Christine shyly turned around and looked at him. Erik quickly pressed his lips to hers and pulled her to him. Christine placed her hands on his bare shoulders and moaned into the kiss. Erik then lay down on his back with her atop him. Erik took her hand in his and slowly began to guide it down between his legs.

Christine gasped and Erik moaned when her hand came in contact with her rock hard cock. Erik moaned loudly. He moved her hand away for a moment as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Christine looked away too shy to look. Erik quickly extracted his cock and took her hand and placed it on him. Erik moaned loudly as he began to make Christine stroke him up and down. Erik then moved his hand away and just let Christine pump him slowly. "A… little… faster." He managed to choke out.

She nodded her head and did what he wanted. A man's member was such a strange thing. It was so hard and yet it was so soft. Erik then took her hand and stopped. "Get back on me." He told her. Christine nodded her head once more and climbed back on top of Erik, straddling his waist. Erik then began to slide his hands up her chemise and he felt her soft, silk like skin underneath his fingertips. Christine moaned at the contact. Erik then completely took her chemise off and just starred at her beautiful body. She went to cover her breasts but Erik grasped her hands and held them away. He leaned up and rolled her over onto her back and began kissing her chest.

"Oh…Erik…" Christine moaned softly. Erik then took one of her erect nipples into his mouth and suckled hard on the soft, pink nub. Christine began panting heavily as he suckled on her nipple. She dug her hands into his silky hair and cried out. Erik then continued to lick down her body, briefly flicking his tongue inside her belly button. Christine giggled when he did this. She must've been ticklish there he would have to remember that.

"Erik, what you doing?" she asked sitting up, propping herself up on her elbows. "Something you will enjoy. Trust me." He whispered. Christine lay back down and gasped when she felt Erik's mouth come in contact with her aching vagina. He licked and sucked to small aching nub into his mouth and pleasured in great ways.

When Christine came she cried out so loudly she was afraid she's wake Emma. Erik climbed up her body and pressed his lips to hers.

She could taste herself on his lips. Erik had removed his pants completely and pulled back to the covers for her and pushed her underneath. He climbed back on top of her and spread her legs apart and she bent her knees for him. "Christine, are you sure? There are other things-" Christine once more placed her hand over his mouth. "I want you… so badly to make love to me. I don't anything else. I… love you." She admitted to him finally.

Erik starred into her eyes and she starred back. She had said she loved him. She loved HIM! Erik kissed her again and this time it was slowest, deepest and most sensual kiss either of them would ever have. Erik scooted a little closer to her. Christine could feel his hardness against her and she whimpered softly. Erik pulled away from her lips and never lost eye contact with her.

Then, in a slow motion, Erik moved inside of her. Christine grabbed shoulders and dug her nails into them. Erik growled deep with in his throat and moved completely inside her tight body. "Oh…" she moaned. It only hurt a little bit but it soon disappeared as Erik began to move inside of her.

Each thrust brought Christine a new kind of pleasure that was indescribable. "I feel…" she couldn't finish it. It was so wonderful. "Tell me. Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how you want it, Christine." Erik said as he began to move faster. "I…it feels, like…heaven." she moaned out. Erik couldn't agree with her more. They continued to make sweet love to each other. Erik moved slowly never moving too quickly or too hard.

He didn't want to frighten her.

Her soft gasps and little moans sent Erik over the edge. He leaned down and softly kissed Christine's neck. A few minutes later Christine cried out when she finally released. Erik held himself back a moment or two longer before he too cried out in his hard, heavy release. Erik slowly tried to lift himself off of her body but Christine held onto him and kept him inside her body. "Just stay here." She whispered to him breathlessly.

Erik did stay with her. He stayed with her all night. He held her in his arms until the sun started to rise. The sun brightly shown into Christine's bedroom and shined onto the bed where Christine and Erik lay together in each other's arms.

Christine was the first to wake up. She looked at Erik as he slept there peacefully. His mask had fallen off during the night and fell onto the floor. Christine leaned over and kissed his deformed side. "I'll always love you for who your are inside." She whispered to him as he slept. Christine then snuggled up close to Erik's body and closed her eyes.

When Christine had laid down and closed her eyes the moment she did so Erik's eyes opened. He had heard everything she had said. And when he heard the words that she loved him he felt his heart sour. Erik closed his eyes once more and fell asleep.

Christine woke up hours into the day. Erik wasn't by her side but she found a note telling her that he would be in his music room. Christine didn't want to disturb him while he was composing so she left him alone. The rest of the day Christine spent with Emma talking about the dinner tonight. Christine was very excited.

That evening Christine stood in front of her bedroom mirror looking at her dress. Madame Giry and Meg would arrive any moment. Her door suddenly opened and Erik stepped in and walked up behind her. "Erik," she said happily as he came towards her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her gently to him. He moved her hair aside and began kissing and sucking on her neck. Christine's head rolled back against his shoulder and she sighed softly. "Oh, Erik." She moaned softly. Erik's hand moved up her chest and groped her breast.

Then Christine heard Emma knock at the door. "Madame, the guests have arrived." Emma said before walking away. Christine pulled away from Erik's embrace and turned around and kissed him deeply on his lips. "I love you," he said when he pulled away. "I know. I do too." She said before walking out of the room with him.

When they arrived down stairs Madame Giry and Meg were waiting in the common room. But there was one extra person no one expected seeing. Raoul stood there next to Madame Giry with a hopeful look upon his face. But when he saw Christine and Erik holding hands and the rings he knew he had come too late.

"Raoul!" Christine gasped when she saw him. Erik pulled Christine to him and placed her behind him. "Christine, you're alright." Raoul said coming toward the couple. Erik stepped protectively in front of Christine shielding her from Raoul's view.

Raoul didn't understand. He didn't even know who this strange masked man was. All he knew was that he must have forced Christine to marry him! Why would Christine marry such a strange man and not tell Raoul?

"Christine who is this man?" Raoul, asked referring to Erik. "Raoul, this is my… husband, Erik." Christine said stepping out from behind Erik so that her old childhood sweetheart could see her completely. Raoul felt like he had gotten kicked in the stomach.

He felt like he was going to be sick. "Husband? I understand. It was a mistake coming here." Raoul said walking toward the door but Christine went after him.

"No stay for dinner. Please. It would make me so happy." Christine said taking Raoul's hand. Erik felt jealousy coursing through his veins and he wanted to punch Raoul's face in. But if it made Christine happy that she could talk to Raoul than Erik wouldn't deny her that. "I will, Christine, if your… husband allows me." Raoul said looking at Erik, who starred right back.

Christine turned face Erik with a hopeful look upon her face. "Yes, you may stay." Erik said to the young man.

Dinner had never been such an intense and tension filled ritual. Christine had never felt this much tension since the first dinner she and Erik had when they were first married. No one said anything really. Meg exchanged glances with Christine and Erik ignored Madame Giry's and Raoul's looks of disapproval.

Then, after dinner, they all went into the common room. Christine and Meg got into a conversation about fashion while Madame Giry and Raoul spoke. Erik ignored and avoided all conversation. This was one evening he had wanted to spend very alone with Christine but she had wanted the Giry's to come, but she wasn't expecting them to bring her childhood sweetheart. Erik couldn't wait for this evening to be over.

"So, Erik, what do you do for a living?" Raoul asked. Erik looked at him plainly. "I'm a composer. I write music for Christine and I'm also an architect. And you?" Erik asked the young man who he would love to beat with a stick (yes, Erik does have a lot of anger!).

"I invest in things, mostly the arts." Raoul said taking a sip of his tea. Erik smirked. "And that is a profession?" Erik said, but before Raoul could answer Erik walked over to Christine and kissed her forehead. "I'm afraid my darling I must retire for the evening. Ladies, Monsieur." Erik spoke quickly, for he wanted to just get away from these people.

When Erik left Madame Giry marched over to her and grabbed her hand and wrenched her to her feet. "We're leaving," Annie said angrily. Christine pulled her hand away and walked backwards toward the exit. "What are you talking about? I do not wish to leave." Christine said, in a worried voice. "Christine, you're in terrible danger." Raoul said walking to her and grabbing her by her shoulder. "Listen to him, Christine. We have to get out of here. Who knows what he's planning on doing to you." Meg said standing and going to her mother.

Christine pushed Raoul away from her and stepped back. "How dare you? All of you should be ashamed. I used to think you all were my friends; but this just proves that you not my friends any longer. Get out of my home now!" Christine yelled, her anger beginning to rise.

"Christine, what has this monster done to you? He's brainwashed you into trusting him." Raoul said taking her. Christine once more pushed him away. "No! He did have to brainwash me. I care about him. I… I love him." She admitted to them all. They all stood speechless and starring at Christine in disbelief. She loved him. They all couldn't believe their ears. "And… I'm not sorry for loving him." She said to them all. "Emma will show you out." Christine said turning on her heel and leaving the common room.

Emma had listened to everything in the kitchen and when she heard she was supposed to show them out she scurried out of the kitchen and showed the guests to the door.

Christine ran up the wooden staircase. She wanted to see Erik. She wanted to be with him. Christine needed him to hold her.

Part Four

So this is Love?

When Christine reached Erik's bedroom she knocked softly on his door. "Enter," he called from behind the door. Christine turned the doorknob and pushed open the door. Erik had his back to her. He was sitting at his desk writing. Christine had never been in his bedroom before. It was a little larger than her own but not by much. His bed had a large blood red comforter on it and two thick red pillows.

Images of what Erik could do to her flashed through her brain. She entered the room fully and closed the door behind herself. "Are they gone?" Erik asked with out standing or turning to look at her. Christine nodded her head. Erik smirked at her and Christine suddenly blushed at him and turned and looked away. She heard Erik stand and start to walk toward her. "I was thinking maybe we could… go for a walk sometime. I mean we have had so many beautiful days. Some people say that the weather is boring, I find it fascinating…" Christine continued to ramble on and on.

Erik found it rather cute how nervous she got and smirked at her once more. As he approached her she slowly moved back until her back hit the door. Erik wanted nothing more than to pinned her to the door and make love to her right there. But he wanted to wait. She had come to him wanting him to make love to her before and now he wanted her to do the same thing again.

But watching her ramble on made him just want too kiss her and he did.

As Christine talked and talked was suddenly pressed into the door and Erik lips were on her own. She didn't know why she was so nervous. They had made love last night, she had been nervous then but not this nervous. She might've been nervous because now that he knew she wanted to make love he knew he could do different things with her now. As Erik kissed Christine she moaned softly and opened her mouth for him.

Erik pressed Christine a little harder against the door so she could feel his hard arousal between her thighs. Christine moaned a little louder this time. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss just as deeply. Erik's lips then traveled down her throat and to her exposed collarbone. Christine made an, "Mmm…" sound that made Erik grow even harder (if that was possible).

Erik pushed her up and then wrapped one of her legs around his waist and then did the same with the other. "Erik…?" Christine moaned softly as he kissed her neck and nipped here and there. "Yes, Christine." He answered as her, as he reached around for the laces on the back of her dress and began untying them. "I need you… to…" She could barely finish because of the things he was doing to her.

"What? What do you need, Christine?" he asked her seductively.

Christine closed her eyes and gathered her courage to say, "Touch me… down…there." She whimpered. Erik chuckled darkly. He knew she would want him to touch her. He had made love to her last night but she had been this bold to ask him to touch her, especially where she wanted him to touch her! Christine cried out when she felt Erik's hand under her dress and cupping her nearly dripping entrance. "Please…" she moaned as Erik moved his hand. "Make love to me…now!" she cried out. Erik smiled.

"With pleasure, love." His voice was husky and filled with lust and anyone could see the desire in his pale eyes. Erik lifted her skirts even higher and pulled her underwear down then released his cock and then thrust himself hard into her body. Christine couldn't stop herself from crying out his name again and again as he took her against the door. The door made a few creaks and sounds of protests and in the back of Erik's mind he was praying that the door wouldn't break.

Christine gripped Erik's arms as he continued make love to her. It was an exciting experience for Christine being taken against a door excited her more than anything. "God…I love you!" Christine cried out as he continued to slam into her again and again.

One month later

Part Five

Enemy

Christine sat in her bedroom one evening waiting for Erik to return home from a meeting with a man who wanted him to build a home for him. Erik had been spending a lot of time drawing plans, hiring men, and talking with this man about the house. The man's name was Luke Wallace. He was a very wealthy business man who had to leave his home because he was giving it to his brother's family.

That evening Erik had invited him over for dinner. Christine was happy she was going to finally meet Luke Wallace but she was also unhappy for another reason. Christine and Erik's relationship had progressed and so had their physical relationship. Erik and Christine had been making love almost every night Erik was home for the past month and yet Christine wasn't getting pregnant.

Christine was getting worried that she couldn't get pregnant and that thought scared, worried and upset her. Christine wanted to be a mother greatly but it seemed as though she wasn't going to be able to if she couldn't get pregnant. And how would Erik react? Would he angry? Sad displeased unhappy? How would he react? Christine was scared and didn't want to face his reaction.

That evening when Erik returned home with Luke Wallace Christine was sitting in the common room starring at the fire. "Christine?" Erik called. She took a deep breath and stood up from the sofa and turned face Erik and his guest. When Christine saw Luke Wallace she couldn't help but feel a little attracted to him. He was as tall as Erik (6ft.2).

He certainly was handsome. His hair was a lighter shade of brown than Erik's and his eyes were a piercing blue. So pale they were almost invisible.

Christine smiled at their guest. "Luke Wallace, my wife Christine." Erik said. Christine walked toward the two men and held out her hand. "Monsieur Wallace," Christine said politely. Luke took her hand and kissed it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Madame. Erik has told my much about you. I hope you will sing for us tonight." Luke said after letting go of her hand. Christine shrugged. "I don't know. Perhaps." She said to them.

"I'll check and see if dinner is ready. Christine be so kind and show our guest our home." Erik said walking away towards the kitchen. Christine smiled and began to Luke around the house. She did feel a little uncomfortable at times around him but he was a stranger and Christine convinced herself that overtime she would grow to be more comfortable around him. When Christine showed him the upstairs he complemented her and Erik on their good taste in art.

"Thank you Monsieur Wallace." Christine said as she led him out of the sitting room up stairs. "Please, call me Luke." He said to her catching her hand. Christine stopped when he grasped her hand. He suddenly stepped back and was as bold to look her up and down as if she were on display. "You are as beautiful as Erik said you were… and more." He said kissing her hand once more. Christine nodded her head and took her hand away. "Erik will be expecting us." She said leading him down the stairs and into the dinning room.

Later that evening when Luke left Christine and Erik were lying in bed together. "Erik?" she whispered to him. He looked up from his book and at her. "Do you want to start a family one day?" she asked him. Erik closed his book and set it down on the night table. "Have you been thinking about that a lot?" Erik asked her. She nodded her head. "Yes I have. But," she stopped for a moment. "I don't know if I can have children. We've been together intimately for almost a month and… I haven't gotten pregnant." She said to him gloomily.

Erik reached out and pulled her into his strong embrace. "Do not worry, darling. You know, it could not be a problem with you. It could be me." He told her. Christine looked up at him and shook her head. "Don't say that!" she said to him. Erik kissed her forehead. "Don't worry about it, Christine. It will be alright." He told her thoughtfully.

One week later

Christine was in the houses' inside garden one afternoon picking some of the bloomed roses. Erik was gone working at his place of business which was a building he had purchased in the city where he could work. He had been busy the last few days hiring new people and getting Luke Wallace's house under construction. Christine had just picked the last one when she pricked herself on a thorn. "That rose should be ashamed," she heard a familiar voice say. She looked up to see Luke Wallace standing there.

He walked toward her and took her hand and looked at. "It harmed such a beautiful creature." He whispered. Christine stepped back from him and put the roses in a vase she had. "Erik isn't here. He's at work." She told him, she was getting nervous with him around her. "I did not come to see, Erik." He told her suddenly behind her. Christine almost dropped the vase at his closeness. "You should go." She told him moving away from him.

Luke followed her into the house and up stairs. "Please, just leave." She told him as she began to walk faster. Luke caught her by the wrist. He took the vase from her and set it down on the steps of the staircase. "Unhand me." She said trying to get her hand free. He did to her surprise. Christine forgot about the vase and continued up stairs. She went to her and tried to slam the door but Luke stopped it with his foot and followed her inside and then he closed the door behind him. "Leave." She ordered him.

Luke only came toward her. "My dear Christine, stop with the act." He told her. When she came into arms length he grabbed her by the waist and jerked her hard against him and Christine let out a shocked and frightened yelp. Their hips hit and their nether-regions came into dangerously close contact. Too close! Christine's hands went to his shoulders to prevent him to come any closer. "Stop acting." He said, almost roughly and shaking her just a little bit.

Suddenly his mouth came closer to hers but he did not kiss her. "Close your eyes and feel every part of yourself." He whispered sensually to her. She could feel his hot breath against her mouth and it sent shivers all through out her body. Christine closed her eyes and couldn't suppress her moan when he moved her back a little and then jerked her back to him.

Still, he did not kiss her. However, he did lick her lips. Christine's mouth parted even more, she was almost begging him to kiss her.

Emma was on her way to her Mistress' room when she heard a yelp coming from Christine's bedroom. Emma went to it and opened the door a crack to find Christine in the arms of Luke Wallace. The sight shocked Emma to say the least. Emma quickly shut the door with out them ever knowing she was there.

"That's it, let go. Just let go." Luke whispered to her. That was when he crushed his mouth over hers completely. Christine came back to reality when Luke thrust his tongue into her mouth, licking and sucking on her mouth. His hand rode down her chest until it came to her breast, which he kneaded through the fabric of her dress. He gave her the most intense French kiss she had ever had.

When it was over Christine was at a loss for words. Luke then picked her up and set her down on the bed where he left her. He exited the house leaving a confused Christine in her bedroom. Christine touched her lips. What had she just let him do to her? They came dangerously close to having sex! Christine felt like such a fool. Such a whore! A wanton whore, that's what she was. She hated herself.

She had betrayed Erik by letting his friend kiss her. Christine just wanted to die.

End of part five