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Chapter 11
Her heart leapt up into her throat as she heard a knock at the door. There was no way for her to escape. Could it be him waiting outside? Every emotion and feeling she had came rushing at her all at once. She didn't know if she was dreaming or if she was really only a few feet away from the man who possessed her. Christine took a step toward the door without realizing she had moved. Just then there was another knock making her jump. Her eyes fell on the door knob as it began to shake and then a third knock only this time it was more aggressive.
"Please, who's there?" Christine's voice cracked as she desperately tried to remain standing. She braced herself against an armchair half way between the door and the back of the cabin. The clicking of a key turning in the lock sent Christine's nerves into shock. She wanted to scream or to cry, but the only thing she could manage was a small gasp. She backed away from the door looking for a place to hide, but hit the cold wall as the ship rocked on the waves. The key and lock clicked into place followed by a long pause.
Christine's breaths became short and shallow as she remained pressed against the wall trying to grasp onto something to fight the nausea and the rocking of the ship. The door knob turned slowly and hit the end of its rotation as the door gently creaked open to reveal a small sliver of light from the hallway. Suddenly the door flew open slamming against the wall revealing a dark figure as tall and as broad as the doorway.
It was him.
Her eyes grew wide and she opened her mouth to scream, but he suddenly grabbed her and smothered her to his chest. "Hush my angel, we wouldn't want to wake then entire ship now would we? No not a word my love." His voice was musical, but terrifying and Christine knew instantly that he was furious with her. He spun her around and pressed her back to his front, putting his hands on her shoulders and letting them find their way down. She cringed from shock and lust. "Erik . . . oh God help me!" she breathed. He smiled to himself and pulled away from her leaving her barely able to stand.
He might have been more excited by Christine's state, but his anger had gotten the better of him. He saw her kissing that disgusting boy and had spent a great deal of energy trying to stop himself from killing him right then and there. He wasn't sure if he had seen Christine pull away or pull closer. He couldn't remember anything except for the kiss and that was enough to make him murderous. The idea of sending her the note and the flower was simply for effect in hopes of unnerving Christine.
"Erik what are you doing here?" Christine said quietly. She was now facing him, but kept her distance.
"What am I doing here? I came to make sure you would be all right with that boy, but I can see you are more than fine."
Christine felt like he was crushing her with his eyes. "Erik if you are talking about Raoul kissing me tonight it meant . . . "
"It meant what Christine? It meant nothing is that what you were going to say? Well it looked like more than nothing!"
"I pulled away, no I ran away from him Erik! How could you say that?" She wasn't as afraid of him, because her own anger was beginning to rise.
"Well it is simple then, I should just kill him and it would all be over." Erik took a threatening step toward her, but she held her ground.
"Don't talk like that. It was nothing, so let it go." Christine hated when Erik talked about killing even if she knew he probably wouldn't. But this time he might have been serious and she didn't want to take any chances. Their eyes locked for the first time and neither one was ready to back down.
Suddenly Erik forgot his anger and got lost in her gaze. He hadn't been able to be this close to Christine in months and her beauty was breathtaking. He reached out touched her face before realizing what he was doing. He felt her delicate soft skin beneath his finger tips. He moved closer to her and placed his other hand around her waist. Christine was confused by his sudden change in behavior, but paralyzed by his touch.
"So you're not still mad?" Christine asked as she felt his lips against the nape of her neck. Her eyelashes fluttered and a chill coursed through her body.
"Shh..." With that he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. Gently he laid her on her back. Her thin night gown was pressed tightly against her body making Erik inhale sharply at the sight of her. He climbed on top of her, pressing his lips to her's, passionately kissing her. Christine moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. He removed his cloak and threw it on the floor. He could feel her hands moving underneath the back of his shirt and massaging his shoulders.
Erik moved his hands down to her thighs and then underneath her gown. Christine rolled her head back against the pillow as she felt his hands move farther and farther up her thighs. She moved her hands to the buttons on his shirt and quickly undid them revealing his broad and muscular chest.
"Oh Christine," Erik said as he buried his face in her hair. "I've needed you so much these past weeks. Please do not deny me any longer."
Christine's heart began to beat wildly. She wanted him desperately, but she needed to tell him something first. The only problem is she had no idea where to begin. Erik kissed her neck again leaving a mark and then made his way to her collar bone and her breasts. Christine couldn't help, but flinch as he did so.
"Christine what's wrong?" He looked at her with eyes filled with lust and a hint of confusion.
"It's nothing Erik I've just been sore lately." She smiled at him weakly knowing that she would have to continue.
"Sore, why have you been sore?" Erik shifted his weight off of her now worried that he was causing her more discomfort.
"Well its natural to be sore."
"It is? Since when is it natural for you to be sore, Christine?"
"It's natural . . . when you are pregnant." She looked up at him as fear went through her body.
