Chapter Twenty Eight
Christine woke to a feeling of comfort that she had not had for weeks. The warmth from a fire warmed her cold body as did Erik, who was lying up against her. His arm was wrapped around her waist and his other arm was outstretched so Christine's head could lie on top of it. She looked up at his face and was surprised that he was not wearing his mask. And yet she had never seen a more welcoming sight.
The feel of him holding her was enough to make her want to cry. Did he know that she craved his touch above that of any man she had ever met? The idea of making love to him was something she dreamed about, not one of her nightmares. She would gladly experience any pain if it meant being that close to him. Perhaps that would make him realize how much she loved him.
She refused to talk about what had happened. For right now she needed to show him how much he meant to her in the only way she believed would work. Turning onto her side she gently pressed her lips to his, feeling him sigh against her mouth as he woke up. His gray green eyes opened to look at her intensely, causing her to shiver. She ran her hands up and down what she realized was his bare chest and kissed the rough skin of his neck.
He said nothing as he caressed her cheeks with his fingers, his eyes tender as he looked at her. Erik's fingers found their way into her soft, silken hair as he pressed a kiss to her mouth, his tongue exploring every inch of her until she moaned softly. Knowing that if he wanted this to happen he would have to go slow Erik gently rolled her beneath him, not wanting to frighten her away.
She was looking up at him, desperately trying to be brave but he could see the fear in her eyes. In their depths he could see the countless times she had been forced to give her body to a man who cared nothing for her. She was to young to have witnessed the cruelities of this world. He, despite his face, had been with countless woman, but they had been brief encounters, merely to satisfy himself momentarily.
Christine was different. He loved her. Even though he had a lousy way of showing it. He would never hurt her by using her body against her will. He wanted to make love to her and have it be beautiful for both of them. If he spent his whole life with her and never made love to her he would be fine with that, because her love was enough. But he had to try. He had to show her that it was not a disgusting act.
Erik cupped her cheeks and kissed her slowly, coaxingly, wanting her to relax and trust him, no matter how hard that was for her to do after what he had done to her.
"I would never hurt you," he whispered, pressing several tender kisses to her neck. Christine closed her eyes. He had already hurt her with his accusation of betrayal. But she would not tell him that now. She had no idea what she was supposed to do in this sort of situation so she just laid very still, allowing Erik to kiss her repeatedly as he hands went up and down her sides.
Erik noticed how passive she was being and he did not like it. He took her hands in his and laid it on his bare chest, his breath catching in his throat at the feel of her soft hands against his rough skin. Her eyes found his, a questioning look in her eyes.
"Touch me, Christine, do what feels right. Just do not lie there," he pleaded. She hesitated before running her hands up and then down his chest, interested in the play of muscle across his chest. She pressed several kisses to his chest then pulled away, blushing at her boldness. Erik, however, grabbed her hands and kissed her fingers.
"Your so innocent, sweetheart. Do not think I will turn from you because of something you wish to do. I am yours for the night, whatever you want is fine," he said encouragingly. She nodded, her hands running along the scarred flesh of his back.
Erik's lips slowly made their way to her collarbone and the flesh above her breasts. He shifted her beneath him so the cradle of her thighs was holding his monumental arousal just where he wanted it. Christine gasped at the feeling of his erection against her...he was certainly bigger then she had imagined.
His kisses were a little more persistant but she was beginning to enjoy them. She knew being close to him was what she loved the most. With slow movements of his arms he pulled her chemise up and off of her. Christine whimpered and turned around beneath him, lying on her stomach, her hands over her breasts. Erik felt his heart constrict for his little siren and her obvious reluctance to be touched.
But the sight of her smooth and flawless back did not allow him to think. He suckled softly at her skin, enjoying the way her breathing increased only slightly. His hands cupped her buttocks and gently massaged until Christine moaned. When he was satisfied he turned her over, smiling at the frightened look in her eyes. Her arms were crossed over her breasts in a protective gesture and when he tried to move them she whimpered and shook her head.
"You are beautiful, darling. Show me how beautiful you are," he cooed softly, moving her arms away from the pair of the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen.
"Look at you, Christine, so perfect," he whispered. She blushed and shook her head.
"No, I am not," she insisted softly, although the way he looked at her made her feel otherwise. Erik gave several wet kisses to the perfect mounds of flesh, causing a long moan to erupt from Christine's kiss swollen lips. She clutched at his arms and he looked down into her eyes.
"Erik...I'm frightened," she whispered. Hearing the genuine fear in her voice Erik stopped everything he was doing to wrap his arms around her and pull her close to him. She buried her face against his neck and Erik held her tightly.
"There is nothing to be frightened of, darling. If you wish me to stop please just tell me," he whispered. Christine could hear how hard it was for him to say that and she knew how much he wanted to share this with her. She did not want to ruin such a special moment.
"Show me this passion I have only heard about," she whispered, gasping when he groaned and cupped her breasts in his large hands. He mouth gently laved at her nipple and Christine could not help the slight moan that came from her lips or the way her back arched against his mouth. It felt good, she admitted that. He continued torturing her with his mouth until she felt a wetness between her thighs that she had never experienced before.
Grasping his head between her hands Christine brought his mouth to her and kissed him with as much passion as she was able. He groaned against her and Christine smiled, loving the idea that she could make him nearly shake with desire.
"Christine...my trousers," he grunted. She looked down at his still jean clad hips and legs and saw the straining bulge waiting for her to let free. She swallowed before slowly undoing his trousers and pushing them down his hips. She refuses to look at his arousal because she knows if she does she might not be able to go through with this.
Erik groaned and kissed her, and Christine could feel his hard arousal against her stomach. Suddenly it was not Erik's face above her, it was Jacque's. It was not Erik's gentle hands but Jacques bruising grip. She cried out and shoved away from him, scrambling off of the bed. Erik stared at her as she huddled in a corner, tears nearly blinding her.
Erik stood, wrapping a blanket around his lean waist as he went to her. She looked so scared, like a lost rabbit.
"Christine?" he whispered hesitantly.
"I cannot do this, Erik, I cannot!" she sobbed. Picking her up into his arms he carried her to the bed, and she immediately began to struggle.
"Shh, Angel, shh," he whispered, lying them both down on the bed. Her cries were breaking his heart and he simply pulled her tighter against him.
"It is over, love, I will not harm you. Just sleep. Sleep and tomorrow we will talk," he whispered. Christine's body went limp against him as she fainted, the room was suddenly quiet, the only sound Erik's soft weeping.
A/N: I know you all probably hate me for this one! It was actually hard for me to write, but I hope you all enjoy, the plot is thickening! Please R&R!