Chapter Nineteen:
Erik watched Michelle begin knitting a baby outfit as they sat in front of a fire.
"It would be nice to have an animal down here. You know, a little puppy or kitten."
Erik raised an eyebrow at his wife. She turned to look at him for a response. "A
puppy or a kitten? We have Cesar dear."
"Cesar is yours. Besides he is a horse. He is not a small animal I can hold."
Michelle replied.
He smiled as she continued her knitting. Erik clamped a hand over her own and
stared in her eyes. "You know what I think we should do." He stated simply, leaving
her imagination to fill in the blanks. She shivered visibly as he pressed a kiss to
her neck. "Put your damn knitting down. I don't care to watch you knit now."
"But Erik...Should we be doing that?"
He pulled the knitting needles and yarn from her hands and put it on the small
table beside the chaise. "It's allowed angel. At least during the first five months
of pregnancy."
She raised an eyebrow. "How do you know so much about pregnancy?"
Erik laughed softly. "I read angel and there has been more than one pregnant
ballerina here during my stay as Opera Ghost." He paused. "You are so beautiful.
Allow me to do the work angel. You know your husband loves you." Erik said as he
pulled her on his lap.
"Erik you usually do the work." Michelle replied suddenly feeling a shiver of
pleasure run down her spine.
He smirked then softly pressed his hands to her hips. "I can't help I 'love'
consummating so much. And I do love it."
"When will I get to pleasure you?"
He slowly stretched out on the chaise as she settled over his lap while pulling her
dress up to reveal her legs. "When I decide it angel. Besides, I get enough
pleasure from your reactions."
She blushed as he gently stroked the side of her leg. She shivered in pleasure.
"You are unfair Monsieur."
He chuckled then said, "I can be unfair angel. I am your husband afterall." Erik
traced a finger up her leg and finally came to rest on her hip. "I want to make you
happy always."
"Erik. Eventually i'm going to have my time with you." He laughed loudly as she
pushed his shoulders back against the cushion. "Why are you laughing? Don't I have
a right to you? Isn't marriage equal?"
"Oh Michelle. You know I am yours. I am laughing because you are so thoughtful. You
always want to make me happy and I appreciate you for that." He responded as his
hands wondered up her side and cupped her breasts. She gasped a little while her
small hands came over his. "This is interesting angel. I never knew that I would
have a pregnant wife. I never thought I would enjoy the sight of a woman pregnant
with my child."
"Well it won't be enjoyable as it seems. I will be grumpy and certainly my body
will not be appealing."
Erik laughed once more. "I believe we had this discussion. Now," He said as he
reached between them to unbutton his black pants, "I also believe that we were
going to consummate."
Michelle sat back to unbutton the front of her dress to reveal her camisole. She
then took it off and threw it over the back of the chaise. "I would fear the day we
can't consummate Erik."
He smiled at her as she continued shedding clothes. "Why is that angel?"
"Because we would lose such a vital part of our relationship." She replied then
kissed his lips softly.
"Mmm..." He moaned against her mouth.
Erik grasped her, pulling her hard against his chest. He then positioned himself
before her entrance quickly and slid home. Michelle gasped loudly as her arms wound
round his neck and her hands grasped his dark hair. He wrapped his arms around her
back and began to thrust up against her hips. "Ohhh! Erik!" She groaned while he
continued thrusting into her warmth. Michelle's hands dropped to grasp his
shoulders tightly. Erik growled loudly as he felt her inner walls clamp on his
member. She screamed as her orgasm rocked through her. Erik felt his own triggered
and emptied herself into her.
Michelle panted heavily as Erik stroked her hair. He felt her let go of his
shoulders. "I love you angel." He finally whispered.
She looked up at him and said, "I love you too Erik."
A/N:
Short but nice. Hope you like it. I will write another hopefully this weekend. Thanks for the reviews. Please review!
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Pyrite.