Hello to all my readers! I'm planning on finishing this story either tonight or tomorrow night! Yay! Thanks for reading and reviewing. (Don't worry. There's much more that I already have written, so it's not like it's going to be a really short story!)

Sabine

Our wedding day was beautiful! The church was covered with deep red roses and softly lighted candles. I stood at the back of the church and glanced out of the window before the ceremony started. Only the priest, Erik and I, and two witnesses, Aunt Antoinette and Felicienne, a friend of mine from childhood, was present, so we agreed not to have too much of a production. However, Aunt Antoinette made sure I had a proper wedding dress.

"Every bride-to-be must have a proper wedding dress, whether there is a large ceremony or not!" she had exclaimed. I had agreed when she proclaimed that the fur-lined pure white wedding dress was perfect for me. Even as I stood at the back of the church, my stomach was in knots wondering how Erik would respond to the dress I had chosen to present myself in as his bride. I hoped he would approve.

Snow fell lightly outside the church, though I could hardly see because of the darkness. Erik and I had both agreed to be married after dark because we didn't want to draw too much attention from passer-byes. Still, the snow did look rather beautiful, as it always does this time of year. Christmas was only days away.

The music started and I walked down the aisle with a bouquet of roses in my hand. I glanced at my future husband. He looked so incredibly handsome in his black suit with his fedora hat and black gloves. He looked like a gentleman standing at the alter awaiting the arrival of his future bride. When I looked at him and he returned my glance, there was nothing but love for me in his eyes.

We exchanged vows and rings. It all seemed to happen so fast and yet it seemed to have taken a lifetime. Before I knew it, the priest was pronouncing us husband and wife and my lips were pressed against my husband's in a gentle yet passionate kiss. We broke apart after too short of time and walked down the aisle together as one.

Aunt Antoinette walked us to our carriage and then bid us goodbye. She was off to London to stay with family for Christmas and would be gone for two weeks. Erik and I had the house all to ourselves for a perfect honeymoon.

After a long ride home, in which we said nothing to each other, I think because of the anticipation of the wedding night to come, we arrived at our front door. After helping me alight from our carriage and paying the driver, I was suddenly swept off my feet into the arms of my beloved.

"It is tradition for the man to carry his wife over the threshold, is it not?"

I laughed and kissed him tenderly as he opened the door and set me down just inside the parlor.

"What a perfect wedding," he exclaimed, looking down at me with a tender expression in his eyes.

"Yes," I answered. "It was wonderful. You look so handsome, my darling."

"And you! That dress looks absolutely stunning on you! It extenuates all those soft gorgeous curves in your body that I love to look at and touch. I love it. It is a shame you will only wear it once."

I nodded and then kissed him passionately, letting my tongue slide into his mouth. He returned the favor and held me close. I could feel him harden.

"Could you help me unbutton my dress and untie my corset?" I asked as I broke our kiss and spun around.

With shaky hands, he did as he was asked. I could hear his breath become quicker with each move he made and I could feel his untrained fingers slipping on my buttons.

After he had finished, I let the wedding dress slide easily to the floor. I was left in my corset and chemise, which left very little to the imagination as far as my chest area was concerned. Erik noticed this and let out an audible groan.

"I'm going to go get ready for bed," I whispered when he had finished examining my body with his eyes. "Be in my bedroom in ten minutes."

Without waiting for a reply, I grabbed my wedding dress, rushed upstairs and shut the door quickly. Hurriedly, I undid my hair and let it fall loose against my shoulders. I undressed and quickly slipped on my nightgown as I heard Erik mounting the stairs. Soon, I heard a timid knock on my door.

"Come in."

He entered slowly, shut the door and came to me. He had changed into his night clothes and had removed his mask. His strong muscular arms wrapped themselves around me and he kissed me passionately, letting his tongue roam my mouth. I eagerly returned the favor.

"I want you tonight," he whispered.

I moaned and answered, "And you shall have me."

I began removing his clothing and let my fingers roam his body once he was standing before me completely undressed. He let out a cry when I wrapped my fingers around his sensitive area, which was both very hard and wet at this point, and began to gently stroke him. It was then that I realized how incredibly big he was. He responded to my touches by crying out in pleasure and then removing my clothing and returning my actions when I had finished. His hands roamed my breasts freely and I moaned with pleasure. He definitely knew what to do and how to do it. He gently teased me by lightly touching my stomach and my breasts with his bare hands, making me wait to feel his real touch. Suddenly, I was in his arms. After tenderly laying me on the bed, his hands brushed against my stomach and I gave him a brief cry of pleasure. He began making circles with his fingers on my stomach while his mouth explored mine. His tongue then moved down to my breasts and I gasped. He started nibbling at the very tips of my breasts and I moaned in pleasure. He then began moving farther and farther down my body until he reached my legs. After kissing my lower abdomen, he gently spread my legs. He let out an audible groan when he saw what lay between my legs, and then went to exploring the region with both his rough but gentle hands and his warm velvet tongue. After gaining his own personal pleasure, and providing me with more pleasure than I ever imagined, he gently pressed his body on top of mine and pushed into me. I screamed in both delight and pain, but chose to ignore the pain as best I could while he continued to push into me, unaware of anything that was happening with my body. I felt something tear inside of me and tears began streaming down my face. His eyes were closed at this point and he couldn't see the pain he was inflicting upon me. However, this only lasted a little while and slowly, the pain subsided and desire replaced everything else.

"Sabine," Erik whispered seductively into my ear as he pushed harder every moment, and then cried out, "Oh God!"

It was over. I cried out as we both climaxed and I felt his release into my body. A few moments later is when Erik noticed the blood on the white satin sheets.

"Oh darling, I am so sorry!" he cried out.

"It's all right, dear. It didn't hurt too much."

"Why didn't you tell me it was going to hurt?" he asked lovingly as he stroked the side of my face.

"I didn't know," I answered. "It's not something my mother talked about; sex that is."

"I understand. Oh darling, I'm so sorry."

He kissed the side of my face tenderly as I answered, "It was worth it."

"Why didn't you tell me I was hurting you?"

"I wanted you to have the pleasure you've been dreaming of for the past forty-four years of your life."

"But my dear, I did not want to hurt you."

"I know. I don't know how many times it will hurt after this, but I'm sure it will eventually go away."

"If I do anything to hurt you again, let me know."

I nodded as he tenderly pressed his lips against mine. He gently moved off of my body and lay on his side gazing into my eyes. After lovingly kissing me a few times and stroking the side of my face, we said our good-nights and I love you-s and drifted to sleep in each other's arms.