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Malika fidgeted with her outfit that Erik wanted her to wear. They were intending to have a romantic evening, but she couldn't see how it was supposed to be romantic when the outfit she wore did not cover much. She wore a two piece outfit which looked much like what the Persian girls wore. The top part made her extremely uncomfortable. What was Erik up too?
She had made sure that her brother and sister were in bed then she had returned to find Erik waiting with a basket. He led her out of the house and into the garden which was lit by lanterns and the moon. 'What a perfect night,' she thought to herself.
He led her to a spot underneath a tree and laid out a blanket then set the basket on the blanket. He helped her sit down then sat down as well. "What do you think?" Erik questioned her as he opened the basket and began to uncork a bottle of wine.
"May I ask why I had to wear this outfit? I feel so naked."
Erik chuckled as she glared at him. "That's the whole point Malika."
"And I couldn't have been divulged of my regular clothing as usual?" She asked him.
Erik burst out laughing. "My dear you think you must be divulged of clothing in order to have sex? This is wrong. That is why you are wearing this outfit in particular." He handed her a glass of wine and watched as she sipped it. "Enjoy tonight. It will be one of the last romantic nights we have for a while."
"Why?"
"I'm going to start on a new project up in Paris. When I get home I will only want two things from you Malika, a massage and sex." She suddenly felt a feeling of insignificance come over her. Erik noticed her sudden silence and gently took her hand then kissed it. "It is one of your tasks Malika."
"I just didn't think that I would go back to being a body for your pleasure so soon."
"Don't start with me." Erik growled. He sighed, "Malika, please understand." He paused to try to find the right words, "A man must have his release after working hard days. You are the only release I have."
She crossed her arms, "So a woman must be a man's release."
"No, but you are. Isn't that good to you?"
"It feels like that is all I am good for." Malika explained as she sat her empty wine glass down.
He rolled his eyes at her. "You misread my words dear. Now lay down."
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"Lukcas. We are not supposed to be out here. Monsieur Garnier is going to punish us." Linka told her brother as he led her silently through the hedge maze. They kept down and walked slowly while trying to find the way out.
"They will not know. Besides we have to make sure Malika is alright."
"But they are probably doing something that we do not need to see." Linka commented.
Lukcas shivered. "I hope not." They made it out of the maze to see a silhouette of Erik and Malika.
"We should go back."
"Don't worry. They won't see us."
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Erik ran his hand along the side of Malika's bent and exposed leg. He knew that he had disappointed her. However, acting silly would not get her what she wanted. Erik shook his thoughts away as he sucked softly on her neck. His fingers entwined in her dark hair as he heard her softly moan. He smiled against her skin. Arguing one minute then moaning the next. What was he to do with her?
Her lips parted with another moan as he ran a hand from the inner thigh of her left leg down to her ankle. "I want to hear you Malika. I want to hear you scream for me."
"Erik. Can I request something of you?"
"What is it?" Erik questioned her.
"Since this is our last romantic night for a while can we take things slowly?"
He smiled then gently kissed her lips. "Anything for you. Would you like some more wine cherie?" Erik reached for their wine glasses and poured more wine into their glasses. He then handed Malika her glass and watched as she sipped quietly. "Cheese or bread?"
She flashed him a smile then said, "Both please."
"I wouldn't want you to get drunk. Too much wine without food will make you that way."
"Wouldn't that be to your advantage?" Malika questioned as he handed her a piece of bread with cheese.
Erik smirked at her then gently grasped her chin. "Ah, but that would be too easy. You would be too pliable to my demands and I prefer my mistress to have some backbone as she usually does."
"So you think kneeing you yesterday was a show of me having backbone?" Malika asked then nibbled on the bread and cheese.
Erik laughed then took a swig of wine before replying, "Yes." He leaned forward, their faces only separated by an inch. Malika could smell the scent of sweet wine on his breath. Her eyes closed halfway as her lips parted. "So willing." He murmured before pressing a soft kiss to her lips. He ached to bury himself in her and stay there for the whole night.
A crack suddenly interrupted their kiss. "What was that?"
"I don't know. I shall see." Erik growled loudly as he headed over to where the noise sounded. She heard a great sigh. More angry than anything. Erik returned with Linka and Lukcas in front of him. Malika tried to make herself look proper but knew that no matter what she would not look that way. "You owe us an explanation."
"We're sorry!" Linka shouted as she suddenly fell to her knees. "Please do not punish us Monsieur Garnier."
"Get up child." Erik replied in a stern voice. Linka wiped tears from her eyes as she got up and looked at her sister. "Your sister and I have the right to a little privacy when we are having a romantic night together."
"You have no right to my sister!" Lukcas finally interrupted. He angrily balled his hands in fists. "You cannot make her do these things."
"Who said I was making her do anything? Last time I heard Malika chose to let me do these things to her." Erik replied feeling agitated that this child was wasting precious time he could be having with Malika.
"You make her do things with you. She shouldn't have to be your whore!"
"I'm not anyone's whore! I love being with Monsieur Garnier! Can't you understand that? I am happy." Malika finally interrupted. She had had enough of hearing her brother back talking Erik.
"You would rather play whore to him then be our sister!" Lukcas cried out in a surprised voice.
"I'm not a whore and you know I love you both. Why can't you understand that I love being with Monsieur Garnier?"
"Why don't you come out and say that you love him! I can't believe this. You are so disgusting! You're not the sister I knew!"
"Enough!" Erik bellowed at Lukcas. "How dare you take a disrespectful tone with your sister after all she has done for you. You should be happy she saved you. You should be happy she brought you here. Instead you insult her." He paused then said, "Malika, take your siblings back up to their rooms. I will meet you in the bedroom to continue our picnic."
Malika felt embarrassed as she led her siblings back up to the house. How could Lukcas say such horrible things to her? She loved him, yes it was true. Love came in many forms. She knew he would return the love to her. He would. She knew it.
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Malika returned after a lengthy and tiring conversation with her brother and sister. She felt as if she had been stabbed in the back. Why couldn't she love Erik? She knew that it was difficult for them to understand but she loved him. She sighed as she entered the room. The room was dim and she wondered if Erik had returned.
"Your brother has some nerve talking to you like that." Erik's voice interrupted her thoughts. Malika watched as he seemingly stepped out of the shadows. "Such disrespect is not tolerated in my household."
"He only wants to make sure I am not hurt." Malika replied as she tried to defend her brother, though knew he was right.
"I do not care. You are to be respected." He replied as he grasped her arm and pulled her to the bed. "There went our romantic night." He said with a sigh.
"Not necessarily. I still want to make love if you do." Malika replied and blushed as she uttered the words 'make love.'
"You have no idea how I wanted to have a quiet night to ourselves. It would have been perfect under the moon."
Malika shook her head at him then walked over to the huge windows and pulled the curtains back so that the moonlight flooded into the room. "We can make believe we are in the garden."
He laughed, "Always optimistic cherie?"
"Since when did you want to call me cherie?" Malika questioned him.
"Why do I need a reason to call you anything I wish?" Erik responded while watching her walk over to the bed and climbing onto the mattress. He began to unbutton his vest as he watched her kneel on the bed to face him. What was his little minx up to?
"I do not know. I just thought you had a reason." She reached up and unclasped the top part of her outfit and let it fall to the floor. Malika smiled as she saw his mouth drop.
"Rushing tonight?" Erik questioned as a smirk formed on his face.
"You are taking forever monsieur. I do not want to wait that long." Malika retorted then noted that he was moving a bit faster to take off his clothes. She smiled at him as she unclasped her skirt and threw it in the floor leaving her bare skinned except for the jewelry that was on her wrist and around her neck.
Erik finally climbed into bed after divulging himself of his clothes. Malika cried out in surprise when he grasped the back of her knees and pulled her off her knees so her legs would be straight. Erik laughed as she playfully hit him. "You are being very naughty monsieur!"
Bending over to whisper in her ear he said, "And something tells me you like it." He paused momentarily, "Tell me cherie, what would I have to do in order for me to have my dinner and dessert tonight?"
Malika looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean Erik?"
"Use your imagination dear." Erik responded while opening her legs. He licked his lips visibly as realization dawned on her.
"You are not serious." She said softly.
"Oh but I am. I don't need bread and cheese to dine well tonight." He replied with a snicker.
"Ohh...Erik don't say such naughty things." Malika moaned softly.
He leaned over her and gave her a soft kiss to her lips. Malika pressed back wanting to feel more of his warm lips against her skin. Her eyes suddenly shot open as she felt two fingers part her folds and another rub against her clit. "Oh God!" She exclaimed loudly as his finger rubbed harder against her. "Oh Erik, why do you taunt me so!"
"We are perfect for each other cherie. Tell Erik what you want and you shall have it. I promise it." Erik whispered against her skin.
She clung to his body as sweat dripped from her forehead. "You do not know what you say." Tears fell down her cheeks as she felt herself nearing her orgasm. He stopped and she immediately regretted it.
"Oh I know what I say. Stop lying to yourself Malika!" He snarled in her ear. "Give yourself to me!"
She ripped off his mask and threw it in the floor then grasped his shoulders and replied, "Then take what is yours! I may have been bought for the purpose of sex but I want you Erik. I love you! I know it is strange for a woman to say that to the man that raped her, but it is true. I want you! I want to have your baby! I want to be the only woman in your life and I DO NOT want you to ever, ever think about any other woman than me!"
Erik was taken aback. She loved him! Even after all those horrible things he did to her, she loved him! And on top of that she wanted to have his baby. "Since when did my Malika decide this?"
"I don't know, I just want to feel you. Oh God, Erik! You have no idea how much I want to feel you! You always speak of how much you have to hold back, but you know nothing of holding back. Sometimes I want so much to push you on this bed, unfasten your pants, and ride you till I am exhausted! Your touch ignites a fire in my body that I can never put out." She responded as he gently kissed her neck.
"What about my mouth?" He inquired playfully.
"Oh Erik. The first night you took me I was set afire from your mouth. It started with my breasts..." She trailed off. "I am out of place Erik. Forgive me."
He grasped her chin and forced her to look at him. Their eyes met and he knew that she had more to say to him. So much was being left unsaid and he wanted to hear every word of it. "No. Continue. I want to hear more."
"It's inappropriate." She replied quietly.
"Tell me Malika." He persisted.
She blushed then continued, "I like it when you kiss me down there."
Erik laughed softly. "Really cherie, you do not have to be so proper." Silence separated them for a few moments before he continued, "Tell me more."
"I want you Erik. More than you know. You are so passionate and I want to feel you everywhere. I want to feel your hands on my body..."
Erik grinned wickedly, "My mouth as well."
"Take me. Show me again. Love me." She whispered in his ear.
"Let me tell you something first cherie." Erik replied as he placed his hands on her thighs and pushed her legs apart. "You are quite welcome to pushing me on the bed, unfastening my pants, and riding me to your heart's content. In fact, I look forward to that. I want you Malika. I want to feel what it is like to break in orgasm over me. Most of all, I want to give you everything you want."
Malika smiled as their eyes met. "I don't believe you have dined tonight."
Erik grinned as the thought of tasting her flesh entered his mind. He licked his lips then said, "No I haven't. You're a naughty girl for keeping me waiting." He lowered his head over her loins after pulling her legs over his strong shoulders. "Scream for me Malika. I want to hear my name. I don't care who hears, I want it from the depth of your soul." Their eyes met and she knew wouldn't refuse him.
Erik parted her folds once more and this time lowered his head till his mouth covered her nub. His tongue darted out to taste her flesh which resulted in the most delicious scream he had ever heard. More delicious then all of his other whores combined. He closed his eyes as he felt her bury her hands in his hair. "Take me Erik!" She screamed loudly. He looked up to see tears streaming down her cheeks as he continued pleasuring her. Erik could feel the familiar tenseness in her body as his tongue laved over her bud several times. "More! Oh God, Erik more!" She screamed her pleasure while looking at him with half-lidded eyes. Erik smirked inwardly then decided to finish her orgasm. He felt her tremble beneath him as he laved her nub one last time and felt her body react in accordance. She screamed for him. A mind-blowing scream that had Erik wanting more of her.
He watched as her chest rose up and down rapidly. He smiled then finally said, "Did you enjoy that cherie?"
"Yes." She replied then wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him over her. Malika clung to his body hoping that he would just let her hold to him. Erik kissed her neck softly. "Go ahead Erik. You need your release as well. I would feel selfish if you did not."
He smiled at her, "Always thinking of others. I appreciate that angel. I need it." Erik gently kissed her softly then swiftly entered her with a loud groan. "Oh Malika." He moaned loudly. Her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him closer. "Damn!" He suddenly shouted as her inner muscles squeezed him. "Where did you learn that!"
Malika smiled as he grasped her hips tightly and continued to thrust against her. "I don't know." She replied truthfully.
"I'm almost there." He groaned loudly as she tightened her grip on his shoulders. Erik felt his body tense before his seed rushed from his body. He collapsed over her after pulling out from her body.
"Oh Erik. This has been such a wonderful night." Malika whispered in his ear.
"Yes cherie. It has." Erik replied.
"Erik."
"Hmm."
"I love you."
Erik smiled. "I love you too."
Author's Note: So I finally updated. This chapter just came to me. So if you think it was crazy forgive me. However, I liked how it came out. I hope you all do to. Please review. I hope the chapter is good.