Chapter Thirteen

A/N: Okay, some sexual material in this chapter… Just giving a heads up! R&R

The pain was stinging, but he didn't want to ruin the moment. He was too happy to think about the pain! His tongue tasted every bit of her mouth, he removed his mouth from hers and began to remove her whole dress. She was a beautiful sight.

Christine began to blush when she Erik started removing her pantalets. When he completely removed it, he began to kiss her legs, moving his lips upward after every kiss until once more he caught her lips. He pulled her up into a sitting position, but his lips never let go of hers. She began to caress his marred side, and smile in between the kiss when he groaned.

Erik slid his hands to her back and began to unlace her corset, and Christine's hands moved down and began to unbuckle his belt. Erik finally finished the laces and ripped the corset from Christine's body and pushed her back to the bed, and began ravishing her lips.

Christine's little moans encourage his hunger. She began to push Erik's trousers down with her legs since her hands were gripping Erik's hair. Erik felt what she was doing and help her, by shaking them off. She didn't expect what he did next. "Erik! Oh, God!" she moaned when he began grinding himself on her wetness. It felt so good! She wanted him so much! "Erik! Please!" Erik smiled at her, he wanted to torture her a bit. He moved his head down and suckled her nipples.

Christine bit back the scream by biting her lip. Her hands began gripping the sheets of the bed. Erik moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention. He has never tasted anything so good! She was so pure and beautiful and God, he loved her so much. He head began to go lower, and began spreading her slender legs. Her eyes widened at what he was thinking about doing but, before she could say anything. Erik plunged his tongue into her wetness.

Christine scream was just what Erik needed before he sucked on her clit. She began to moan. Is this what making love is? It's something she wanted to do but only with her precious angel. She loved him so much. "Christine, I love you. I love you so much." He whispered.

She felt joy in her heart. She saw Erik take off his drawers, and give a smirk at her. She felt her cheeks redden. She lifted herself and caught Erik's lips in a brief kiss. It was time for her own torture. She gave Erik a mischievous smile and went on her knees. Before he cool even ask, she began teasing his cock with the tip of her tongue.

"Christine!" he groaned. She smiled up at him, without a second thought, she took him all in her mouth. "You have bewitched me, Christine Daae." She lifted herself up and began to kiss him hungrily. He didn't hesitate, he pushed her back to the bed. He felt so… there wasn't even word to describe what he was feeling.

He once more began to spread her legs and began teasing her wetness with the tip of his cock. "Erik!" she cried. He loved how eager her responses were. "Yes, Erik! Please!" He couldn't deny her no longer. He slowly began to insert himself.

Christine's eyes widened. It hurt, she felt like she was stretching. She gave a little whimper of pain, and Erik noticed it quickly. "Am I hurting you angel?" She wanted to say yes, but he would stop and the moment would be ruined.

"No, my love. Please, Erik. I want you." He didn't feel convinced but, moved into her slower, and slowly began to thrust. But, the pain stopped, she began to feel pleasure. Moans escaped from her lips, which only encouraged Erik more. He started to quicken his pace, moving deeper and harder into her. "Erik, more!" she screamed. She didn't know where it came from, and didn't care. He smiled and moved his lips to hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist trying to make him go deeper.

As he felt the climax was almost near, he removed himself from her. He laid on the bed and positioned her on top of him. She placed her hands on his chest when he started thrusting into her. He put his hands on her waist as she began to move with his rhythm. She threw her head back and screamed with pleasure, as soon as they reached their climax. She removed herself from being on top of him and snuggled to him. He placed blankets on both of them and wrapped his arms around her.

For some reason, Erik felt no pain. But, he was going to be sore in the morning. "I love you, Erik." Christine whispered. He smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I love you too, my angel."

Raoul heard screams coming from Christine. Was that monster hurting her? He moved through his hideout and peeked through the door where he could see that demon thrusting inside of Christine!

No! He must save her! He claims to love her and then rape her? But, then he heard that the screams from Christine were more from pleasure than pain. "Erik, more!" he heard her scream. God, did she actually want that monster inside her? No! He must have threatened her. He was her lover not that masked freak! No, she couldn't.

No matter. One way or another, they will both pay. His plan is ready and will be set for war.

Erik's eyes opened when he felt kisses on his unmarred cheek. He smiled when he saw Christine placing one last kiss on his cheek and just lay her head on his chest. "Good Morning." She said. And just, as he thought, he was sore. His body began to ache. Christine's smile faded and got off the bed. "I'll go get Nadir." She placed a robe on and ran out of the room.

"Well, I surprised she gave herself to you, demon." Erik turned his head and saw Raoul closing the door and locking it. "I don't want anything to disturb us." He said and pulled out his sword and threw it on the ground. "I want us to fight, like real men. No weapons…" Erik quickly pulled on his drawers and trousers. Showing his bare and muscular chest. His fist clenched.

"You just seem to understand, de Changy. Christine does not want you anymore." Raoul gave a smirk and swung his fists to Erik's jaw, but Erik was faster and ducked just in time.

"And who does she want you? A demon that is a disgrace to God?" Erik took Raoul by the neck and hung him up in the air.

"Apparently de Changy, I could care less what I am to another people now, I am in this world to love and protect Christine from fops like you!" he roared and slammed Raoul to the ground, letting his fist connect to Raoul's jaw. "And lesson number one about fighting, keep your hands at the level of your eyes!" He said before preparing to attack Raoul once more.

Annoying isnt it? Raoul just won't stop... :) Please Review!