Chapter Seventeen

Christine woke up alone in bed. Erik's clothes have been picked up from the floor. She quickly wrapped a blanket around her and went to her room. She went to her dresser and grabbed her brush to untangle her brown curls and began to pinch her cheeks to give them some color. She blanket on her lap while she was sitting down on her chair and trying to make her hair into a bun.

Erik entered her bedroom and smiled. He walked towards her and gently grabbed her wrists, stopping her from putting her hair up. "Don't," he whispered in her ear, making her shiver with desire. "I like it better down." She smiled and he moved his hands down to caress her breast while his mouth began kissing her neck. Christine moved her head to the side making it easier for Erik to kiss her neck.

She closed her eyes and gave a low moan when he began to stroke her nipples. He grabbed her waist and turned her to face him and crushed his lips to hers. She moaned into his mouth and her hands tangled to his hair. She removed her lips from his and began to unbutton his shirt. Erik didn't wait anymore, he pulled off his shirt and Christine decided to unbuckle his belt.

She finally got it loose and pulled both his trousers and drawers down. She went for the mask but, Erik shook his head and she left it. Erik grabbed her and carried her to the bed but, he was already pumping inside of her. Christine felt the soft covers touch her back; she quickly went on her knees and began to kiss Erik once again.

Erik gently pushed her back to the bed again and guided his cock to her entrance, while he was still kissing her. Christine blushed when the tip of his cock teased her wetness before he finally was thrusting in her. Erik's thumb rubbed her clit and Christine screamed in pleasure. "ERIK!"

"Mon Dieu, Christine. You feel so good!"Christine's nails clawed his shoulder. He felt that she was close to her climax. He slipped out of her. "Get on your hands and knees, Christine." He demanded. She did as she was told and Erik inserted his fingers in her. Christine gave a whimper of desire and Erik smiled.

"You like that?" He slipped his fingers out and began to rub his cock on her wetness. Christine needed him.

"Yes, please Erik. Please." He could not deny her anything. He pushed his cock into her and began thrusting. He pumped inside her and gave a loud groan when he felt his climax was near. Christine began moaning when he began placing tiny kisses on her back.

They both gave one final shout when they reached their climax and Erik spilled his seed in her. They fell back on the bed gasping and panting.

Erik put his arms around her and whispered, "Christine, I love you." She felt a tear run down her cheek. Oh God, she loved him as well. She placed a peck on his lips.

"I love you too, Erik." She cuddled into his arms and Erik placed the blankets on top of them before they fell into deep sleep.

4 weeks later...

Nadir was in the carriage with Madame Giry next to him riding back to Erik's home. "Are you sure that Erik wants me to stay with him?" Nadir smiled at her and nodded his head.

"Yes, Madame. He wants the closest thing that he has to a family with him." Madame Giry smiled.

"And how is it you came to know Erik, monsieur?" She asked. Nadir stayed silent. He knew that the story of Nadir and Erik in Persia was something that Erik would never want to mention again.

"I think Madame, some things are better left… unsaid." He whispered. She was curious of what he meant but, didn't press on. They rode in silence for minutes until; Madame Giry saw a beautiful home or "castle." She looked very well, impressed.

Nadir helped Madame Giry out when they reached Erik's home. "Come I'm sure there's a little blonde girl with big brown eyes, who is going to be happy to see you." Nadir said with a smile. Madame Giry returned the smile.

Meg was looking through the window and gave a happy cry and ran to the door. "Maman! Maman!" Madame Giry ran inside and embraced her daughter.

"Oh, my child! I am so happy to see you again!" She pulled away from Meg and asked, "Where's Erik? I owe him a 'thank you'." Meg gave another little smile.

"He went down to his basement but, hasn't come-" All other words were interrupted when Erik came through the door that led to the basement.

"I am here, Madame. And I don't want your 'thanks', I am just happy you are safe." Madame Giry's smile faded when she looked at Erik's shirt.

"Erik, why is there blood on your shirt?" Erik looked down and saw that there were a few stains of blood on his shirt. Meg's face paled, she knew what he had done or was doing. Nadir also found this unusual. Erik's silence was enough for Nadir to figure it out.

"Erik, where is the Vicomte?" Erik looked up at him and knew he couldn't hide the truth. He pointed to the door that he came from. Madame Giry gave a loud gasp and put her hands over her mouth in disbelief.

"Erik you didn't-"

"Oh, but I did Madame. And that bastard very much deserves it." Erik said with a smirk. Nadir's eyes widened.

"He is still alive?" Erik smirk turned into a smile.

"Very much so. I find it unbelievable but, yes he is alive. The only reason I am doing this is because of Christine. The Vicomte raped her." Erik's fist clenched as he remembered how she was when he found her. "He is getting everything he deserves."

"Does Christine know?" Madame Giry asked. The question caught Erik by surprise.

"No."

"She needs to know, Erik." Nadir declared. But, Erik only snorted.

"And what am I suppose to tell her, Daroga? 'Oh, my dear Christine. I am keeping your precious childhood friend in my dungeon and I am torturing him in many different ways!'"

"WHAT?" Everyone turned they're head to the stairs in which Christine was standing. Erik couldn't help but, just stare at her, with no explanation to say. She didn't need one, she ran up the stairs with tears in her eyes. Erik was going to rush after her but, Meg caught his arm.

"No, monsieur. Let me go talk to her." Erik hesitated but, then nodded. Meg ran up after Christine.

Christine was sitting in her bed, her face in her hands. Sobbing. She looked up when a knock came from the door. "G-go away Erik!" she gasped with tears following.

"No, Christine. It's Meg. Please open up." Christine went to her door and opened it. Meg walked in and closed the door behind her. "Christine, I know what he is doing is wrong but, can't you see? He was doing it for you."

"He doesn't need to torture. Violence is not the answer, Meg." She sobbed and Meg caught her in an embrace. She began caressing Christine's curls.

"I know, I know but, give him another chance. He loves you Christine." Christine shook her head.

"I am going to but, that's not the reason why it upsets me that he is still using violence, Meg." She said wiping her tears.

"Then what is the matter?"

"I'm pregnant."

Whoa, bet you didn't see that coming! Review? :)