Warning! Sexual content below . I know this story is rated M, but this is for those who don't pay attention to Ratings, like me :D

Enjoy!

-AesSedia

Erik looked down into the eyes of the woman he was in love with. He was hesitant on her statement and started to ask her to repeat what she had just said. He was interrupted by her covering his mouth with hers, whispering into his lips how badly she wanted him. He bent down and scooped her into her arms, causing a gasp to escape Christine's lips. He crashed his lips onto hers causing her gasp to turn into a moan of pleasure. Erik momentarily regretted the distance he had taken her from the manor to propose, but knew it was the most romantic setting he knew of. He hurried toward the manor, as she nibbled on his neck. She hit a particularly sensitive spot, and Erik put her on her feet. She looked at him with confusion before she was pushed up against a tree, not even have made it past the second door. His tongue thrust greedily into her waiting mouth, his aching arousal pressed into the area that made her a woman. Christine was unaware of the hard tree in her back, all she knew and wanted was Erik. His mouth left hers and traveled down her neck, nipping and sucking gently. Moans escaped her mouth as she tilted her head back against the tree, taking in the night sky. One of his hands skimmed the top of her breast, feeling the hard nub. She drew in a sharp intake of breath has he began to trace the bottom of her breast, one hand slowly circling her nub, causing a different set of emotions to skim across her face. He began to slowly knead at her breast, causing Christine to grab his hips and press them firmly into hers. Erik began to gain confidence in his skills when he heard the sounds coming from Christine. He knew they were both inexperienced, but together they would learn the ways of a man and woman being together. Erik snapped back together when he felt Christine tug on the waist of his pants. He looked around; they couldn't do this here.

"Bed" Erik managed to get out; he couldn't believe he was thinking of running back to the manor right now, when all he wanted to do was take Christine against this tree. His hand began to bunch the material of her dress together, exposing two silky legs. His hand began the exploration up her leg, absolutely ignoring is exert from earlier. The bed would come soon enough. He closed his eyes; her legs were like silk, so wonderful under the feeling of his hand. He traveled closer and closer to her center, beginning to feel the warmth being emitted from her. Christine drove another sharp intake; her body ached for his touch. She had never felt these emotions before and they were incredibly pleasurable. She turned her head at the sound of a twig cracking, she looked around the garden they were in and saw nothing. She began to kiss Erik again when she felt eyes boring into her.

"Erik" Christine said, her voice filled with a unsatisfied emotion.

"Hum?" Erik inquired again.

Christine laughed; he never seemed to know what she was going to say.

"Bed" she said simply, he laughed and hurriedly carried her toward the manor.

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Reaching his bedroom, the lovers were distracted by each others mouths, causing Erik to bang slightly into the door. Christine giggled as he managed to make his way in the room, not wanting to leave the pleasure of her lips. They heard an annoyed Nadir shout something and ran into the room, both laughing.

Erik stood Christine up and began to kiss her once more, his hands skimming her back and playing with the ties of her dress. He pulled away quickly and looked into her eyes.

"Is this what you want Christine?" he asked.

She stood still for a minute and looked down at the ring on her finger. She smiled as the light caught the diamonds.

"Erik, I love you more than anything, I want to make love with you" she stopped, knowing they were both inexperienced "Let us show each other how to make love" she added with a smile.

Erik took that as a yes and began to unfasten her ties, lingering in the feeling of her smooth back with every tie he unfastened. As the last tie came off, the dress fell lost to the floor. Christine stood know with only her chemise, a very thin chemise. He felt he should start salivating when he gazed at his angel, making out her perfect breasts under the thin material. She moved toward him, feeling powerless under his intense stare. Never had a man looked at her with such passion and admiration. She slowly took his coat off, fascinated with the physique of this man. He stood now in a long sleeved blue shirt, a vest and black pants with matching black shoes. Feeling that she needed to get him down to her decency level, she removed his vest and shoes. He captured her lips again and picked her up gently, carrying over to his grand bed. The bed somewhat resembled the swan bed, only much larger and with posts. He lay her down on the bed and stepped back to stare at her.

"You are perfect my angel" he murmured quietly.

"No one is…" she began

"You are" he said with a look of pure admiration.

With that he joined her on the bed, resuming his position above her. His lips found the curve of her neck and began there slow exploration again. He now knew what spot made her shiver with pleasure, and took much pleasure in giving hers. She now found it impossible to not arch her body into his arousal. Never had she felt something so wonderful. His hand found the sleeve of her chemise; he pulled it down to reveal a smooth shoulder. He kissed that and found she had a reaction to that as well. She began to grind her hips into his, causing a groan from deep in his throat. She began to moan softly, wanting… needing something more. She realized her chemise was now in the way, and so was his shirt. She began to unbutton his shirt in a hurried fashion, and soon found herself almost tearing it from his body. She groaned when she saw her wore a white undershirt. She began to take that off when he stopped her with a wicked grin. His hands were busy traveling up her legs, finding their way to her center. He felt her wet with desire and smiled to himself. He knew that happened to women, but her never thought he'd have to chance to do it.

"Erik!" she moaned while half sitting up, she had never had a man touch her there before and the feeling was almost unbearable with pleasure.

His hand began to explore her folds of womanhood, gently rubbing up and down. He received a variation of moans until he found that spot.

"Erik! Oh please!" she moaned out, not knowing exactly what she wanted.

He grinned and began to encircle his thumb around her circular center. Her hips began to sway as she directed his hand on the areas to touch her. His other hand began his journey north and found one of her fair breasts. He began to knead her breast, making both hands fall in time with each other. He groaned quite loudly out of surprise and pleasure when she reached for his arousal, making him quicken his hand movements with her center.

"Let me…" he said huskily, wanting more from her.

Christine felt on the verge of screaming out in pleasure when a finger entered her slowly. After a moment, he began to move the finger as fast as he had moved his hand.

Christine was feeling hot and on the verge of exploding when she realized her chemise was on. Erik seemed to be having a problem keeping it out of the way and she reached out and grabbed his head.

"Take it off" she demanded. He immediately understood and slipped the chemise the rest of the way off her body, exposing a now nude and beautifully made Christine.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" he whispered into her ear, taking in the sight of her perfectly rounded mounds, her flat stomach and the triangular way of body met before her legs.

He removed the rest of his shirt, his pants and other belongings and lay back on top of Christine. He closed his eyes as he felt the warmth their bodies made together, loving the fact that the woman beneath him was willing and wanting him. Christine on the other hand starred at the man before her, Erik was muscular beyond belief. His body seemed to be sculpted out of marble. He bore well muscled arms, and a torso that rippled with power. She followed a line of dark black hair that led straight to his manhood. She gasped when she gazed upon it for the first time. Never had she thought something that would enter a woman would be so... so… Big!

Christine now lay with him between her thighs, his man hood hard and aching against her thigh, waiting… wanting to be let into to the depths of her. He leaned in to kiss her as he assumed his position. She gasped as he slowly began to enter her, she felt him go further until he was stopped. Erik closed his eyes; he knew that was supposed to be painful. He looked down at Christine.

"Hold on to me" he told her as he covered her mouth. He thrust once and he was fully inside her. Christine cringed against his mouth that still covered hers. He was kissing her lightly, trying to fight the pain away. He didn't move as he waited for her to be accustoming to him. After a moment he felt her body release the tension and he began to slowly thrust into her. Christine leaned her head into the curve of his neck, at first it had been quite painful, but now… she was feeling a fire growing inside her. He moaned into her hair as he began to speed up. Christine joined him, her body climbing to an unknown feeling.

"Erik..I.." she moaned into his neck.

He leaned down and grabbed her breast, kneading it gently as he kissed her

"You feel so wonderful" he told her quietly, in between his thrusts.

He thrusted deeper into her core, feeling how her body clenched and released. She felt her self growing to an unknown pinnacle and told Erik in between her moans. He nodded slightly and she felt the fire surge inside her.

"Erik!" she screamed, she was so close but her body refused her release. She dug her nails into his back, pulling him closer and deeper into her aching body.

"Christine!" Erik said as he felt himself getting closer to the end "I need you"

She moaned against his chest which was now covered in sweat "You have me…" she said in a lustful passion, she didn't know how much longer she could last before the fire consumed her whole body.

Her body clenched when she felt his clench in passion, and she found herself consumed in the raging, yet extremely satisfying fire as it spilled throughout her entire being. Erik moaned into her as he spilled inside her, both saying their lovers name one last time.