"She's been asleep for three days"
Erik ran a hand through his hair as he starred at his Persian friend.
"Yes…" he looked intently at his sleeping fiancée on his bed.
"She'll be alright Erik; this is a lot of trauma for her".
Erik nodded his head, feeling at a loss for words "I'm just so…"
Nadir turned and looked at his friend, "Your scared Erik, it's alright to admit".
Erik nodded as he listened to his friend's words. He was more than scared, he was petrified. What was going to happen to her? He would personally see the fop die a horribly painful death if something happened to her. He frowned; he knew he would have killed the fop by now if it wasn't that he needed information from him. That and he wanted Christine to hear first hand what Raoul had done.
"I love her Nadir"
Nadir nodded and grasped his friends shoulder, "I know you do… and you have no idea how much she loves you".
With that the Persian turned and strode out of the room, shutting the heavy door behind him.
Erik looked around the room, he thought at one point that he'd never see his home again. That didn't bother him though, it was the fact that he thought he would never see Christine again. She had saved him in more ways then one… she was his angel… his savior and the light to the dark abyss that had been known as his life.
He sat at the edge of his bed and took her hand in his. He watched constantly her steady breathing, making sure she was always at a normal pace. He would stay with her until she opened her eyes. He wanted to be the first thing she saw.
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"How is she Nadir?"
Maryanne sat with Nadir in the small servant's parlor of Erik's home.
"She is well enough… although it is more Erik I worry about".
Maryanne looked up from her tea cup, "Why is that? Has his head trauma come back?"
Nadir smiled lightly at the woman he was beginning to fall in love with, "No dearest, but he will have a concussion of worry soon enough".
He grabbed her hand and slowly entwined his fingers with her, "Shall you be okay?"
Maryanne smiled as she looked down at their hands, "As long as you stay by me… I will be okay".
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Pain…
It was everywhere, filling her small body with an agony she had never known. Christine sensed that she was on something soft… and warm.
Fear flooded her suddenly as she remembered Dominic. Was she in his chambers? In his bed?
She closed her eyes, willing the pain and the fear to go away, until she remembered a voice in the shadows.
"Only then can you belong to me"
She knew that song… she knew that voice.
Erik?
She bolted upright, moaning in agony as sharp pains lassoed her body. She began to tumble forward when strong arms held her back, a whispered hush in her ear telling her quietly to relax. The warmth of his breath tickled her slightly as she was laid back down on the soft bed. She wasn't yet aware of who had pulled her down, it couldn't be Erik… could it?
"Sleep Mon Ange"
She knew that voice!
"Erik?" he voice came out weakly, her throat straining against the words.
His white half mask cut through the dark as he bent down low and kissed her.
She half laughed, half cried when she felt his warm familiar lips kissing her own. She remembered… he had saved her.
Erik deepened the kiss slightly, not wanting to put to much pressure on her weakened form. Christine responded with the intensity that she shouldn't have in her condition. He laughed against her lips out of pure joy. Here he was with his fiancée… kissing her like he always had. It was like nothing had happened.
His thoughts were interrupted by the realization of her small hands roaming his body. She stopped above his man hood and rubbed him slightly.
Erik took a sharp intake of breath.
NO!
His mind screamed at him, she was weak and bruised and incredibly desirable.
"Christine your weak" he informed her.
She sat up slightly, "I remember you saved me… I didn't realize it when I awoke" she stopped "Erik your alive".
He caressed her jaw, "I told you I would never leave you… and I never will".
She smiled as tears ran down her face, "I know that… I love you"
He answered her with a kiss in return, after a moment he once again began to deepen the kiss. He wanted her and now. He felt her unbuttoning his shirt… now wasn't the right time. He didn't want to hurt her.
She began to kiss his chest lightly, urging Erik to respond to her.
Erik groaned, he knew he couldn't keep himself at bay for another moment. He let in and grabbed her breast harshly. She squeaked in pain and he pulled away feeling horrible.
She turned his head toward her, "Erik it's alright"
His head nodded in disagreement, "No it's not… I can't bear to hurt you Christine".
She began to speak when he interrupted her, "Look at your body! I let this happen to you… I… Oh Christine".
He bent his head as fresh tears flowed. He would never forgive himself for her injuries.
"Erik, these injuries are my doing… if I hadn't left to swiftly Dominic would have never found me".
"Yes but..."
"No Erik listen to me" she cut him off.
"It is hard for me to accept all that has happened; I thought you were gone for my life forever". She took one of his hands and placed it lightly atop her breast.
He closed his eyes at her warm touch, feeling more love in her contact than he had ever before.
"You are not gone for my life… and I want you to show me how real you really are".
Erik smiled at her words, feeling tears fall once more.
"You will be my wife".
She felt tears form in her own eyes at the heart felt moment… one she would never be able to explain, but one that showed their undying love for each other.
Erik leaned down and kissed her, feeling he get lost in the deep caverns of her mouth. Slowly he lifted her night gown up, being as gentle as possible as to not cause any harm to her.
"Erik..." she moaned against his mouth as his hands came in contact with her thighs.
He wanted nothing more but to cause her pleasure beyond her dreams, but he needed to be slow.
He starred down at his now nude and beautiful angel. He skin was healing slightly from the bruises, but she had never looked more beautiful.
She blushed under his intense glare and pulled him down to rest between her legs.
"I am not shy" she told him with a grin.
He laughed, "I can see that".
Erik began kissing her once more, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he began to wander a hand down to her center. He brushed through the thick curls at her entrance and rubbed her softly.
She arched her back slightly and let out quiet moans.
His straining arousal began to beg for release as Christine's body begged for a harder touch.
He continued to rub her, loving the way her breathing quickened as she neared her release.
She began to fumble with the buttons of his pants, pleading with him to remove his clothes. He did as he was told, allowing her to help him with his pants.
Once his clothing was removed, he began his rubbing once more. Although this time she did a bit of rubbing of her own.
"Ohh… Christine... You are most definitely not shy"
She laughed at his words and ran a hand down his shaft. She was mesmerized at the fact that such steel could be cloaked in a velvety softness.
"Yes… Christine"
Erik bent his head and brought once of her hard buds on her breasts into her mouth. Christine stopped her stroking as a gasp of surprise came from her mouth.
Erik continued to rub her and such at her breast, bring the intensity of his hand stronger against her. Christine began to moan and squirm underneath him, wanting nothing more but to him to dive deep inside her.
"Erik… please"
He took her other breast in her mouth, but not before muttering, with a grin on his face, that she would have to wait.
"Wait?" Christine said out loud.
Erik laughed against her breast as she began to moan again. He slipped a finger inside her aching center and teased her slightly.
After a moment she grabbed his face, "Erik please… I want you inside me".
Erik stood still for a moment, trying to keep himself under control.
She didn't get a chance to reply as he buried himself inside her in once quick thrust.
She moaned into his chest and raked her nails lightly down his back. It had been such a long time since she had been with her lover, and nothing felt better than their union.
He stilled for a moment, catching his breathing and mentally screaming at himself to calm down.
Christine began to rock against him, wanting to feel his eager thrusts.
After a moment he began to slowly make love to her, savoring the feeling that he thought he would never have a chance to experience again.
He rocked against her as he felt her legs tighten around his torso.
"Erik…"
He buried his head against the side of her throat, giving her ravenous kisses showing her how much he desired and loved her.
"Your beautiful angel" he whispered into her ear as he resumed his slow love making. He wanted her to feel every detail in their love making. He always wanted her to know what it felt like when two individuals who were in love, felt when they made love.
He began to quicken his pace as he felt her contracting around him, her desire rising.
"You feel amazing" she whispered against his chest, which was slowly starting to become covered in perspiration.
He knew he wouldn't be able to hold for to long… for it had been to long.
Christine obviously felt the same as she became close to release.
"Am I hurting you?"
"No… please I want you… more of you".
Erik took that as a signal and quickened his pace even more, letting her feel the length of his body rocking into hers. She grabbed the bed sheets as she felt herself close to her release.
"Erik!"
He lost it when he felt her contract tightly and release, "Christine!"
He spilled his warm seed inside of her, along with his love.
Christine grabbed his chest and pulled him down to her drenched body.
After a moment Erik kissed her, all while still being inside her.
"I love you" she told him against his lips.
"And I will never stop loving you". He said while bringing her into his embrace
"My love is undying".
I hope you guys enjoyed this update! Don't worry I will let you know what happens with Raoul! There is still more to come! Please review and once again I am sorry for the wait… college is a pain and all.
Eternally yours,
AesSedia
