Destiny Takes Time | By : GueritaSalome Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 19824 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 15 – Phantom’s Delight
Erik and Christine spent the night together for a week straight. They stayed in Christine’s room first, but agreed that the underground lair was best, as there was no chance of anyone hearing them there. When they were in Erik’s home, they could sing and sometimes they would take turns reading to each other.
“Here is one I think you will enjoy,” he said, turning to a page in the poetry book that rested on his lap.
Christine glanced at it from where she was sitting beside him and was surprised to see that the title of all things was “She Was A Phantom of Delight”. It was by a man named William Wordsworth. Rather than read along, she closed her eyes to listen to the sound of her lover’s voice as she nestled against his shoulder.
“She was a Phantom of delight when first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent to be a moment’s ornament…”
When he finished, Christine was on the verge of tears, he read it so beautifully. She kissed his soft left cheek and hugged him tightly. For a moment she thought about the first times that Erik had brought her here, and how they had gotten to know each other during sweet moments like this.
“Thank you, Erik. I liked it very much.”
“I’m glad. Are you ready to go to bed yet?”
As he held her to him and gently tucked a curly lock behind her ear, she felt warm inside, recalling how their first moment of intimate bliss had followed a reading like this one.
“Oh, yes, I think I am definitely ready for bed,” she answered as she took his hand and stood.
Erik could tell that she was very ready indeed. He let her lead him to her room where he expected to be thrown on the swan bed and have his clothes yanked from his body, but instead, she simply wrapped him in her arms like she never wanted to let go.
“I love you, Erik, so very much,” she whispered against his neck.
He would never tire of listening to those words on her lips.
“I love you, too,” he answered, feeling his heart beat faster at the feel of her pressed so closely against him.
Christine’s thin nightgown was barely a barrier between them, easily allowing the heat from his body to spread through her. As Erik bent to trail kisses along her shoulder, he could smell a hint of the rose scented bath he’d drawn for her earlier still lingering on her skin.
She raised her arms in an invitation for him to pull the little gown over her head, and he did so slowly, leaving her skin burning wherever his hands touched. Erik’s gaze lowered to admire her breasts in the soft glow of the candlelight, and he gently ran his thumb over a nipple before taking it into his mouth. Christine didn’t say a word, only sighed and pressed her palm to his perfect unmasked cheek. He released her breast to study her face, and found the same tender expression of adoration that had been there when she first saw him. Though they were no longer innocent, the feeling of wonder was the same.
Each was drawn to the other, and their lips met in a warm kiss that deepened until Christine felt light-headed. Erik lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed where he laid her down almost reverently. She looked on as he undressed himself, finding his every movement captivating as he prepared to join her on the velvet sheets. When he finally stood gloriously naked before her, Christine reached out to him, and he climbed in beside her without hesitation. His nimble hands removed her panties in a quick, smooth movement which made her gasp and wriggle toward him. Affectionately, she ran her fingers over the edge of his mask, but he gently moved her hand away and kissed it.
“No, not tonight, my dear; leave it be.”
There was no harshness in his voice. He simply didn’t want to impose his reality on her at that moment. After all, he had made love to her before without removing his mask.
“All right, whatever you want, Erik,” she murmured. “You’re still the same to me.”
With that, she slid her leg up to rest over his hip as they lay facing each other. Her body cried out for him to claim her with his entry. Carefully, he slid his arm under her head to support it, and cradled her tenderly. Everything about him was so comforting, she thought as she took in the sweet feel of his breath on her face.
He eased himself into her as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and indeed, it felt that way for them both. There was nothing hurried about their union as their bodies moved together in an ever more pleasurable rhythm. Each caress, each gesture was leisurely and sublime. Erik took his time, effortlessly shifting her into different positions – beneath him, above him, without letting go. Never before had it felt so much as though they were truly one.
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