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The Silent Wish	By : LaurieBaker Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 14629 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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For some time, Erik skulked about the engagement party in complete anonymity.

When Aurora entered the ballroom, she looked so enchanting in her blue evening gown of silk that he wished he could ravish her right in the middle of the dance floor. He had been pleased to see that she looked absolutely miserable as she danced with her fiancé upon the floor. The light in her eyes that he loved so was practically nonexistent as she mechanically played her role of the bride-to-be, saying and doing all of the things expected of her.

He also had made an effort to study Luciano Sorelli and the Baron von Rothsberg, committing their faces to memory. Know your enemies...that was his philosophy which had always been proven to be a practical one. If this had been a masquerade party, he would have not hesitated to near them and eavesdrop on their conversations. As it was, he had to content himself in the dark corners of the hallways outside of the ballroom, politely bribing off any servants who had questions for him. The Sorelli staff seemed a bit of a money hungry lot as all of them had been easily persuaded by a few golden coins thrown their way.

Finally, Aurora excused herself from the crowd, rushing away from the party where he could catch her alone. Stalking after her, he waited until he was sure that no one was about before he slipped into the library, as quiet as a cat.

How agonized she had looked engulfed in the large leather chair of the dark library, rubbing at her temples in pain with tears in her eyes! Something stirred in his heart that he was not accustomed to: hope. Could she be thinking of him and missing him? Was that why she was so distraught and ill?

When he covered her mouth, she startled slightly with a muffled scream.

“Hush, Aurora,” he whispered. “It is only your poor Erik.”

She immediately stilled at the sound of his voice.

“Erik!” she cried out angrily when he released her mouth. “You fool, you shouldn’t be here! It’s so dangerous for you!”

“Sssshhh...have you so little faith in my abilities?” Before she could answer, he removed his gloves and touched her temples. He could still feel the traces of her warm tears on his fingertips. “You are suffering from a headache?”

“A wretched one, but you...”

“Let me help you,” he interrupted what was undoubtedly another chastisement as he began to massage the delicate skin. “Just relax and close your eyes.”

She moaned with a small sniffle, allowing him to comfort her.

How strange it was for him to touch another person with the intent solely to soothe without any ulterior motives of seduction, Erik mused as he hummed a soft lullaby. He was not accustomed to acting as nursemaid to anyone. Well, there was a cat he had once as a child who used to purr when he would pet it, but it wasn’t the same thing. Yet, he found his efforts immensely rewarding as he saw the lines of anxiety on her face disappear gradually. The stiffness of her body dissolved as she leaned back against the leather chair in relaxation.

“Better?”

“Oh, yes,” she said, eyes still closed with a small smile on her lips. “You could be a doctor.”

“Even if I had a normal face, I would never engage in such a wretched profession,” he joked. “All of those maladies and surgeries are not for me.”

His massaging hands moved to her bare shoulders, easing away all of her tension.

“Mmmm...”

Her throaty sigh of bliss called out to his cock...which promptly answered her with enthusiasm.

Succumbing to his lustful yearnings, Erik slowly slid his fingers from her shoulders down to the revealed tops of her breasts. He could feel her breath hasten with his caress. Oh, yes, she had missed her ugly lover...

“Erik, no!” Aurora cried out. “Someone might see us!”

“I don’t give a damn,” he countered roughly as he pulled her up to her feet.

“You shouldn’t be here at all,” she spat at him in fury.

For a moment, he could only gaze at her hungrily, eating her up with his eyes.

“You look so delicious in blue,” he said huskily as he held her in his grasp, leading her to a wall right next to one of the large windows in the room, safely covered up by curtains. “I would like to buy you all sorts of pretty feminine garments in all shades of blue that I could rip off of you before fucking you senseless.”

“Erik, please!” she gasped, pushing at his shoulders to no avail.

Ignoring her prudish protestations, he began to lower the shoulders of her evening gown, placing his mouth right upon the soft flesh between her neck and collarbone. As he nibbled and suckled, he was not surprised to hear her soft cry for he knew that particular spot always drove her wild.

“Someone is going to walk in on us...” she said hoarsely, shaking like a leaf in his grip.

“Let them,” he answered.

Although he had securely fastened the double doors of the library closed with his lasso, he did not abuse her of the notion of danger. It would only add to her excitement.

“Do you want me?” he teased cruelly as he stroked her nipples through the tight silk of her dress. She squirmed but had nowhere to go, trapped between him and the wall .

“Oh, Erik...” she moaned pitifully. “Not like this when anyone could come into the room...”

“Liar,” he whispered in her ear before biting it gently. “Feel how hard your little buds are for me. They want my mouth on them so badly.”

“You mustn’t say such things,” she scolded, trying rather pathetically to hide the passion in her voice.

“Why not?” he asked. “It’s true. You want me badly, don’t you?”

When she refused to answer, he pinched her nipples playfully.

“Don’t you?” he repeated.

“You know I do,” she admitted with a soft sigh as she buried her face in his shoulder, pressing her breasts harder into his hands.

“Only me?”

“It’s always only been you,” she admitted as he lifted her skirts. “Only you.”

Ripping at whatever undergarments were in his way, he finally managed to reach her mound with his hand. When his fingers began to press into her wet folds mercilessly, she quivered and gasped as she clutched on to him.

“Do you want me to fuck you right here in your father’s library?”

“Yes...” she whispered harshly.

“Beg me and maybe I will.”

“Please fuck me, Erik, right here just like this...please...”

Such naughty words coming from his prim lover’s lips made him as hard as a rock. Grasping her hips firmly with his hands, he lifted her up onto his cock. Eagerly, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust into her hard. And she loved it, panting and gasping so much that he had to press his mouth over her own lest they truly be discovered by the noise she was making.

Then there was no sound, save their suckling mouths, their excited flesh and the rhythmic swishing of her evening gown. Erik was thankful that she found her release quickly for he was ready to burst. After exploding inside of her, he slowly set her back onto her feet, holding onto her so that she would not fall down. And so that he would not fall down either.

“Why are you marrying that man, Aurora?”

“It’s what my Papa wishes,” she said sadly. “I have no choice.”

“Of course, you have a choice.” Erik paused, taking a deep breath before he plunged on with the offer that he had come here to make. “You can marry me.”

“Oh, Erik...” she cried out in surprise, her eyes clouding with tears.

Hardly the joyous response he had been wishing for...

“Is the idea so abhorrent to you then?” he asked, bracing himself for the look of pity or disgust that was sure to come. Of course it was an idiotic idea. She would have to live with him in the dark for the rest of her days, suffering his temper and his face. Her reputation would be irreparably shattered. What a fool he had been to dare to hope!

Her answer could not have surprised him more.

“I would love nothing more than to be your wife, Erik,” Aurora confessed, peering up at him with her wide blue eyes. “I love you. I think that I have for some time now.”

Her simple honest admission took his breath away. Could it really be as easy as all this to have a person’s love? All of his life, he struggled for such affection. He yearned for the love of a mother who hated him. He hungered for the love of Christine who ultimately fled from him in fear. And yet here was this girl who he had only known for such a short while, placing her heart firmly in his hands.

“My dear brave girl...” he whispered in her hair, fighting back his own tears. “I do not deserve you.”

I love you. Such simple words yet such lethal ones. Erik remembered when he confessed his love to Christine, crying out those words in the empty night as she sailed off with her Vicomte. That night, he swore he would never say those three hated little words again. He would never ever trust anyone that much again.

And yet the words spilled out of him uncontrollably. He was so hungry to say them...hungry to hear them...

“I love you...Aurora...” he whispered as he held her so tightly that he feared he would hurt her. “I love you. I love you.”

He kept babbling the words over and over in a worshipful litany as he smothered her slight body with his own. Now that those words had been released from his lips, they flowed on and would not stop.
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