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Love Story	By : PeterH Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter twenty four: Fate

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Days turned into weeks and still no word from Erik. Christine feared deeply he had decided that she was dead and wouldn’t play along with what ever sick twisted game Ivan Merik had planned. Ivan was still very calm and wasn’t worrying. One evening Christine was sitting by the fire place with her hand instinctively over her stomach as she starred into the fire’s flames. It soothed and calmed her when she was sad or worried. Christine was shaken from her haven when rough masculine hands touched her shoulders. Christine nearly jumped from her skin when Ivan began massaging her shoulders. “You’re very tense, my dear.” Ivan pointed at out as he touched her. Christine shivered at his silky and very sensual voice. “You would be too if you were be held prisoner deranged-” “Careful what you say Christine, it could get into some very serious trouble.” Ivan said cutting her off.
Christine trembled as he massaged her shoulders and aching muscles. His touch was very similar to Erik’s but not as rough. Christine held in her gasp when she felt one of Ivan’s hands moving down her back. Christine jumped out of the chair when his other hand came around her front and touched her breast. Christine stood there glaring at Ivan as he came at her. Christine backed away and nearly tripped on another chair and then ran for the bathroom door. But Ivan was too quick and beat her to the door. “What were you thinking of when I came in?” Ivan asked her. Christine tried to run for it again but Ivan caught her around the waist and pulled her back against his hard chest. “I’m sure you were thinking of Erik. Your beloved husband that ruined my life,” Ivan hissed into her ear.

“Please…please stop. Let me go!” Christine yelled at him. Ivan turned her around and grabbed her wrists and pulled her to him and starred into her eyes. Christine gasped when Ivan’s mouth suddenly was pressing against hers. He forced her mouth open with his tongue and Christine couldn’t have been more terrified. Ivan’s hands slowly moved around her waist and held her tighter to him as he kissed her hard on the mouth. Christine whimpered and pulled her hand free and slapped Ivan across the face breaking their “kiss”. Ivan threw her backwards and she hit the wall behind her. Ivan came at her and pressed her against the wall with his body. “Stop…please Ivan stop.” Christine begged him but he wasn’t stopping.

Ivan lifted began lifting Christine’s skirt up and she trembled violently against him. “What do you think about at night, Christine?” Ivan whispered against her lips as he pulled her skirt up. Christine was terrified and yet her body was betraying her good sense and was reacting to touches and his caress even though she knew she shouldn’t. But it had been such a long time with out Erik’s hands on her and inside of her and Christine felt her desperate self winning. “Do you imagine his hands all over your precious, desperate little body?” Ivan whispered huskily into her ear as his fingers skimmed along the waistband of her panties. “Do your hands touch you…here?” Christine gasped when Ivan’s hand suddenly began touching her between her legs. Christine grasped his shoulders tightly and Ivan winced slightly as her fingernails bit into his flesh.

Ivan’s hands quickly pulled the fabric from her body until her panties were on the floor and her core was bare to his masculine hands. “You want this, don’t you?” Ivan said to her dangerously. Christine clenched her eyes shut and refused to answer him because she knew the answer it was yes. “You’re so damp Christine, I know you want to drive myself into you again,” he paused and pressed himself against her harder so she could feel his hard cock against her burning core, “and again, and again.” Ivan finished and looked into her face. He grasped her head forced her to open her eyes. “Look into my eyes and tell me what you want.” Ivan said making sure that she kept her eyes open.

“I…” Christine couldn’t finish. She felt so ashamed. Here she was, a married woman, pressed against a wall with her kidnapper between her legs. Then again Erik had been her kidnapper and now they were married and in love. But Christine wasn’t in love with Ivan and she was sure she wasn’t going to be anytime soon. “It’s alright if you can’t finish Christine, I understand. I think I’ll make up your mind for you.” Ivan said to her. Quickly he pressed his lips against hers and Christine found herself reacting and opening her mouth for him and letting him ravish her mouth.

God…he tasted so good to her. His lips, his tongue…even his warm saliva made Christine weak at her knees. Christine ran her hands down his hard chest and caressed the hard, well defined muscles beneath his shirt. His body wasn’t as broad as Erik’s but it was just as well built. “I am going to fuck you Christine,” Ivan said as he kissed. Christine moaned softly as he pulled her bottom lip into his mouth. Ivan raised Christine up until she was off the ground. Christine ripped apart his shirt and pushed it from his body. Ivan pulled her away from the wall with her legs wrapped around his waist. He put her onto the carpeted floor and pushed her skirt up higher.

Next he ripped apart Christine’s little white blouse. Christine gasped when she saw him take out his pocket knife but he used it only to cut away her bra. Then Christine remembered…she was pregnant. “Wait…wait,” Christine gasped. Ivan looked at her and stopped. “The baby,” she whispered. Ivan smiled and continued kissing her neck. “Don’t worry your not far along enough for me to do any real damage.” Ivan told her as he sucked on her neck. Christine moaned loudly when he sucked on her pulse point. He slowly made his way down her chest and took her nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the soft rosy nipple. Ivan pulled her skirt off completely.

Ivan pulled back and Christine sat up and began unbuckling his belt as fast as she could. She was burning and aching with need. Christine then unbuttoned his trousers and pushed them from his hips along with his underwear. When Ivan was completely naked he moved back on top of Christine, whose legs were spread wide for him. He pressed his mouth back against hers and his hand found its way between her legs. He pushed one, two fingers inside of her and began thrusting them back and forth. “Aah…yes…” Christine whimpered as she pulled away from his mouth. Christine reached down and grasped his rather large manhood and began stroking him slowly. Ivan pulled her hand from his cock and positioned himself at her entrance.

With her legs wrapped securely around his waist Ivan waited little time to thrust himself hard inside of Christine who gasped loudly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Christine had almost forgotten what it was like to have someone inside of her even though she had only been away from Erik for a few weeks but it seemed like a lifetime. “Yes…fuck me…fuck me…” Christine whispered to him huskily. Ivan did what she wanted and fucked her; he fucked her hard. Christine heard him panting heavily he made hard love to her and made himself go faster and harder inside of her. “God…you feel so good,” Ivan whispered to her. Christine lifted her hips and met him thrust for thrust. “You…know what would feel better?” Christine managed to ask. Ivan didn’t have time to ask what she meant before she rolled him onto his back. Christine straddled his hips and began riding him hard.

Ivan grasped Christine’s hips and thrust up inside of her. One hand stayed on her hip while the other moved up her chest and grasped her breast and massaged it in his large hand. Christine bit her lip and moaned as she felt the same tingling feeling inside of her stomach. Ivan groaned as she rolled her hips in a seductive manner as they made love. Christine screamed in ecstasy when she finally came around him and Ivan almost lost him self at the feeling but he wanted to stay inside of her a little long. Ivan rolled her beneath him and moved deep inside of her harder but slower.

After a few more moments of him pounding into her numbing body Ivan came hard inside of her. He grunted and moaned into her neck. Christine was gasping, trying to catch her breath. Ivan collapsed on top of Christine and kissed her neck softly. He pulled out her and after a minute or two he stood up. He reached down and picked Christine up into his arms and carried her to the bed and laid her down softly. Ivan pulled the covers back and then climbed into bed beside the exhausted Christine. He pulled her into his arms and pulled the covers over them.
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