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The Silent Wish	By : LaurieBaker Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 14631 -:- 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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Author's note: This chapter is what comes of an author who has a bad case of "Phantomitis", reads too much erotica and has a dirty little mind. LOL. Enjoy.

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Mademoiselle Sorelli had been under a false assumption. After her body had truly been satisfied, she thought she would be able to pick up with her normal existence. This phase she was going through, or whatever it was, would be over. She would marry whomever her parents dictated her to. And if there were any questions about her lost maidenhead on the wedding night, she would make an excuse of too much horse riding. Simple enough, really.

Except that it was not that simple at all...

Aurora craved her secret lover more than ever. Now that the painful burden of her virginity was gone, she longed to make love with Erik again. Hopefully, it would be all pleasure next time with no pain.

And that was another thing...

The Phantom of the Opera had a name now. Erik. No more was he a wicked fantasy as she rubbed herself in the dark, but a flesh and blood man. And she found that she liked his company as well as what he did to her. And she yearned to see him again.

The voice of duty and conscience lectured to her all of the time. Her behavior was shameful! She had given him the gift which should have been reserved for her husband on her wedding night. She was lying to her family members, chaperones and suitors on a regular basis. And perhaps worst of all were her feelings of pleasure when she was with him. It had to be sinful and unnatural to not only experience such sordid sensations but to yearn for them. She knew she should not see him again. She should not have gone to him the last time. He was a very bad influence upon her.

But when Madame Giry subtly handed her the small white card in La Sorelli’s dressing room, Aurora’s heart raced with anticipation, oblivious to all of her reservations and judgements.

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Sup with me tonight?

Say yes and M. Giry will see to your excuses. E.

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“Yes,” she whispered softly before covering her lips with her fingertips.

“I shall let know Monsieur Erik know, Mademoiselle,” Madame Giry replied, disapproval beaming from her black eyes. “I do hope you will take care, my dear. The Opera Ghost can be a dangerous man when crossed. He is not to be trifled with.”

Aurora blinked with consternation. He did not seem such a horrid villain to her. Indeed, she had started to wonder if all of the rumors about him were malicious falsehoods.

“I have no intention of crossing him, Madame Giry. I believe he knows that. We are simply...friends...”

“I believe I have heard those same words from Christine Daae. Let us say that I have seen him at his worst. You are a beautiful young girl full of life. I would hate to see you turn into a pale and haunted wraith of a girl as she had. And he will not be satisfied with just a few kisses and visits. He will want more and more of you until you no longer know yourself.”

Aurora held back a smile of irony. She already no longer knew herself! Never had she, the prim Mademoiselle Sorelli, thought that she would act so impulsively and do such wicked things with the most notorious criminal in Paris. She had always been the quiet and dutiful daughter, always in the shadow of her glamorous sister, La Sorelli. How horrified her sister would be if she had only known what Aurora had been doing during her ballet solo only a few nights ago!

She bit her lip, stifling a giggle at the thought.

“Thank you for your concern, Madame Giry. I am sure I shall be quite well.”

Madame Giry bowed her head stiffly and left just as La Sorelli appeared in her dressing room.

“Giry, did you wish to speak with me?” her sister asked.

“Your sister had dropped her reticule,” Madame Giry lied coolly. “I was just returning it to her.”

“Aurora, you must not be so careless!”

“You are quite right, Sophia,” Aurora answered with lowered eyes.

“A young lady should only drop her reticule when one of her suitors is there to retrieve it for her,” her sister added with a playful wink.

“Yes, of course,” Aurora smiled in response. “Perhaps I should go seek a suitor out right now.”

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After sneaking to the dark corner of the corridor, Aurora pressed along the brick and entered the trap door. A gloved hand covered her mouth as she was pulled into the darkness. Her lover’s mouth covered her own and his hands were all about her body. She had almost thought he meant to take her right there in the catacombs!

“I am very pleased you have agreed to have supper with me, Aurora.”

Oh, she was helplessly at his mercy for she was already in that state of aching wetness...just by his kiss and the sound of his voice!

“Come. I have dinner all ready for you.”

He led her through the labyrinth a different way until they reached a dining room decorated in sumptuous shades of red with elaborate and expensive tableware. The setting was one of a romantic setting with candles all about. There was a small tray of sandwiches with a side cup of raspberry jam. She ate a few of the tiny cucumber sandwiches, although in truth she was not very hungry. At least, not for food at any rate. Her stomach tightened in anticipation of what tonight’s adventure might bring.

“Do you like hot chocolate, Aurora?”

The unexpected question made her eyebrows rise in surprise.

“Yes, I love hot chocolate,” she answered with a quizzical expression.

“Excellent,” he nodded. “I had this especially prepared for you.”

She sipped at the creamy brown liquid.. It was rich and sweet and flowed down her throat smoothly.

“Mmmm...tasty. And you made this just for me? You were so certain I would come?”

“Not at all,” Erik responded smoothly. “But I am so pleased that you did.”

Why after all that had happened between them was she so shy all of the sudden? Nervously, she busied herself with drinking the chocolate until she drained the cup clean.

“That was excellent hot chocolate, Erik,” she commented in an effort to make some sort of conversation. “I haven’t had that particular drink since I was a little girl. It is much better than I remembered.”

“I made it with my own special ingredients.”

“Really, what are they?”

“Ah, I cannot give away my secret.”

Erik’s look of devilish mischief unnerved her. He looked like a tomcat with a nice big juicy bird in his midst. And she felt like the proverbial canary he was about to pounce upon and devour.

And her body felt so odd. The most languorous sensation was overcoming her...and she felt rather tingly all over too...

“We have no orchestra, but I feel like dancing, don’t you?” Erik asked,

Suddenly, he playfully pulled her from her seat and whirled her about as he hummed a melody from some opera or other. She clutched at his shoulders tightly when her head started to spin. In fact, she was too inexperienced with liquor to know, but she was sure that this must be what it was like to be drunk!

“Please, Erik...” she begged. “Stop waltzing me about so fast. I feel so strange...”

He did not seem too surprised at her revelation.

“Of course, my dear. Then let us have some dessert then.”

He sat down upon a dining room chair and pulled her onto his lap so that she was straddling his thighs with her skirts hiked up about her hips.

“This is quite an improper position we are in,” she scolded lightly.

“My prudish beauty...” he teased as he nibbled at her ear. “We’ve already been as close as two people can be. Why should we be so proper with each other?”

She wanted to come up with an appropriate answer, but her head was all foggy. In fact, she could not think straight at all and felt as dumb as a post. And her skin had become so horribly sensitive to his every touch as he planted kisses along the side of her neck. Dimly, she became aware of him pulling at the laces at the back of her dress and lowering the fabric down to expose her naked breasts.

“You have breasts that would make Venus herself green with envy, Aurora.”

She felt as if she were breaking into a fever.

“And they’re even more beautiful when you blush.”

Suddenly, Erik smeared some raspberry jam on the tips of her breasts. She was cognizant enough to react to that!

“Good lord, Erik, what are you...?”

“Having dessert, my dear,” he said with mocking innocence as he licked the sugary stuff. “Do you not like it? Is it not delicious?”

As he licked and sucked at the sugar on her nipples, Aurora’s senses went wild. Her breasts seemed even more sensitive than usual. And the pleasure evoked from his mouth upon her was so intense that it almost hurt.

“Erik, please...” she moaned, although she wasn’t quite sure what she was asking for.

He was relentless with his teasing, even going so far as to nip her gently with his teeth. Even the rubbing of his mask against her bare flesh excited her. She gasped for breath as she clutched at his shoulders tightly for fear she would faint and slide right off of his lap. And the tense coil in her womb was stretched to the breaking point.

“Oooh....Ooohh!”

Needing desperately to bear down on something, she pressed her vagina down on his thigh, rubbing and bucking against him desperately. And then one violent shudder after another overwhelmed her as the delicious spasms began.

“That’s right. Scream for me, Aurora! I love hearing you come...”

He continued pinching at her nipples and saying the most naughty things until she had completely spent.

Breathing harshly, he quickly ripped at her undergarments until he had her completely naked. And he pulled her down upon his shaft, impaling her. She was painfully aware that she was astride him nude while he was still completely dressed in his evening clothes. And yet even that knowledge stimulated her.

“Oh, God!” she cried out at the pure bliss of being filled with him, unable to believe that her body was getting ready to come yet again.

“Does it hurt, Aurora? Are you still sore?”

“Dear God in Heaven, no!” she cried out frantically. “Make love to me, Erik! Now!”

Was she really this mad wanton bouncing along his lap, urging him to thrust into her deeper and harder and faster? He must think her the most depraved sort of woman. Yet she could not contemplate that. All she could do was ride with the impending waves of pleasure that ravaged her again and again. Then the intense orgasm came. And she was beside herself, spasming about him while shaking and shrieking. He took her hips in his hands and let himself go, moving quickly inside her with rapid thrusts until he too cried out like a wild animal.

Collapsed over him, her head resting upon the silk of his shirt, she felt hot tears spill down her cheeks. And she did not know why, for she had been in no pain in any way. In fact, she had experienced more incredible pleasure than she knew it was possible to feel.

“Are you well, my dear?” he asked worriedly.

“Yes,” she sniffed. “I really do not know why I am tearing up so. I can’t seem to help it.”

“But you are not in pain?”

“No, not at all. In fact , it was...” She tried to think of the appropriate word, but her mind was so sluggish.

“Indescribable?” he offered.

“Yes, exactly.”

He chuckled as he held her close, burying his face in her hair.

“It was indescribable for me too.”

Erik set her up on her feet just long enough to stand up from the chair.

“Let us go to the bedroom and rest a while,” he offered. Shyly, she slipped on her chemise and underskirt before they left the dining room.

Closing her eyes, Aurora stretched like a cat upon his large bed, basking in the afterglow of their hot coupling. And yet she could not help but wonder about how dizzy and strange she had felt earlier. Was she sick? Had something disagreed with her? It must have been the...

She sat up as soon as the suspicion hit.

“Was that hot chocolate laced with alcohol, Erik?”

He turned on his side to look at her.

“No!” he responded fervently. Yet, she still thought he looked a bit sheepish and guilty. After a few moments, he added softly, “However, I did put a small aphrodisiac powder in it.”

“A what?”

“An aphrodisiac. A drug that induces sexual pleasure.”

“You drugged me!” She swatted him on the arm in outrage. “You did not have to drug me, Erik! I was here willingly. Why would you do such a thing?”

“I just wanted to insure you felt pleasure this time. I know last time had been a bit of a disappointment for you with the pain of your breached maidenhead. And I simply thought that the aphrodisiac might improve your experience this time around. I wanted you to feel as good as I did”

He smirked slightly as he reached over, took her hand and kissed it.

“And I must say that I believe the plan worked exceedingly well, did it not, Mademoiselle?”

Embarrassed, Aurora rolled away, turning her back to him.

“You may have overcompensated a bit,” she said.

For a few moments, there was only silence between them.

Suddenly, Erik threw his arms about her.

“Please, Aurora, forgive me!” he begged. His sudden change of attitude surprised her. “I was wrong to do such a thing. You are not angry with me? You do not hate me?”

She turned to face him.

The expression in Erik’s eyes was fearful and desperate. He looked so like a little boy, yearning for her approval. And she felt something stir in her heart, to see the legendary masked villain of the Opera in such a state because of her.

She stroked his unmasked cheek and kissed him softly on the lips.

“Of course not, Erik,” she replied softly. “But I do not believe I need any aphrodisiacs when I am with you.”

Motioning him to lie beside her, she nestled into his arms with a soft sigh. How could she possibly be angry when she had never felt so splendid?
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