"Erik..." Christine breathed as he pulled her roughly against his body and kissed her with everything he had. Her tears were still fresh on her face and Erik had insisted that he take her to her room the moment they had arrived at the manor. Anthony had protested but Erik had told him that he would take care of her and that Anthony needed to take care of Sienna in getting her settled.
"I thought...I do not know...I was just so scared," Christine whispered when he pulled away long enough for her to speak. Erik said nothing. Christine was always so strong it was dumbfounding to him that she was so shaken up. He needed some way to keep the kidnapping off of their mind, because he did not want to think about it. For tonight he was going to make her remember where she belonged and maybe he would be able to show her what he was beginning to feel for her without having to say the words. He took her hands and began leading her towards the bed. Christine glanced at him. There was much they had to talk about but she knew Erik did not want to talk tonight...she did not either. He pulled her close again and pressed a kiss to her ear.
"Let me teach you how to soar..." he whispered against her ear. Christine closed her eyes. She was beginning to surrender to him and she knew she was going to regret it later. She swallowed.
"I want to learn..." she whispered back to him. She said nothing as he picked her up and set her on the bed, coming to rest beside her.
Christine wrapped her arms around Erik's neck as he slowly shifted and laid his body over hers, pressing her into the mattress with his much larger frame. His lips were firm and heated as they pushed against hers, his tongue invading and exploring her mouth as her own did the same. Her slim fingers threaded into his thick black hair as she tried to pull him closer. Erik shifted her body so she was more firmly beneath him. Christine was not completely innocent now after her talk but she was rather anxious to finally join with him so they could be married in truth.
His large hand ran up her stomach until he could cup her breast through the thin material of her dress and her corset. Christine gasped against his mouth the more he began to knead her. Her hands left his hair to slip between them and begin to unbutton his shirt she pushed it slowly down his arms, exposing muscle beneath the dark skin and she marveled at the power he wielded with so little effort. Her hands roamed up his back and shoulder blades, exploring him and the feeling the heat that seemed to radiate from him.
Erik kept in his shudder when Christine began touching him. They had barely started and he found himself almost succumbing to his passion just from the touch of her hands. Hesitant lips pressed against his flesh and Erik found himself glad that she was so willing to be a part of their lovemaking. Many girls, when married to a man they did not know, would be passive and stiff, not moving as their husband took their pleasure. Christine wanted to share this pleasure with him and he would give her that.
Turn around," he commanded softly. Christine obeyed instantly and Erik slowly undid the laces of her dress and then her corset. He pulled everything off of her until she was bare except for her pantalets. He gave wet, warm kisses up along the smooth surface of her back and Christine sighed against her pillow in pleasure. She reached behind her and tried to pull his head towards her own. When she had that accomplished she turned her own head and kissed him. She could not get enough of the taste of his mouth. He turned her around and simply looked at her for a moment in the glowing light from the candle.
Her breasts were perfect to him and he gently ran his fingers over them, loving the way the peaks hardened and Christine moaned. He found her perfect. Innocent and yet seductive with her roaming hands and subtle gasps. He took her breast into his mouth and firmly began to suckle, causing Christine's back to arch against him, wanting more. But she was not satisfied with the fact that she was nearly naked and Erik still had his trousers on. He pressed his imprisoned manhood against her and she could feel the hardness and hear him moan. She wrapped her legs around him, surprising them both but it was a welcome surprise.
Erik could not help it when he began to grind his painfully hard manhood against her, seeking to relieve some of the pressure he felt. Christine matched his rhythm, not knowing what to do but somehow feeling as if it were right. She felt pressure and a tingling between her legs and she desperately wanted it to lead to that climax she had only felt once before. Somehow she knew that Erik's manhood could give her that release. She was curious about that part of him that Susannah had told her all men had and where they received pleasure. Reaching between them she began tugging at the buttons of his trousers, trying to get it undone. Erik grinned down at her when she had trouble. She truly was an innocent and he would not have it any other way. She was his wife and he would kill any man that dared even look at her sideways.
"I want them off," she declared. He raised his only brow.
"Really? And what do I get for such a request?" he murmured. Christine smiled and shook her head, knowing he was playing with her and liking that side of him.
"What do you want?" she whispered.
"That is a loaded question," Erik answered. Her eyes sparkled beneath him. She had truly thought that she might be scared and frightened when she was with Erik like this but he was making her feel comfortable around him and she liked it. He leaned down and kissed her with more passion then he ever had before and when he pulled away they were both breathless.
"I want you," he growled, almost playfully.
"You have me," she whispered. He answered her by helping her remove his trousers from his lean hips. Christine gasped when she felt him, all man and very much aroused against her thigh. Knowing she should not let her curiosity get the better of her she pushed on his shoulders until he was forced to lay on his back with her atop him.
Erik watched his wife under heavy lids so he could hide his surprise by her obvious curiosity and her need to know more. Christine swallowed and looked down at a man for the first time in his aroused state. It was...strange, but it left a strange fluttering in her chest at the sight. Erik groaned at her look and grabbed her hand, wrapping it around him and moaning when he helped her move it up and down. Christine flushed crimson at the feel of him. It was so hard and yet so soft, such an odd sensation. Her eyes left this odd display of their hands to look at Erik's face. His neck was arched and his eyes were shut as he panted in harsh breaths just from the feel of her hands. Did it really feel that good to him? She tightened her hand and was pleased when Erik moaned her name.