"No!" Christine said, a little too quickly. Erik obviously was no longer worried about Raoul because he began to firmly suckle her breast. Raoul asked again if she was alright and after Christine assured him again that she was; he left. Christine turned to Erik with a look of total relief on her face. Erik smiled and slowly joined them together, causing tears to come to Christine's eyes and a deep groan to emit from deep in Erik's throat.
"I love you," she whispered, raining kisses all over his face. Her hands were at his shoulder blades and as he began to move she dug her fingers into his flesh, knowing she was going to leave a mark but not caring. He was the only man that could do this to her. Erik gathered her against him and began moving inside of her, holding her close to him as he made love to her. Christine looked up into his impassioned face and thanked God for giving him back to her. His lips were slightly parted as he panted and there was a look in his gray green eyes that promised her that they would always be like this with each other. Erik lifted her leg around his waist, deepening his penetration as he moved a little more quickly against her. Their mouths found each other and they kissed as their bodies moved together.
"Come for me, angel, come for me, my love...only me," he whispered, his voice pure seduction and love. There was a slight tone of possessiveness in his voice that she recognized but it did not bother her in the slightest. She wanted to belong to him, just like she wanted him to belong to her. Erik could not help but think of the fact that she was his, no one elses, no one could do this to her. No man could make her body flush with arousal, no man could make her pant and moan in pleasure, no man could give her release, only he could, and no one else would ever think about it and live. She was his. Christine pressed her face against his neck as she felt her body tightening, coiling, wanting desperately to release. Erik's pace increased when he heard Christine's breath begin to quicken. She whispered his name before she let go, her body clutching at his. She bit down on his neck to keep herself from crying out and the feel of her small teeth biting him almost roughly caused him to go over the edge right after her, muffling his groan of completion against her willing mouth.
Christine's body was tingling with aftershocks as she lay beneath Erik, welcoming his weight as he pressed her into the mattress. Sweat coated his body and she ran her hands down his back feeling his rapid breathing. He looked up at her and pressed a tender kiss to her mouth, whispering that he loved her. She smiled. He raised himself on his hands, getting ready to remove himself from her. Christine reached up and pulled him back down, not ready to separate herself from him. He smiled and turned them so he was on his back, her lying on top of him, his body still buried deeply within hers. Erik pushed her hear away from her face and looked deeply into her eyes for a long time. He might not have wanted to come to her so soon but now that he had he refused to regret it. As he looked at her he was surprised when she began to cry. He had just shared something incredibly intimate with her and she was crying? What in the world was the matter?
"Christine?"
"I-I'm sorry...I am j-just so happy!" she sobbed. Erik could not help the small chuckle that he let out. Christine swatted his chest and frowned at him, not once stopping her tears. He pressed kisses to her face, kissing away her tears.
"Do not cry if you are happy," he whispered, hardening once again inside of her. They had the rest of the night together and he wanted to spend every last moment of it in her arms...
When the morning slowly came Christine would have given anything to make the sun disappear. It was an hour before dawn when Erik climbed from their bed and dressed. Christine wrapped one of his robes around herself and watched silently as he got ready. They had spent the night making love and quietly talking. Christine had not told him about the incident with the baby because she did not want him to worry about her or their child now that she knew he was alright. She wanted him to do what he had to do with Michael and then come back to her as soon as possible.
She was very much aware of fact that he had not promised to come back that night and she knew that it could only be because he did not want to disappoint her if for some reason he could not come. He turned to her when he had finished dressing and Christine managed to put on a small smile, trying desperately to be brave. Erik wrapped her in his embrace and kissed her for several long moments.
"I love you," he murmured.