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Phoenix	By : LadyMeda Category: M through R > Phantom of the Opera Views: 4487 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The floodgates had opened, and it was all Erik could do to keep the tides of his desire from rising perilously high.
Meg was here in his arms, without bribe or blackmail, telling him that she loved him. That thought alone almost sent him spiraling off the edge of self-control. With a growling breath, he wrapped a rough hand around the scruff of her neck and pulled her mouth deeper into his. It was not a request, but a demand. His tongue sought to find hers, desperate to taste everything he had been denying himself for so long.
She moved as if to pull away but he held her tighter. As their mouths danced together in a feverish embrace, Meg slowly relaxed into his arms. Soon her demanding nearly matched his own. Her warm, lithe figure pressed against his; the open robe and thin nightgown providing little protection as his hands explored the soft contours of her form.
Erik's palm found her cotton-veiled breast. As he ran his fingers across the peak of her nipple through the thin fabric, Meg gasped into his mouth. Erik tried to remain gentle, but the barrier of linen felt like shards of glass compared to the softness of her skin. He desperately needed more of her.
With heated urgency Erik grasped at the hem of her shift, and in one swift yank, tore it halfway down the center. Meg broke their kiss with a yelp, her hands leaping to cover her bare chest. A blush further colored her already rosy cheeks.
Seeing her look of worry, he paused. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Meg exhaled without hesitation.
“Enough for this?' He continued, wrapping his fingers around her wrists to coax them from her bust.
She closed her eyes and let out a single ragged breath before letting him pull her hands away. The sight of Meg exposing her perfect breasts to him sent a wave of white-hot arousal coursing through his veins. With a throaty growl he enveloped one of the tightened pink nubs in his mouth. Her body tensed in his arms, as if she were unsure of how to react. But as he sucked greedily at the puckered flesh, her breathing became fast and erratic. Both of her little hands wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him wantonly into her bosom.
“That's right.” He purred against her skin. “Give in to the flames of your desire.”
Erik grazed his teeth over her nipple before switching to its lonely mate. Meg let out a savory moan that made his manhood throb within the confines of his breeches. Her hips seemed to move of their own volition, pressing against his body as if driven by sheer impulse.
“Please! Have mercy!” She huffed. “I want you so badly, I think I might... burst.”
He paused, letting his mind fully absorb her words. They were words he'd thought he was doomed to never hear.
In one fluid motion Erik scooped Meg into his arms and reversed their positions, placing her on the chair.
“Say it again.” He demanded, kneeling to wedge his body between her legs. “Let me hear it again.”
Meg looked at him with a shy smile, her voice hardly a whisper. “I want you.”
The words were hardly out of her mouth before he claimed her lips in a fiery kiss, pressing his body to hers. She met his advances with enthusiasm. But as Erik ground his hips into hers, letting her feel his caged erection for the first time, a whimper was her reply. Two hands on his chest pushed him away. When he looked down, her eyes were wide.
“Erik... I'm frightened.” She confided. “I've heard that it hurts.”
A wicked part of him thought about lying; but he knew that no good would come of it. “Only the first time.” He soothed, swooping down to murmur in her ear. “And I have no intentions of setting you free until I'm certain you've enjoyed yourself.”
The worry etched in her brow began to fade. With all the gentleness Erik could muster, he pushed Meg's robe off her shoulders and down her arms, letting it drape across the chair beneath them. Meg bit her lip but did not protest as he lifted her torn chemise over her head.
His breath caught in his throat as the entirety of her bewitching form came into view. A little hiccup of surprise escaped her as his manhood twitched hard as stone against her naked sex.
“My God. You are so beautiful.” He crooned, trailing eager kisses down between the swell of her breasts. “It should be a crime to hide such art.”
Erik continued to nip and kiss his way down her stomach before finally setting his gaze on the prize he'd wanted for so long. In a moment of renewed modesty, Meg tried to cover her secret spot; but he deftly batted her hand away. His blood nearly boiled over with desire as he saw what she was trying to hide.
She was dripping wet.
Erik had no intention of denying himself any part of her. That time was long gone. Grasping the insides of her thighs, he urged them further apart. As his hot breath hit her sensitive folds, she bolted upright in alarm.
What are you--” Meg started, but the last word transformed into a gasp as he took her in his mouth. “Oh God...” She whimpered. Her fingers twined in his hair as he ran his tongue up her taut slit and circled around the swollen nub.
Meg's soft, feminine taste was incredibly intoxicating; like honeysuckle and tears. Her breathing grew more rapid as he greedily ravaged her tender flesh. Every pant and sigh was like a note in a song that Erik was writing through her. As her legs began to shake, he knew that the apex of her sonnet grew near. A part of him wanted to delay the moment and enjoy her enchanting music a bit longer. But as his arousal begged painfully for its own release, he knew that to wait would stretch beyond his powers of self-control.
Meg suddenly grew silent as if holding her breath. Her hands wrapped around the back of his head, back arching into his mouth. Erik fed from her mercilessly until she finally erupted in a divine crescendo. It rang out through the room, more beautiful to his ears than any concerto he'd ever written.
Her release came not a moment too quickly. Erik was certain that he would go mad if he didn't take her soon. Meg's body still squirmed in the throws of her climax as he snatched her up in his arms.
He whisked her through the cavernous halls of his home, cursing himself for building his bedroom so far away. It felt like an eternity before his swift legs made it past the threshold with his precious cargo. Erik deposited her on the bed before feverishly stripping off his shirt and moving on to the mass of buttons that locked him into his trousers. As Erik finally cast them away, he watched as Meg took in the sight of his naked body. Her eyes grew wide as their gaze fell on the stiff shaft that had grown to reach his belly button. With an audible swallow, she backed away on the bed.
For a heart-stopping second, Erik thought she might run. But she held strong, meeting his gaze with a mix of fear and arousal.
“Will you not let me see all of you?” Meg asked. He paused in confusion before laying a hand on his porcelain mask as her meaning became clear. The thought of Meg having to stare into his monstrous face as she lost her virginity was unacceptable to him.
“Next time.” Erik whispered as he climbed onto the bed, parting her legs to position himself between them. As he settled his body over hers, he looked into her eyes and gave her a soft kiss
“P-promise?” Meg asked, nervousness trickling into her voice as she searched his face.
“I promise” He assured her with another kiss.
The warmth of her body called to him. He answered it by running the length of his shaft up her slippery sex. The enticing sound she made in response was something between a moan and a whimper.
Erik let out a rumbling groan of his own as he drew her gruffly into his arms. He positioned himself at her entrance, parting her nether lips. The fiery heat of her core threatened to send him back towards the edge of self-control.
“Tell me again.” He growled in her ear as every nerve in his body screamed to be inside her.
“I want you.” She whispered back. “Now and always.”
That was all Erik could take. He seized Meg's lips in a punishing kiss as the last of his restraint shattered. With a single merciless thrust, he drove inside her. Meg cried out into his mouth as he tore through her maidenhead.
Erik moaned with raw, guilty pleasure as her tight passage clenched in alarm around him. He broke their kiss, fighting tooth and nail against the overwhelming desire to continue without pity. When he looked into her eyes, the twinge of pain showed clear as day.
“Say the word and I'll stop.” Erik told her, although he seriously doubted that was possible. He prayed that she would not call his bluff.
“No.” Meg answered. “Please don't.”
“Oh thank God.” Erik breathed. Without a second's hesitation, he pulled out and then buried himself deep inside her a second time. He began a slow rhythm, relishing the way she gradually relaxed to accommodate him. The delectable feel of her only made him crave more, and soon his tempo began to mount.
As his thrusts became more urgent, the hurt in Meg's face began to melt away. She let out a heady pant, and then another. Savage satisfaction grew in him with every noise she made. Eventually her eyes flitted closed, head falling back as she arched into him. Erik wrapped her legs around his waist to drive deeper inside her.
Meg's pants turned into moans as he pounded into her with desperate, unforgiving strokes. She grasped frantically at his back, fingernails digging into the flesh. Her legs synched down on his waist as she rode against his hips.
The electric sensation of their coupling spread like wildfire through Erik's limbs. For a second time Meg cried out; but this time it was a cry of pleasure. The velvety walls of her channel clamped down around him as she came. It took only seconds for the exquisite sensation to send him toppling over the edge. With a final piercing thrust he erupted, filling her with his seed.
They were both breathing heavy as Erik rolled onto his back, pulling Meg to him. He hugged her tightly and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. As she nestled contentedly into the crook of his arm, he had a million things he wanted to say to her. But as Meg rubbed a soft hand over his chest, he was instantly asleep.
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