Search for the Opera Ghost: Rewrite

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Zuri felt such a rage that she barely registered angrily toppling over the large brass candle holder. She hated her father and that bitch Christine. How she wanted to throttle the both of them. God how she wished they were dead.

She found the bed quickly and grabbed a pillow. Once pressing her face into the pillow she screamed and screamed loudly. "What is the matter love?" Erik's musical voice entered her ears. A hint of laughter was in his voice.

Zuri pulled the pillow away from her face. "I hate them. I hate them all." She rounded on him. "Why didn't you let me finish it?"

"Zuri you won." He tried to reason with her as she grit her teeth.

"No I did not. She got away!"

"Not without being throttled." Erik replied in a matter of fact tone.

"Oooh! Erik!"

He pressed her harshly against the side of the bed. "What angers you more love? The fact that you didn't exact your intended revenge or the fact that you don't think that I am proud of you?"

Zuri gasped. "You always see through me Erik."

"Zuri, I was deeply affected by your tirade." She waited to hear the worst but he continued in a soft manner, "I am honored that my wife would fight over me."

"You are?" Zuri questioned him but noted that he quickly held his hand up.

"Yes love, however, you are a pregnant woman. I expect you to act like a wife and mother and keep yourself busy in other ways." Erik told her then pressed a kiss against her lips. "I believe you know how."

Zuri gasped again, "Erik, Madame Giry could catch us."

"Not likely. She is going back up." He responded while pushing her up against the bed so his body fit between her spread legs. "I am taking control for a while vixen. Therefore you will do what I tell you to."

"What if they come back? What if my father comes back?" She asked him suddenly.

"Then we will be ready. Until then, I want to feel my wife and give her pleasure in every way possible." Erik replied with a smile plastered on his face.

Zuri sat up on the bed as Erik pulled her dress over her head. After tossing the garment to the side he knelt on the floor as he gently caressed her stomach. "I look forward to our child."

She smiled as she stroked Erik's hair. "You do?"

"Of course I do love. I can't wait to be a father." Erik responded, he cupped her stomach with his hands then slowly pushed her chemise up so he could kiss her enlarged stomach. "I do love to watch you grow."

Zuri blew a strand of hair out of her face in frustration. "Oh yes. I imagine that I will look great when I am fatter."

Erik laughed softly, "Don't start Zuri. You will be beautiful."

"I despise men sometimes." She said as his lips pressed up against her belly.

"And why is that?"

"You don't know the pain we women go through for you."

Erik burst out into a fit of laughter. "Childbirth is a pain, I wish I could take the pain away love." Zuri took off her chemise and threw it onto the floor. Her hands cupped his face as she gently brought him up to face level and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"Be quiet and take me." She commanded him. Erik grunted as he pushed her legs further apart. Luckily she had forgot to put on her panties and only had on her underskirt which made it easier for him. He positioned her easily and slid home, a soft cry escaping from her lips. He lowered his head to her breast and captured a sensitive nub in his mouth. Zuri screamed suddenly as their bodies collided and sweat glistened on her forehead. Her hands moved to his head and grasped clumps of hair in her fists.

"Ow Zuri!" Erik finally yelled but saw that he was not getting through to her. He was rather relieved when she finally moved her hands to his back and clawed harshly. Erik felt so close and could see she was almost there. They collided once more and her head fell backwards as she panted loudly. Erik gained his breath quickly then commented, "I am going to have to start tying your hands. You can injure a man with those claws."

Zuri raised an eyebrow weakly, "Don't you start."

Erik grinned, "What if I want to kitty? You are beneath me and I can do whatever I want."

Zuri rolled her eyes at her husband. "Kitty will play later."

He laughed, "I always win love. Remember that."

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"We're not going to let that whore get away with what she did!" Christine shouted at the top of her lungs.

"No dear." Raoul replied.

"Then why don't we go back?"

"Because, the wench is pregnant. We have to wait till she is further along."

"Why?"

"Because, later on Zuri will have an accident and not even the Opera Ghost will be able to save her." Raoul explained as he looked at his wife.

Christine smiled at her husband, "I love you Raoul."

"I love you too Christine."