Search for the Opera Ghost: Rewrite

XLII.

William glanced at the Vicomtess as her words made his lips upturn in a smile. "You are wicked."

"I know." Christine replied, taking his comment as a compliment.

"So, my ex-bethrothed is at the opera house."

"With a monster. They have had a child. I do not want neither him or the child to be hurt...really...but she must be."

"What would you have me do?" He questioned her.

"Anything you wish. Get the job done though. I will find a way to get you down into their home. Do you agree?"

"Oh yes Vicomtess. I will do this." He replied in a malicious tone. He knew exactly what he would do to her when he found her.

xxxx

"Oh yes..." Erik groaned as his wife rode him frantically. What a wonderful week it had been since they had started being intimate again. Erik was ecstatic. There were no words for the love that he felt for his wife. His body burned for her. During the week they had left Aya with Antoinette for two hours each day while rediscovering their intimacy. Erik was brought back out of his thoughts as his wife scratched the sides of his bent legs with her nails. "Angel...not too hard." He panted.

"Need...I...remind you Erik...it takes...longer for me." Zuri replied as she panted between her words.

Erik remembered all too well. It seemed that they were not in sync with each other as they used to be. He owed that to her pregnancy and not being able to have sex for two months. He placed a splayed hand over her abdomen and the other on her right hip. "You don't...need to remind me."

"Good...Oh Erik...hold me, i'm almost..." She began, but watched without further instruction as he moved his splayed hand to her other hip and pushed her hips against his. She leaned forward and grasped hold of his shoulders. Erik moved his hands from her hips to her buttocks and grasped the globes in his hands as he lightly bit her neck. Zuri wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled harshly on clumps of his black hair. "Erik..." She cried out as he quickened their rhythm. It was almost too much for him. He felt the familiar clench of her muscles and knew that it was okay to release as well. He wanted to come when she did. Erik felt Zuri clutch tighter to him as her muscles closed on his manhood and she shuddered. Her entire body was wet with perspiration as she cried out his name one last time before falling on him. What seemed like a second later, Erik's seed shot in her canal and he felt himself shudder as well.

He had the feeling of being well satisfied and spent to the point of exhaustion. He could not move nor did he want to. Her weight was welcome on his sweaty body. "If we keep this up we might have another little one on the way soon." Zuri mumbled against his chest.

"Indulge me love. It has been a long while." Erik replied as she gently stroked his hair.

"I am sorry for grabbing your hair. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Pain is welcome...as long as it is body pain. I don't mind it at all." Erik replied as she rolled off of him. She cuddled up beside him, her damp hair blanketing his shoulder. "Mmm. I do love your hair."

Zuri shot him a weird look. "Erik, i've been thinking about moving."

"Yes." He murmured while stroking her hair softly.

"How about Italy? We can live near venice. We'll buy a farm, have a vegetable garden, and have animals. It will be ideal."

"I'll think about it."

"Erik, we have too many enemies here. Please think about our safety."

Erik turned his head to face hers, "I am love. We'll find a new home. I promise."

"I love you so much Erik."

"As I love you."

He pressed his lips against hers as she pulled him down closer to her body. 'I love you so much.'