Vampire Wedding Ch 8 - Getting closer

Chapter 8

Meghan was nervous when the messenger told her Ryan’s mother wanted to see her. Even though she had been there this whole time, she never really sat down with his parents.

As she walked down the hall she thought about what his mother could possibly say to her. To Meghan, she got to the room all too soon.

"Okay Meggs just take a deep breath and calm down. Don’t make yourself look like and idiot." The self pep talk didn’t really help her.

Her heart beat nervously as she raised her hand to knock but before her knuckles could make contact with the wood a voice called for her to come in.

Oh great, she thought. She’s psychic.

Meghan slowly opened the door and found Ryan’s mother sitting elegantly in a sky blue colored arm chair. Meghan’s breath caught in her chest. Geesh. Was everyone in this family gorgeous?

"Don’t just stand there, dear." His mother said with a chuckle. "Come in and have a seat."

She tried to return the smile but she was pretty sure that it turned out like a grimace. Meghan sat in the chair across from Mrs. Villisaci and waited for her to say something.

"Would you like something to eat or drink? I’m sure Rachel could get you something."

"No thanks." Meghan quickly replied before the older woman could summon the servant Rachel. "Uh not to be rude," she started nervously. "But I was wondering why you wanted to see me."

I hope that wasn’t rude.

"Well. Your wedding day draws near and I was wondering if you knew what is going to be done."

"I kinda thought it was going to be like a wedding."

"Well, in a way it will be." Mrs. Villisaci answered. Meghan knew she was trying to explain it to her with out frightening her.

"Okay, Meghan. First you and Ryan will…….."

Meghan listened intently to her future mother in-law and knew her face showed the shock she felt. She was getting scared and all she wanted to do was bolt out of there and never return.

"We have to do all that?" She asked flabbergasted.

"Yes. You do." Mrs. Villisaci face was crimson. "If you were born still vampire then you wouldn’t have to do most of it."

"Holy crap!" Meghan exclaimed. She sighed and sat back in her chair. She didn’t know if she could do all the things that needed to be done.

"I know and I am sorry, but to make the mating official than it has to be done. "

"Is that all you needed of me?" at this point Meghan didn’t care if she was rude. All she wanted was to go to her rooms and think.

"Um…. no." Damn. What else do I have to do?

"I have something for you." She watched the older woman grab a light blue velvet box from the table.

"What is it?" Meghan asked as she took the little box.

"Open it."

When she opened it, she gasped. It was a white gold necklace with a butterfly hanging form the end of the chain. The butterfly’s body was outlined in gold and the eyes were little diamonds.

"It’s GORGEOUS," she whispered as she stared at it. "But I can’t except it."

"Yes you can. And you will. It is tradition that the mother in law gives the new bride a gift that she has to wear to the ceremony."

Meghan looked at her with gratitude and gave her the biggest hug ever. "Thank you Mrs. Villisaci."

"Oh please. Call me Catherine.".

They released each other and Meghan left to go put her new piece of jewelry in her room.

"I can’t stand that bitch!" came a female voice and Meghan knew who the voice belonged to.

"Come on, Veronica. You can’t go hating her forever." The other female voice Meghan didn’t recognize.

Quickly, Meghan hid behind the wall and listened.

"Yes I can. I spent three years trying to get Ryan to get with me and just when he was warming up, that slut comes along. It’s not fair."

Meghan rolled her eyes in annoyance. That girl had problems.

"They were already to betrothed since before she was born."

"Yea but her parents ran. I don’t see why Catherine insists on turning her. It’s just a waste of time. She will never be as good as match for him as I am."

"No she won’t. Cause she would be better." Came a different female voice.

Go head Alana!

"Alana…." Stammered Veronica. "I was just-"

"Hating as usual." Alana said cutting her off.

"I-"

"Let me make one thing straight Veronica." She sneered. "The reason why Meghan is better for him than you are is because you have no sense of loyalty or respect. Now the mating is in five days and I suggest you get your head out of your ass and learn to get your own man."

Meghan had to stiffle her laughter. She was imagining Veronica’s face.

"Alana you know that your brother and I –"

"Will be as good of a match as a piss and bread. You will never be worthy of my brother."

"How dare you-"

"No Veronica. How dare you? I am part master of this household and I will be watching you."

After that last statement, Meghan heard Alana’s heels clicking as she left.

"I told you Veronica."

"Shut Up!"

Meghan walked away laughing at Veronica, but in the corner of her mind she was thinking she should watch out for Veronica too.
Later………….

Meghan was lying on the bed taking a break from training when Ryan walked into the room. He was tired and sweaty but to Meghan he still looked good.

"Hey, babe." He greeted right before he bent over to kiss her cheek. She was still kind of hesitant about kissing him for no reason. Atleast before she had a reason to kiss him.

"Hey," she replied.

"I’m about to get into the shower k?" That made her confused. Why did he ask her for permission to get into the shower.

"Okay….?" She said slowly.

He smiled and then began to undress….RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER!

"What are you doing?" she asked a little panicked when his shirt came off.

"I’m getting ready to get in the shower."

Meghan looked at his face then her eyes traveled lower. His chest was muscular and impressive. He had a six pack that could also be an ironing board. Her heart rate increased and so did her breathing.

"Like what you see?" he asked seductively. At the sound of his deep velvet soft voice she raised her eyes to his face and saw the desire in his eyes.

"I…" she started but in the corner of her eye she saw movement and her eyes quickly darted to his hands as they traveled down his chest to his stomach and then lower to the top of his pants.

She waited impatiently for his hands to do something but all they did was play with the button. She felt that spot between her legs start to throb.

"You want me, don’t you?" he asked while still playing with the button.

"W-what makes you think that?" she stammered. Her eyes left his hands and looked up into his, but she couldn’t stare into them for long. She could read what he wanted to do in his clear blue eyes.

"I can smell your desire all the way over here." He chuckled when she gasped.

Her eyes darted back to his hands when she heard the groan of the zipper being pulled down. Her mouth went dry as he pushed his pants down off of his hips and the bulge came to view.

"You see what you do to me? You see how badly you affect me?"

He kicked off his shoes and pulled his pants the rest of the way off. His eyes returned to hers and she felt the room temperature rise a good 10 degrees.

"Come here," he beckoned and without hesitation she scooted to the edge of the bed.

"Give me your hand." She lifted her hand and he took it. Her surprised gasped was muffled by his groan of pleasure as he placed it on his crotch. He removed his hand from hers looked down at her to see what she would do.

To his surprise and happiness she didn’t remove her hand.

"You have no idea what I want to do to you right now."

Ryan couldn’t believe he was doing this. He had been fed up with having to sleep next to her and not be able to touch her how he wanted. He didn’t know how far he was going to take this, but he did know that he wanted her badly.

"You’re so hard." She whispered so softly that he barely heard her. When she began to move her hand he didn’t care. It felt good to feel her hand lightly caress him through his boxers.

"Meghan-"
What he was about to say was cut off by a knock at thd door. Who ever it was is going to be in big trouble.

TO BE CONTINUED……….