Vampire Wedding Ch 16 - Xavior

***MEGHAN***

There was one more week untill the wedding and things were getting hectic. People were miling in all the time, her and Ryan had been doing the wedding rehearsal, and she was feeling like she was having a panic attack. Clara had told her that the new people that were there were some of the most important vampires she would ever meet. She pointed out the clan leaders and the ones who were just friends.

The clan leaders were all surprised to see that Lyson's only heir was human. Meghan knew that they thought she wasn't going to be a good leader because of the way she wa raised, but Meghan was determined to show them other wise.

Another problem was Ryan. She blushed as she remembered what had happened last week in his bedroom. It had been wonderful and she wanted it to happen again, the problem was she was afraid to have it happen again. Meghan knew she was already falling for Ryan and that she would never find anyone else like him. He was so sweet and charming. She felt as if she wasn't good enough. What if he didn't even like her like that. Guys had sex with people just to get their rocks off all the time. Maybe he was physically attracted to her and that's all. But would a guy eat lunch with you every day, or buy you things if they just lusted after you? She was just so confused.

Meghan was so lost in her thoughts that she ran right into a wall. Wait a minute...walls don't have arms. Meghan looked up and saw that what she had run into was infact a person. A person that had to be as tall as Ryan if not taller and just as muscular. He had full lips that turned upward in an apologetic smile.

"I deeply apologise, Miss Meghan." His voice was deep and kind of sensual. 'Snap out of it Meghan,' she told herself. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

Meghan was pretty sure she had a dumb grin on her face as she smiled back. "N-no it was my fault." She gave a nervous chuckle.

"Well, I am bigger, and if I had hurt you in anyway," he paused and lifted up her hand. "Please don't hesitate to tell me so." She looked into his eyes and saw something there. She didn't know exactly what it was, but it scared her for a minute. Then as quickly as she had seen it it disappeared. Now she was confused. She didn't know if she had seen it or if she had been imagining it.

"You didn't hurt me. I assure you I am fine." She replied once she realised he was waiting for a response.

"Well then. Good day." The stranger lifted her hand and kissed it softly. Her heart started hammering in her chest and the skin where his lips touched her skin tingled a little.

Meghan could only stare as the smoking hot stranger started to walk on down the hall. Then she remembered something. She didn't know who he was.

"Wait!" she called stopping him. He turned to look at her and raised a questioning brow. "I didn't catch your name."

"Xavior."

****Ryan****

"This is rediculous! We should not let a human decide our fate!"

Ryan was fit to be tied. They were having a meeting in the meeting room and they were arguing over Meghan's right to claim heir of Lyson's clan. Kastor was one of the vamps who watched over Lyson's clan untill they heard word from Anna. Ryan wasn't sure if he really didn't want a human leader or if he just didn't want to give up the temporary leadership he had had for the past twenty years. The only reason why he was invited was because he had been in charge of the klan while Anna had disappeared.

"That HUMAN is the only way we could stop this!" argued another clan leader. His name was Larkin and he was one of the ones who agreed with this wedding. "You said yourself that Lyson's clan will need the real leader in order to protect themselvs."

"I have been leading that pack for the past twenty years," Kastor shot back.

"And look what has happened," this time it was Charles who had spoken up. He didn't yell or shout he talked in a normal tone of voice. He was the most level headed of the group and that made Ryan proud to know that his father was someone who thought before they spoke.

"You are right in many ways, Kastor," his father continued. "You have lead the clan for twenty years, but you have failed." Kastor looked fit to be tied. Since his father was on the council Kastor dared not speak out of turn to him. "You have allowed hundreds of Lyson's clan to become traitors. You have not led them the way Lyson would have wanted it. The people of the Lystor bloodline (Lyson's clan's blood line) have not been trained properly to defeat someone like Xavior. How are they supposed to defend themselves against Xavior's army?"

"Charles, how is it my fault that their are traitors in my clan they-"

"It is not YOUR clan!" Charles said finally raising his voice the first time that evening.

"Meghan may have been turned human, but Lyson is still her father. She is the one who shall lead his clan as soon as the mating is over next week."

"And how will that help us? How can a fresh one of our kind be able to controll the ones who were either born this way or were turne centuries ago?"

"Because she will have us." That was Ryan. He was sick of the ones who agreed with Kastor trying to put Meghan down before they even met her. "Have you even been listening, Kastor? The contract of the mating states that once Meghan has been mated to me, our clan will be joined together."

"So that is your intentions." Kastor said fuming. "You only wished to make your clan bigger." Then he turned wildly to the other leaders that were in the room. "They only wished to make their army stronger so that the can't be defeated. They only wish to-"

"Sit down, Kastor!" Ian the eldest of them all ordered firmly. Kastor sat down because even the ones one the council dare not disobey Ian. "I have heard enough. You have led Lyson's people for the past twenty years, but you have been selfish."

Kastor's eyes got as wide as saucers. "Your grace, I have put the clan before me in almost every way." He gave a nervous chuckle and looked around the room. Everyone including Ryan wanted to know what Ian was talking about.

"Do you think me a fool?"

"No, your grace, I-"

"-I have my sources Kastor. The reason why Lyson's men arent in shape is because they have been doing your bidding"

The whole room was quiet as they watched Kastor nervously fidget in his seat. Ian spoke calmly but with much athority.

"Kastor, you are NOT the leader of that clan and you WILL not be leader of that clan. I say we shall meet the girl. I have faith that Charles will help her along the way."

The room was silent for awhile before Ian spoke again. "Now, you will either be with Charles or against Charles. In what ever decision you choose no this, I do not take traitors kindly and if I find out you did in any way. You will regret the day you were turned. And that goes for the rest of you as well."

Kastor looked frightened and that surprised Ryan. He had never seen him frightened in his life. He nodded and was silent. That ended the debate about Meghan and a knew topic was about to be brought up before Ian again addressed Kastor. "This meeting is for clan leaders only. Since you are not that anymore you are dismissed."

He rose out of his seat with the remainder of his dignity and left the room. Ryan hoped that they wouldn't have any problems with him.

The meeting droned on and every matter was discussed. Everyone was pretty sure that Xavior didn't know about the mating because all the clan leaders had just found out that evening. Their clans didn't know so traitors couldn't warn him before hand. Ryan and his father was pretty much grilled about everything that had happened since before Lyson's death. Then Ian and Larkin requested to see the contract. Even Ryan hadn't seen it.

It pretty much said that if anything should happen to him Anna was to rule the clan with his right hand man helping her. Meghan was his heir and that when she came of age to be married she would marry Ryan Villisaci and that will form the alliance. Both clans and estates were to be ruled by Ryan and Meghan both and Charles would help them. The contract had both signatures and the date which was twenty years ago.

"This contract is signed in Lyson's hand," Larkin told everyone. "The mating shall carry on and the contract shall be honored." A few minutes and a couple of yawns later, the meeting was adjourned.

Ryan couldn't be any happier. That was one of the most boring frustrating ordeals in his life. All he wanted to do was find Meghan and relax. Maybe they could fool around again.
They hadn't done that since the first time.

****LATER****

"Ryan!"

Ryan watched as Meghan reached her climax with a small feeling of pride. She had confided in him that he was the only person she let do that and he was happy to be her first. He loved the way she started bucking against his hand when he made her come. How her body started to grind in his hand and how she arched unconciously thrusting her naked breast into the air. It made him want to sink his rod so deep inside her there would be no telling where he ended and she began. Just watching her made him think of all the things they would do while they were married. Although she was never fat to begin with her body was more toned now that she had done the training. He was happy that no matter how many new muscles she had she never lost her curves. Those was what made her so attractive her curves.

When she cought her breath Meghan looked up at Ryan and gave a small, shy smile. It still embarrassed her a little when he touched her. He thought it was really cute when she got self concious or when she blushed. Just then a wicked gleam flashed in Ryan's eye. While looking straight down at her he brought the fingers that had been between her legs to his mouth. He almost laughed when he saw her eyes get huge as she watched him suck her juices from his fingers.

He closed his eyes to further inhance the taste of her natural lubricant. "Mmmm," he moaned in approval. Then he opened his eyes and looked straight down at her. "I could taste you all day." At that statement Meghan turned as red as a tomato. He chuckled as she looked, (that only caused her to blush more.)\

Ryan rolled from atop Meghan and settled down next to her. She still had no shirt on but that didn't matter to them as they started kissing again. Ryan felt Meghan's small warm hands touch trying to slip under his shirt so he broke the kiss for a second to take it off. Once that piece of clothing was off Ryan grabbed Meghan and brought her closer to him. Now her breast were preast up against his pecs and her stomach was against his stomach. Ryan loved the skin on skin contact and couldn't help but touch her all over. His hands first ran slowly down her back tracing her spine before moving to the front of her body to explore. His tongue was in her mouth exploring and battling with her tongue.

Meghan all of a sudden pushed him down onto his back then climbed ontop of him. Before he could utter a word her mouth was on his again. She was kissing him like there was no tomorrow. Her hands were sliding up and down his chest before burrying in his hair. Her lips traveled from his down to his neck where she nipped and kissed until he was groaning in pleasure.

Meghan sat up and unknowingly sitting on top of his raging erection. "Touch me, Ryan," she begged as she brought his hands up to settle on her breast. She didn't have to tell him twice. She moaned and threw her head back as his fingers began to go to work on her aching nipples. Her hands were holding his to her as if she were afraid he would stop. Lucky for her he had no intentions of doing anything of the sort.

Meghan began arching her back trying to bring her breast to his hands even more. Unfortunately - or fortunately depending on how you look at it- for him that caused her to grind her body against his member. A startled gasp escaped his lips as her body moved over his. He wasn't expecting the sensation.

He yanked his hands away from her and gently pushed her off of him. She looked at him quizzically.

"What's wrong?" she asked concerned.

"Nothing," he replied taking a deep breath to calm himself. He didn't want to embarass himself by coming in his pants.

"Oh well if nothings wrong..." She scooted towards him and tried to kiss him but he moved away. He silently cursed himself when he saw a flash of hurt flicker in her eyes.

"D-did I do something wrong?" She grabbed the nearest thing to her- which was his shirt- and covered herself as best she could.

"No, no, no." he said quickly. He grabbed her face and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "You did everything just right. And that's the problem."

Meghan looked up at him confused. "I did do something wrong, didn't I?" She asked. Even though he told her again she didn't she refused to believe him. She got up and started to reach for her panties when Ryan grabbed her by the waist.

At first she struggled against him, but she tired a few moments later and just lay there trying not to look at him. "Meghan. For the last time you did nothing wrong."

"Then why did you stop?" She asked finally turning to look at him. Only it wasn't looking, it was glaring.

Ryan sighed and said, "Because I can't control myself around you." Then he moved so that he was layin beside her. After that he took her hand and guided down his hard naked chest then lower to the bulge that was in his pants. She gasped when he pressed his hard-on into her open palm. "You see what you do to me?" he asked leaning his head down to kiss her shouldar. "You see how you make me feel every time I see you? Don't you know that I get like this everytime I think of how hard your nipples get when I cup your breast?" He pressed let her hand go to cup on of the prizes that he was speaking about. Although he let it go, her hand was still their latched on to his member. "Everytime I kiss you you have this effect on me. Sometimes I just want to lie you down on the floor or something and take you right there not caring who's there or watching."

****MEGHAN'S POV****

Meghan was feeling hot. Her breaths were coming out faster and faster as Ryan talked dirty to her and kissed and played with her breast. She was feeling so good she momentarily forgot about the prize that she held in her hand. She remembered what she was holding when Ryan told her to spread her legs and she accidently squeezed him to hard on account of he was touching her down there.

He groaned in pain.

"Be careful with that, baby." He said chuckling. His voice sounded a bit airy and breathless. "We want that to be working properly next week don't we?" Then his kissed her and started rubbing her clit again. Everytime his fingers ran over that bundle of nerves that was hidden between her legs Meghan bucked trying to get closer to his hand. Her hands were digging into the sheets as she tried to keep her climax from coming to quickly.

Then she remembered that Ryan was just as needy as she was. She wanted to please Ryan just like he was pleasing her. She wanted to make him feel all the things she was feeling. Meghan raised her hand and started to unfasten his pants. She felt his movements against her stop and she looked up at him while still trying to get him out of his pants.

"What are you doing?" He asked quietly. He was tense as if he were angry, but Meghan knew other wise. He wasn't angry, he was trying to hold on to his control.

"Getting ready to please you" she said simply. Before he could utter another word his pants were unbuttoned and unzipped. There was a huge bulge in his boxer briefs that was beggin for attention.

"Meghan I..." She shut him up by kissing him again. She glided her hand up and down the front of his underwear before gripping him. The groan he let out sounded as if he was dying. His whole body was tense and Meghan knew he was fighting for control.

"You're so hard," she said in awe. At first she was afraid to move her hand. His breathing was hard and ragged. Meghan peeked up at him and his eyes were closed. His hand was still between her legs, but it wasn't moving any more. He was just lying there. The muscles through out his body were almost visible. He was hard and hot in her hand and the thickness both excited and frightened her. She was excited to know that they would be going inside her but that was what also frightened her.

She was so busy marveling at his size that she was startled when he grabbed her wrist and started to move her hand so that she was kind of stroking him. After a few moments he let her hand go and started to rub her again. Meghan moaned her pleasure as she felt his fingers come back to her. She started to stroke him a little faster. He growled before bringing his mouth to hers and swallowing the sounds of pleasure that were escaping her lips.

Just when she was starting to feel the first stirs of her orgasm the door burst open. Meghan shrieked and grabbed for something to cover up with. Ryan growled menacingly at the person who intruded and was off the bed before Meghan was finished covering herself.

"You better have some damn good reason for barging into my room." Ryan's voice came out in a deadly whisper.

****RYAN'S POV****

Ryan was just about ready to kill who ever had interrupted him and Meghan. Not surprisingly it was Keith.

"Hey, man. I didn't know you two were..." He looked at Ryan then looked at Meghan. He stared a little too long at Meghan for Ryan's taste.

"Hey!" he hissed at Keith. He was so angry that he couldn't control what was happening. Ryan felt his other half get ready to take over. He felt his canines elongate and his eyes shift. Keith apologised again trying to get Ryan to calm down. It wasn't working. The only thing that seemed to calm him down was the soft frightened gasp that he heard behind him. He whirled around and saw Meghan wide eyed and holding his bed covers up to her chin.

She looked scared. Ryan hissed as he crouched ready to attack the person who was distressing his lady. Then he realised that it was him. Taking a deep breath Ryan calmed down enough to force his other half to reluctantly retreat.

"It's okay, Meghan," he said trying to sooth her. Then he turned to Keith and glared at him. "Why in fucks sake did you just barge into my room?" He demanded.

"I'm sorry man. I really am I just had to tell you that we have found Xavior."

Before he could reply Meghan spoke up. "Xavior?" she then looked up at both men. Ryan wanted to know why Meghan was looking as if she had recalled something. "Oh. If you were looking for your friend why didn't you just say something?"

"What do you mean?" Ryan asked confused.

"I saw Xavior today. If I had known that you were looking for him I would have brought him..." Meghan's words trailed off. Both men were tense and looking as if someone had pissed in their cherios or something.

"You saw Xavior?" Ryan asked through clenched teeth. His beast was starting to come back to take over again.

"Yeah," she said slowly sensing something was wrong. "What's going on, Ryan?"

"Where did you meet him?" This time it was Keith that asked the question.

"I bumped into him while I was walking down the hall to come meet you."

"HE WAS IN MY HOUSE!" Ryan yelled so loud that the whole room shook.

"Ryan?" Meghan brought the covers up to her chin and held them tighter to her body.

"Get everyone ready." Ryan ordered Keith as he stomped over to his closet and pull out a black uniform she never saw him wear before. "I want the whole place searched. Do you hear me? Get all the guards and put them in the chambers. I want them questioned as to why Xavior was in my fucking house!" This was the first time Meghan had ever heard Ryan talk like the leader of the house hold that he was.

"I want every nook and cranny searched. Every inch shall be looked over. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, sir" Keith replied.

"I also want guards posted infront of my room. Get my mother and bring her in here. Only get the most trusted men. All the outside guards shall be put in the chambers and locked in untill we find out who let that son of a bitch in."

With that Keith was dismissed and hurried to do his job. As he turned to leave Meghan noticed the tense set of his jaw and knew that he was just as angry as Ryan.

Ryan was going to the weapons cabinet and pulled out a gun, an extra clip, and what looked like to be an assortment of knives.

"Ryan what's going on?" Meghan asked softly. "What's wrong with this Xavior guy?"

"Xavior was one of my best friends." Ryan began. "We did everything together. Me, Keith, Westly, and Xavior were inseperable. The war between Lyson's clan and ours had been going on for sometime. Xavior didn't understand why we just didn't fight back in the war. The thing about Xavior was he loved drama. He loved to fight." Ryan paused and took a deep breath. "One day one of Lyson's clan members kidnapped Alanna. We went in and we fought and we killed. We were supposed to stop after we got Alanna back, but Xavior... I don't know. He just coudn't. He would sneak out and go killing just for the fun of it. My parents were very angry they told him to stop or else. I guess that's when he got it in his head that he would make a far better leader than my parents. He went and got some people and tried to kill us."

Meghan could tell that Xavior had hurt Ryan very deeply. She could tell that it was hard trying to fight your best friend. "We won and ever since he had been trying to take over your father's clan." All of a sudden Ryan stopped talking. In the next instance he was in front of her. She didn't think she would be able to get used to his super speed. "I promise that I will never let any harm come to you." He gripped her jaw softly then brought his mouth to hers in a fierce kiss.

Then just as quickly as the kiss started it ended and he was on the other side of the room before she could even return the kiss. "Get dressed. Alanna and my mother will be here shortly." He left the room and her to get dressed. As Meghan got dressed she thought of what Ryan had promised. She had no doubt that he would protect her from anybody and anyone.

"God I love him," She whispered to herself.