I'm the Wife of the Gay Vampire Prince.... My Life Sucks!

Chapter One:Wife.

"Which one do you want Hon?" One man asked

The other breathed deeply before answering "The female...she is my mate! Her blood sings to me."

My boyfriend and I were pinned against the wall too frightened to even move.

 I didn't know what the men were talking about; especially what the really hot one meant by I was his mate.

I closed my eyes as the man got closer. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.

"Mmmmmm" he breathed " so sweet...so tempting....and it's all mine... as is it's lovely owner."

I opened them in shock.

No matter how desperately I wanted to move my feet were rooted to the ground with fascination and fear. I looked into the man's deep blue eyes and found myself entranced by their beauty, so deep, so blue, like crushed sapphires. Not to mention he had the body of a Greek god, and dressed like a male fashion model!

He chuckled "Does my mate like the condition of her Syre's body?"

I nodded dumbly, not knowing what he meant.   

"Before I take any part of you we must marry. Luc get my mother's wedding dress and meet us at the graveyard."

"OK Kurtis." The Man scowled at me before running away.

"Come, Rachelle" Kurtis picked me up and sped off leaving the lifeless body of my boyfriend behind.

"How do you know my name?" I managed to ask.

"You are mine. I know everything about you." He gave me a smirk.

"OK, what is one thing no one knows about me that you do?" I challenged him.

"You prefer to read horror than watch Chick-flicks." he answered smiling.

 He set me down beside an old mausoleum. " I think my grandfather would be proud to marry us." He said  as he proceeded to pull up my shirt.

"What are you...?"

His hands stopped mine from pulling it down.

"Darling we can't get married with you in that!!! Think of what it would do to my reputation!!"

'di-va!' i sung in my head.

"I heard that Chelle!"

"How?"

'We're mates Baby, we can communicate in thought. It's called mind melding.'

Suddenly the other man from the ally sped up to us holding out a flowing white dress.

"Here," He growled handing it to Kurtis. He was jealous of me!!!! 

"Ah, Perfect," Kurtis sighed as he ripped my skirt off and slipped  the dress over my head. 'You look beautiful Baby!'

'uh thanks...I think'

He smiled and held me close. "Don't you trust me my love?"

"Should I?' I demanded looking into his entrancing eyes.

"Yes you should. I will never hurt you. I will make you happy, you will be at my side for eternity. now come my family is waiting for us."

I took in a shaky breath as he led me inside.

'Don't be nervous Baby, my family will love you'

'That's not exactly what I'm nervous about. I never really planned on getting married this way, to a vampire in a graveyard in the middle of the night.'

'Well I never planned on marrying a girl. or a human. But fate had a different plan I suppose.' he smiled at me. "Rachelle, meet my grandfather. Grandfather this is Rachelle."

The old man hugged me. "Hazzah!! We had always hoped Kurtis would find his mate." he pulled away smiling. "let the royal wedding begin!"

'Royal?!!'

'I'm the prince Babe.'

'Oh, then that means I'm about to become a..."

'Shh...' he hissed

The wedding was simple just a hundred or so dead people watching as Kurtis and I stood facing each other. Kurtis slipped a ring on my finger and kissed me passionatly.

'We are now together forever...my mate..my wife... my princess'

Suddenly I was pinned to a huge bed, with Kurtis on top of me, kissing down my neck.

'Come on Baby, moan my name. Let me know how good I'm making you feel' he whispered into my head as his hands stroked my sides

I did, not able to disobey him, even though  I wanted to.

'Good Girrrl'

He disconnected our lips and he pulled off his shirt. I never thought I'd be attracted to anyone this much, expecially a gay vampire. But let me tell you his body was WOW!! Perfect muscles, lean but an Adonis none the less.

'Naughty little girl. Staring at your Syre's body.' he said in my mind kissing me again. 'And you shall be punished... with pleasure!"

I moaned again.

"Yes Babe, that's it beg your Syre for pleasure."

"Please..." I panted.

"Please what?" He teased

"Please my Syre give your mate pleasure." I whined not able to control what came out of my mouth anymore

"I will darling but first tell me, who do you belong to? Who owns your lucious body, your tempting blood, and your precious soul?"

"You," I moaned,"Only you my Syre."

"Good Girrrl"