The Turning: Book Two in The Medici Warrior Series

by Emily Bex

  Luca was behind him, and the warriors lined up for another round. This time, they went one right after the other, pulling handstands in midair, using their strength and the speed of the bike to catapult them through the air. Each warrior was trying to outdo the other and like all males, competitive as hell. Too bad master wasn’t with them. He would love this fucking hellfire they had going down. Several hours went by before they all decided to head on home. My lady had built an awesome fire pit and there was enough Midnight to drown in. The moon was beginning its journey to the horizon and it was time the warriors headed back home and ended this night around the fire as they waited for their brothers on the streets to bring it on home to Medici. Yeah, Marcello liked it here.

  64

  After some thought, Rissa had decided she wanted to give Alec an engagement present neither of them would ever forget. Calling around to a few local covens, she carefully chose a beautiful immortal woman that would fit his tastes. After all, she was his mate and she knew what his beast liked, what sparked their unusual sexual appetites and pleased them both.

  Having checked with his assistant, ‘Miss Jenny Know It All’, Rissa knew he would have some free time this evening. Rissa made the arrangements for the other woman to come to the house, and had all the fun toys lined up and the perfect lingerie laid out. She had everything ready and waiting, now she just needed to spark his curiosity and bring that beast home. She knew, once Alec got home, the beast would roll out with little provocation. Alec was not the romantic type, but she knew other ways that pleased them both.

  Grabbing her phone, she sent him a text message:

  Your darling has a very special engagement present waiting for you, so please come home when you can, you won’t be disappointed. Come straight up to the bedroom.

  Grinning wickedly, she ran to take a luxurious bath, drying off and covering her body in lotion that left her skin smooth as silk.

  Alec had his cell phone silenced, but he felt the vibration in his jacket pocket and pulled it out to see a text from Rissa. It was an invitation to join her in their bedroom for an engagement present. He checked his watch and it was time to leave anyway. He texted her back:

  Give me 20, I'm on my way.

  Grinning as she read his message, Rissa instructed the other woman to get into position. They would be ready for daddy when he arrived. After thirty minutes of intense girl play, she felt him enter the house.

  When Alec walked in, Santos met him at the door to take his suit jacket and handed him a glass of Midnight. Alec looked at him quizzically and Santos just shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes to the stairs. Alec downed the glass and handed it back to Santos and smiled, wondering what the fuck she was up to now. As he walked up the stairs, loosening his tie, he could already hear the moans of pleasure echo down the hall and picked up the strong scent of two females, one was Rissa... and the other?

  He walked into their bedroom and saw Rissa seated in a tall bar chair, her legs spread wide and wrapped around the hips of a dark-haired vixen who tossed her hair and looked over her shoulder at him, fangs already bared, as she hissed at him. Alec released his beast and ripped his tie from around his neck, grabbing the front of his shirt, the buttons flew as he yanked it from his body. He roared back at her as his cock went to full staff. He slid his belt from the belt loops in his suit pants and used it as a whip to snap it across the vixen's ass and watched as the red welt appeared and she roared back.

  The vixen turned to Rissa and took one pink nipple in her mouth, and Rissa arched her back to lift her breast to her mouth. Alec stepped behind the vixen and growled in her ear, "Fuck her with your fingers…" and watched as the vixen slid her slender fingers deep into Rissa's sex, already hot, wet, and waiting.

  He pressed his cock into the ass of the vixen, squeezing her between him and Rissa, as he leaned over the vixen's shoulder and kissed Rissa's mouth, shoving his tongue deep into her throat and feeling the ripple effect of Rissa's body writhing against the vixen. He probed the puckered opening of the vixen’s ass with his fingers and she growled again. Without prepping her further for the assault, he slammed his cock hard into her ass as she turned her head and snapped at him.

  “What's the matter, vixen? Didn't my Rissa tell you I like inflicting pain?”

  He fucked her hard, pushing her hard into Rissa, driving the vixen's fingers deep inside his baby girl, as he gripped the chair with one hand and the back of Rissa's head with the other, pushing his tongue to unexplored depths in her throat.

  Rissa felt her juices flow and she wanted to cum, feeling the vixen’s body slam into hers as he fucked the vixen from behind. He ripped at Rissa’s hair and slammed her head against the wall and she wanted to moan, but his tongue was deep in her throat, making it hard to breathe. Rissa scraped her nails up the vixen’s back and ripped through her skin, from the shoulder blades down, feeling the blood flow between her fingers. The smell of blood overwhelmed, hot and sweet. The vixen felt the pain and retaliated by ramming her fist deep into Rissa’s sex, bringing its own pain and Rissa exploded with an orgasm.

  The smell of the blood triggered Alec’s beast just as he felt her orgasm. He bit down hard on her neck right at the base of her shoulder, sinking his fangs deep into the muscle and drinking deep from her. He fucked the vixen harder as she squirmed and tried to pull away from him, but she was trapped between his relentless pounding hips from the back and Rissa's writhing body in front. She tried to reach behind her, clawing at Alec, fangs bared, hissing. He came in her, throwing back his head, eyes glowing red and growling until the windows rattled in the house. After he came, he picked her up and tossed her to the bed, and then picked up Rissa and carried her to the bed. He looked from one to the other.

  “Who's next?” he growled.

  Leaning over the vixen, Rissa flipped her over onto her stomach and licked at the claw marks left on her back, licking away the trickles of blood and growling deep in her throat. Rissa straddled her, sliding down the vixen’s body until she reached her beautiful full ass. She raised her hand and slapped it hard and the vixen responded by raising her ass in the air. Rissa nipped hard with her fangs, bringing a stinging sharp pain. The vixen raised her head and snapped at her, and Rissa quickly grabbed that long mane and yanked her head back and kissed her long and deep, feeling her own juices flow.

  Alec watched the action between the two females, then walked to the edge of the bed and grabbed Rissa by her long hair and dragged her to the floor on her knees before him. With his free hand, he stroked his cock and rubbed it across her cheek, circling her mouth. He growled at her to get on all fours and she quickly complied. “Good girl.”

  He growled at the vixen to get behind Rissa, to bury her tongue deep inside that sweet heaven, and watched as she scrambled to the floor, sliding her hands over Rissa's ass before she began exploring with her tongue. He listened to Rissa's moans as he slid his cock into her throat, still gripping her hair, holding her head firm while he thrust into her. “You want the beast to come play, baby girl? Be careful what you ask for.”

  He reached under the bed and grabbed a riding crop, and snapped it hard against Rissa's ass, watching as she flinched in a combination of pleasure and pain, and the vixen looked up in surprise. He locked eyes with the vixen and growled at her. "Don't you dare stop again. I want to hear you eating pussy."

  Rissa moaned with the sweet pleasure of his cock down her throat. He fucked her mouth hard, yanking her hair to go deeper and she took all of him. She flinched with the streaking pain that vibrated through her from the riding crop, as the vixen’s tongue brought pleasure. She felt another orgasm coming hard and fast again and she struggled to hold on, but the vixen’s face was buried between her legs and she was working her clit like a pro and Rissa knew she had to beg the beast to let her cum. ”Please daddy, please.”

  Alec heard her begging for release. He snapped the riding crop down hard a second time and pushed his cock deep in her throat, growling, “Cum baby girl,” as
he released into her throat, knowing his cock was so deep he was cutting off her air.

  Rissa bucked hard and felt her orgasm explode like a volcano and once again, he lashed out with the riding crop, and she could feel the welts rise on her soft flesh. Everything connected with perfect timing and her body ignited on every level, taking her to the deepest, blackest edge and she collapsed on the floor before him.

  She was gasping for the air she’d been denied. He’d be angry if she passed out in front of this nothing bitch. She rose up on her knees before him, his obedient baby girl, and waited for his command. She could feel the vixen’s eyes on her, terrified of what would come next.

  Alec was done with this simpering vixen who flinched at the very sound of the riding crop. He walked behind her and struck her ass hard and watched as she howled and hissed at him. He beat her and drove her into the corner and told her to stay there. He turned back to Rissa. "Face down, ass up baby girl. I'll give you what you've been waiting for." She complied immediately.

  He walked back to her, running the riding crop gently across her face and over the top of her head, dragging it slowly down her spine as he walked behind her. He slid the tip around her ass cheeks as he dropped to his knees behind her and slid the fingers of his free hand deep into her sex as he used his wrist to deliver another sharp snap of the riding crop across her ass cheeks. He heard her low moan as he leaned over her, his lips only inches from her ears as he whispered in a deep growl. "Now, tell me what you want, baby girl..."

  “Please daddy, please fuck me hard, make me scream and cum. Make me your good obedient baby girl!”

  He pulled his fingers from deep inside her and grabbed one of the slippery tender petals around her sex and pinched hard, before sliding his hand, coated in her juices along his cock. He ran the head of his cock up and down her clit, teasing, probing, but never penetrating. He watched as she moved her hips back toward him, trying to push her hips into his cock. But he continued to deny her what she so desperately wanted. “Now tell me how bad you want it, baby girl.”

  “Please daddy, fuck me hard! Take me, show me who I belong to! Make me yours and fuck me till I scream!”

  Her fangs elongated, and she roared loud, her body shaking with want for him and she felt him plunge deep.

  He exposed his own fangs and growled until the room rumbled. He grabbed her hips in both hands and rammed his cock into her hard, pushing the full length of his sword deep into her. He bent over her back, grabbing her hair and lifting her head back, biting her neck once more and drinking deep. She reached out with both hands, steadying herself against the bed frame and pushing her ass hard against him, her hips matching the rhythm of his thrust, eager to receive all of him. He pounded her hard, jarring her with each thrust, watching as her breasts and hair swayed with the rhythm, her eyes closed, her mouth open.

  “Cum with your daddy, baby girl,” he growled at her, as he released the last load of cum deep inside her, filling her, watching as it spilled from her, ran down her thighs onto the floor, and listened as she screamed, “Daddy!” while gripping the bed frame.

  She collapsed to the floor. He slid his arm beneath her and lifted her up, laying her on the bed and kissing her lips gently. He turned to see the vixen cowering in the corner where he’d left her. He picked up the riding crop and walked toward her. She curled into a ball as he struck her again and again. She started to crawl away, and he struck at her ass, watching as the welts rose on her skin. He reached down and grabbed her hair, lifting her to her feet and dragged her to the door. “You have a lot to learn about pleasing a master, vixen.”

  He tossed her out the door and yelled to Santos. “Santos... Get rid of this.”

  He returned to their bed and crawled in from the bottom on all fours, like a predator stalking prey, and crawled to the pillow where she laid her head. He ran his tongue from her shoulder to the full length of her neck. He lay down beside her and pulled her in close and whispered, "Baby girl, thanks for my present," before slipping into a deep sleep.

  “I love you, daddy.” She closed her eyes, her heart full.

  65

  Shade stood at the window, looking out at the night. It was good to be home. It was only a home because of bel and for that, he could never repay her. She had given up so much to be with him and accepted his coven and his warriors as her own. He watched from the window high above as the warriors came back in on the dirt bikes, and he smiled. They were covered in mud, back-slapping and happy, joking around, and ribbing each other and Luca was in his element. Shade sometimes wished he could be as carefree as the warriors, with no responsibilities, and to have bel at his side constantly. But that was not his path in life. Hopefully, though, as things began to fall into place with Alec, he thought they could get life under control and have more time together.

  He felt he owed Kate a better life, far more than the one he had shown her so far, and that played heavily on his mind. She deserved babies, to be turned, to learn to be vampire and also, how to drive a damn stick shift! Smiling, he stared out and looked far beyond the rolling fields and mountains. It was all theirs.

  Kate entered their bedroom to find him standing, looking out the window. She could hear the laughter of the warriors as they gathered outside the staff quarters. Did he wish to join them? She went to him, slid her arms around his waist and laid her head against his back. "A penny for your thoughts, lover?”

  Smiling as he felt her arms wrap around him, he slid his hands behind him and around her. “My thoughts are wandering, mi amore. I can see so far on this clear moonlit night. I want to just…” Leaning his head on the window pane, he didn’t finish his thought.

  She waited as his words hung in mid-air. His words unsettled her and drew on the fear she would never be enough for him. "Just what? Are we enough? You feel at peace tonight, but wistful. I can feel when you are edgy and eager to get on the streets. I understand the pull the night has on you, and I wonder, am I enough? Is our life too small for you, too mortal, or too common? It’s much more than I hoped for. More than I could have dreamed of, but I do wonder with all you’ve experienced, with all you have lived, will I be enough?"

  Turning to face her, he looked deeply into those dark eyes. “You, Kate, are everything. The night pulls me simply because I have been cooped up inside the Dead House, and watching the warriors, I sometimes want to run free, but run with you.”

  He gathered her in his arms and turned to the window, so they could both see out. “Look out there, mi amore, this is ours. Do you ever wish to explore it together? It is a beautiful night, come with me. Let’s have no plan, just go.”

  "Shade, you know I’ll follow you anywhere, just tell me what to wear."

  “You are fine just as you are, mi amore. Now keep your eyes open. We are going to teleport low over the grounds. I want us to see it together.”

  She clung tight to him as he prepared to teleport them into the night sky. “Then lead the way, lover.”

  Grinning, he kissed her and glided into the night, feeling her arms around his neck, her body tight against his. She was never afraid to teleport with him, she knew he’d never let her fall. As they zoomed over the vineyards, he made a turn and spoke to her telepathically. “Show me where the horse stables will be, mi amore.”

  She pointed in the direction of the field where the barn was under construction, nearly complete, and the fencing was going up for the grazing fields.

  Swooping down closer, he hovered over the barn and kissed her softly, then took off over a mountaintop, seeing the trails from the bikes, the hiking paths and all the animals hunkering down for the night. He needed to be out here tonight with her. Then he spotted what he was looking for and gave out a loud call, swooping low and landing them on the edge of the mountain lagoon. He set her down on her feet and saw her eyes register surprise. He’d known it was here. He’d seen it several times at night when he’d teleported home from D.C.

  “Want to take a dip with me?”

  She sto
od in the dark on the edge of a waterhole set deep in the mountains with water cascading down the rocks. It was beautiful and peaceful, and the sound of the trickling water soothed and calmed. She could hear the high chirp of the tree frogs, and the deep baritone of the bullfrogs creating the music for this night. He wanted to take a dip, and her first thought was how deep it was? Did it even have a bottom? But she knew he would hold her, and protect her. She pulled her shirt over her head and started removing her jeans. “Lead the way.”

  “That’s my bel.”

  He stripped off his clothes and dove in without her. He heard her laughter as he resurfaced. He swam over to the edge of the lagoon and looked up at her. She was so beautiful standing naked in the moonlight. “The water is warm, mi amore. Jump! I will catch you!”

  He ran his hands through his hair, pushing it back off his face. Even in the dark, she could see the blue of his eyes in the reflected moonlight. He yelled for her to jump, and she leaped into his outstretched arms. Screaming as she hit the ice-cold water from the mountain streams. He laughed at her as she sputtered, and he pulled her against his chest. “This water is so not warm!”

  Laughing at her, he kissed her shivering lips. “You just need to get used to it. Hold on!”

  He clung tight to her and dunked them both under the water and straight back up again, laughing as she sputtered and smacked him on the back. He kissed her hard to take her mind off the cold.

  “I’m sorry, mi amore, I should have waited until the summer months to do this, but I wanted to be here with you. Savage lover and his bel rosso, I miss them.”

  She clung to him in the cold water, feeling the heat from his body. “I miss them too. You’ve been gone so much lately, I understand why, but it doesn't make me miss you any less.”

  Swirling them around in the water, he held her tight and felt her body adjust to the temperature as she relaxed in his arms and he looked deep into her eyes.