The Medici Queen

by Emily Bex

  Alec threw his head back laughing, as her fangs punched through.

  Rissa screamed at her! How dare he even look at her, he would not fuck that cow in front of her. Struggling, she could feel the leather straps slice into her wrists, drawing blood. She could feel the contraption rattle and move, she was desperate to break free. She looked up to see Dalton directly in front of her, just staring, like she was some circus act he is admiring. "Fuck off, Alec! Get me the fuck out of this thing now. Do it now!"

  Alec approached Jenny slowly, sliding his hand into her light brown hair. He lifted her face and kissed her, letting the kiss slide from her lips and down her neck. Dalton approached her from the rear, kissing and nipping at the opposite shoulder, his hands sliding around her waist. Jenny moaned, and leaned her bare breasts against Alec’s muscular chest, letting both men explore with their hands and mouths. She laid her head back against the young male’s shoulder, as she felt Alec's hands slide down across her breasts and onto her hips. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his hips, as his cock sought out her sex. She felt him penetrate her and she cried out with pleasure. She had watched him every day, wanted him every day. She held onto his shoulders as he easily held her weight in his hands and slid her along the thick shaft of his erection. She felt the young male probing from behind as he slid his dick into her ass and pressed hard against her back, sandwiched now between two strong males, and she gave herself up to them.

  Rissa watched Alec's face, how his eyes glazed over in passion. She knew that look, his beast was being pleasured and her heart beat faster. Rissa’s body went rigid. Yanking hard on the restraints, the contraption rattled, getting his attention and his eyes bored into hers. She licked her lips, letting her tongue glide over her fangs. His wicked grin rolled over his face and she instantly felt that connection to him, as he telepathically made her cum so hard her eyes rolled back in her head. Screaming as she came, she heard him roar as he came hard inside his own prey. The power of them together was overwhelming and even though she couldn’t move, he still gave her intense pleasure without touching her physically. Her head hung down, her hair swinging forward, as she slowly lifted her eyes to see what he’d give her next in this blissful torture.

  Alec came hard inside Jenny, as he felt her thrusting her hips forward to take in all of him, and back to take in Dalton. Alec’s release triggered Dalton, followed by Jenny as the three of them convulsed with the power of the orgasm that raged between them. Alec felt Rissa’s orgasm as well as the four of them rode out the waves of pleasure. He stepped back as Dalton held Jenny upright, her body limp now with pleasure. He nodded at the bed and Dalton lifted her and put her on the bed.

  Alec picked up a riding crop that lay on a duffle bag of Rissa's gear, something from her recent trips to Bel Rosso, no doubt. He slapped it across his hands as he walked toward Rissa, the sharp slapping sound getting her attention. As she looked up, his eyes bored into her. He used the riding crop to lift her hair back from her face, before gently caressing her cheek with it.

  "Poor baby girl. Not what you expected?" He flicked the tip of the riding crop against her erect nipple.

  Alec turned to Dalton. "Release her."

  Dalton obeyed and unstrapped her wrists, and Rissa massaged the deep red marks left by the straps. He released her ankles and she brought her feet together, relieving the pressure on her legs. Alec ran the riding crop down the middle of her breasts to her abdomen, to the cleft between her legs. "Get on your hands and knees, baby girl."

  Rissa quickly scrambled to the floor, dropping to her knees.

  "Fuck her, Dalton. Fuck her until she begs you to stop."

  The young male dropped on his knees behind Rissa and grabbed her hips, entering her roughly and pounding at her. Alec watched as he mounted her, watching his thick cock slamming into her over and over.

  Rissa let him ride her, and she loved every moment. His member was throbbing and felt like hot steel inside her. She matched him stroke for stroke. She never let up and began to control the pace, pushing him faster and deeper until he came hard inside her. She felt his sweat dripping on her back and she thrust so hard back into him, it almost knocked him over. Young pup. She’d show him! She brought him to orgasm again as he draped over her back, breathing hard.

  Reaching behind her, she grabbed a handful of his hair and whipped him over her head to land hard on his back in front of her, his face starring up at her in amazement. Purring, she bared her fangs and nipped at his shoulders and neck, and then slid her tongue along his vein, feeling him come alive once again. She kissed him deep and hard, pushing her tongue down his throat.

  Alec lit up another cigarette and watched the performance, as the young male struggled to keep up with her. Jenny was beckoning him from their bed, but he was currently entertained by the floor show and ignored her. Alec smirked when Rissa tossed Dalton head over heels, landing him on the floor in front of her.

  Alec snapped the riding crop along his leg just to remind her he was still holding it, before he walked behind her, striking her hard across the ass with the leather crop. He slid the crop between her legs, letting it slip into the crevice of her swollen sex, as he slid it up and down. "More, baby girl?"

  The crop snapped and Rissa sizzled. She loved how he handled it, spinning it in his hands Feeling it slide between her legs only fired her more, she shivered on all fours wanting to cum but wouldn’t.

  "Baby girl wants more!"

  Alec dropped on his knees behind her and grabbed her hips, lifting her off the floor as he slammed into her. "Suck him, baby girl. Let daddy watch you suck dick."

  Dalton rolled off his back and knelt in front of her, grabbing her hair and lifting her head. Alec paused in his relentless pounding to give Dalton time to get his cock in her mouth, and then he resumed his pace, hitting her so hard that Dalton need not move. Every thrust from Alec pushed Rissa's mouth deeper onto Dalton's erection.

  Rissa moaned. Alec’s movements were fast and hard, as he pounded her over and over again. She heard Dalton moan, and felt him explode in her mouth and she swallowed his cum. She could tell Alec was also close. His breathing was fast, his hands bruising her tender skin and digging into her hips. Dalton fell back off his knees, drained once again and Rissa begged, her body on fire and she couldn’t hold back any longer, the need to cum causing physical pain.

  "Daddy, please, please!"

  "Cum, baby girl, and take me with you."

  Throwing back her head, she slammed her body hard into him, feeling him explode inside her, the rush of pleasure like a volcano erupting. Thrashing and shaking her head, her body quivered as they became one.

  He collapsed on top of her, putting his hands on the floor on either side of her so she wouldn’t be crushed under his weight. He rolled off her to the side, both of them breathing heavily.

  Jenny hung her head over the edge of the bed, looking down at him. "What about me?"

  He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "What about you?"

  She looked at him coyly. "Well, what does this mean? What happened here tonight?"

  He chuckled. "It means nothing, Jenny. You were a toy, a prop in the night's entertainment, nothing more. In fact, you can go now. Santos will show you out."

  She climbed from the bed in a huff, gathering her clothes and dressing as she left the room.

  Alec looked at Rissa. "How about you, baby girl? You good now, or do I need to have Dalton fuck you again?"

  Sliding her eyes to him, she slid her hand over his cock and felt it instantly harden, stroking him a few times, she grinned. "I think daddy saved the best for last. Get rid of him."

  Alec nodded at Dalton as he gathered up his leathers and started to leave.

  Dalton paused at the door and told them, "Call me anytime."

  Alec looked at Rissa after he exited. "He was a gift. And he's gone now. You ever fuck anyone without me and I'll kill you. You know that, right?"

  Rissa sat up as she watched Dalton stroll out
the door, clothes in hand. "Well, I hope your gift giving spirit never dies. But there’s one thing I’m interested to know." Standing up, she walked to the dresser, pulled out a cigarette, lit it and strolled back to Alec. She laid her head in his lap, putting the cigarette to his lips. "You can’t seriously let him walk out of here, he recognized you instantly. He cannot be trusted no matter what Colin and Elana say."

  Alec took a drag on the cigarette, then slowly exhaled. "That was taken care of before he ever showed up here. Glad you're not emotionally attached, as that's the last anyone will ever see of Dalton. Santos has it arranged."

  Rissa sighed. "How disappointing! I was hoping you’d be my knight in shining armor and kill him for me. I wanted his dead cock handed to me on a silver platter." Pulling her hair to the side, she exposed her long neck. "Please, Alec, you haven’t fed, you need it."

  Alec took another deep drag on the cigarette and exhaled. Oh, my darling, you have no idea when I feed, or who I feed from. He stroked her hair, not in the mood for her drama if he were ever to reveal that piece of information. Just because he made her wait to be fed didn’t mean he should ever do without. He put the cigarette out in the palm of his hand, listening to the sizzle, and watching as the burn healed. "Of course, my darling. How kind of you to offer."

  He leaned over her, licked her long neck, and sank his fangs deep into her tender flesh.

  72

  Gi entered Shade's office to inform him the cradle from Castello had arrived and that Kate and Fiamma were currently at the feeder compound and would be there some time.

  "Si, si! What is she doing at the feeder compound?"

  Gi smiled. "She is meeting with Matron. She arrived today while you were in your death slumber. My lady is meeting with her to tour the compound and discuss the arrangements for the feeders."

  Shade didn’t miss the large grin on Gi's face when he spoke of Matron, and he wondered who in hell they had come in from Florence to take the position. Shade’s interest was piqued by the look on the old man's face, as Gi clearly approved.

  "Gi, let me carry this thing upstairs, I wish for it to be in our bed chamber. Perhaps you could assist me with where to place it?”

  As Gi complied, they walked to the kitchen where Gi had the cradle uncrated. The cradle was solid wood, and very heavy, yet Shade lifted it easily to his shoulder as the two of them made their way up the stairs to the master bedroom. Gi advised him to place it in the corner near the window and once done, they both stood back to admire it. Both Gi and Shade decided Kate would want it closer to the bed, so it was moved until they were both satisfied with its placement.

  The cradle had been used by Shade when he was a baby, and by his father and grandfather before him. Hand carved from a solid piece of wood by Medici artisans, the cradle weighed close to a hundred pounds. Its dark wood was worn smooth in spots where loving hands had rocked it. The intricate Medici Crest was hand-carved into the headboard.

  As they stood back and admired their work, Shade slapped Gi on the back. "I think we both deserve a glass of Midnight, my man." They headed back downstairs to Shade's office.

  As they entered the office Gi went to pour some Midnight and Shade interrupted him. "Old man, sit down, let me get this one."

  As Gi settled himself in a leather chair, Shade poured the Midnight, handed it to him and settled his large frame at his desk.

  "Things are a bit busy around here Gi, and I apologize if we’re keeping you at your paces. I promise to make it up to you. You need to let me know if you need time for any personal business."

  Shade watched his face closely, and as he figured, the smile of his faithful longtime servant was a warm one.

  "Master, I have served Medici my entire life, and although I am older now, it is with much happiness and honor to keep serving. Our queen has much heart. The sounds that abound here and at Castello are of happiness and joy. I might add we are all looking forward to the sound of small feet rushing through the halls again. As for my feeding, it will be much easier on my old bones now."

  Shade chuckled. "I can see in your face, you have a bit of color. Something sure as hell has sparked your interest, and it is not that damn cradle. Give it up!"

  Gi sipped the Midnight slowly, savoring its bouquet and the burst of intense energy as it hit his tongue. "I have been going to the feeders in Florence for centuries. It was your padre's command. We fed just as the warriors did, from the feeders selected to service the camp. Once his death came, there was not much for us to do. You were a strapping young vampire, intending to take over the world, you were never home much. There was more freedom for the warriors and the staff to hunt and search out whatever we wished for. But I had already found a feeder to my unique taste. She served your padre and his warriors, and yourself as well, Master Shade. I never had to hunt, nor leave the walls of Castello to find my own satisfaction and life source."

  Shade sat forward and leaned on the desk. "Are you saying what I think you are saying Gi? You had the same feeder the entire time you served at Castello? Impossible!"

  "Not impossible, master. Some of us find a feeder that enlightens not only our blood but our hearts and minds as well. Such was one of the feeders that serviced the barracks. I fed from her for many years. We have a bond, and I am fortunate enough to still have the extreme pleasure of her company."

  Shade slapped his hand down on the desk, roaring with a laugh. "Cazzo, old man! You mean to tell me you teleported back to Castello every time you needed to feed? This female must be extraordinary, and obviously, I have to know her. Who is it?"

  Gi didn’t miss the anticipation in his master's voice. He was more like his padre than Shade would ever care to admit.

  "I could not go to her every time I needed to feed, time would not allow, but I did go back to Castello as often as possible. I think she is most extraordinary. I am quite sure she is familiar to you. But I do not think our queen would wish for me to reveal her name."

  Shade scowled. "What does Kate have to do with any of this?" Shade was confused trying to think why Kate would care if Gi had been going to Castello to feed and then it hit him like a brick upside his Italian head. She was the new matron here at Bel Rosso!

  Gi watched Shade’s face and could see the moment Matron’s identity hit him. "Si, she is now the matron here at the feeder compound. I personally chose her to come here. She is the best at what she does, and it relieves me from teleporting, leaving me to attend to the familia here at Bel Rosso, and of course, she is quite obliging to accommodate me."

  Shade hadn’t paid much attention to the details of arranging for feeders in Florence. Gi had worked hand in hand with Marco to make sure the needs of the staff and warriors were met. Shade had used the feeders, although he preferred hunting and clubbing and meeting women outside of the feeding community. He was the Medici, and before mating to his Bel, females clung to him like bees on honey. Finding a feeding partner was never an issue with him.

  "There have only been three matrons at Medici that I can recall, but if she went back as far as Padre..."

  Shade left the sentence hanging as he recalled a beauty and a name that, at one point in time, he overheard his madre and padre discuss at length in a non-friendly manner. Velia, it had to be her, no one could rival her beauty and the distinct allure of her blood. It was rumored she had fed many a warrior, and Shade had lain with her himself. She was extraordinary in her power, and she chose with whom she fed, a rare privilege in the feeder community. Warriors choose their feeders, not the other way around. She was known to satisfy any immortal male in all areas and Shade rolled his eyes to Gi.

  "You old goat! You mean to tell me you have been tapping into Velia all this time. It is Velia. Has to be!"

  Gi felt a blush creep across his cheeks and he sat up straighter. Velia was the only female for him. "She was quite the beauty in her time, still is to me. She was bred as a feeder, so her course in life was set. But once she retired, we sought each other out, and we have remained true.
She has been a loyal subject to the Medici coven, she deserves to be here and rise with you and the familia. She is a stern and caring matron. She runs a tight ship with the feeders. You have no need to worry. And from what I can see, the queen and Velia get along most agreeably. The compound has been constructed luxuriously, it has our queen’s touch, and it will be quite accommodating for the feeders and the warriors.”

  Gi paused a minute as he sipped at the Midnight. “I would suggest we keep this conversation to ourselves, master, your mate may not care for the fact you are, shall we say, well known to the matron, or that I currently have a relationship with her. I prefer that to remain between us."

  Shade ran his hands through his hair and flopped back in his leather desk chair. "I agree, I rather enjoy my family jewels and if Kate were to become aware of Velia’s history, I would miss them."

  Gi laughed heartily at his words. The queen kept a tight lock on those jewels, but he knew his master would never ever stray, his love and devotion to her was unrivaled.

  Gi lifted his glass to him. "It shall be our secret. I know you will never see Velia, nor venture inside the compound. Velia will choose the feeders herself. She will bring some from Florence and choose the American feeders as well. The warriors will be well fed and pleasured, I assure you. Velia will keep them in line. I know you remember her to be soft and kind, but she has learned to manage the feeders, as well as the warriors."

  Shade laughed. "And I have no doubt you keep her at the top of her game as well, old man!"

  Gi stood to leave. "A gentleman never reveals his secrets or conquests, master."

  As Gi left to continue with his duties, Shade's mind drifted back to the days of his youth when he was sowing his wild oats. Velia was a beauty, soft and voluptuous, but a handful even then. He pictured her in his mind and smiled. She had taught many a warrior the ways of sexual gratification and had even shown him a few tricks. He realized if she was matron, she’d be teaching the young feeders a few of those tricks as well. Cazzo, he’d have his hands full with these warriors.