Saturnalia: Lord of Misrule Page 4

  “Like my very own.”

  Allegra felt a sudden warmth burst in her chest and gasped at the sensation, but her grandparents had already turned away and continued walking down the street.

  “Do you feel it, Allegra?” Renato asked.

  Did he mean his arousal, the heat inside her, or the joy that was Saturnalia? “Ah…”

  “A spark of heat filling you? Or is it just me?” He rotated his hips and shoved that hardness against her again. She thought maybe he groaned. “I’ve waited this long, I can wait a little more.” With a sigh, he pulled away from her and took her hand in his. “Come, bella. We have work to do. Time to join our Lord of Misrule.”

  Still dazed by the lust holding reason at bay, Allegra followed Renato’s glance and saw Matt staring at them. With a tight nod, he left his “throne” and the fountain and began mingling with the crowd. Renato pushed her ahead of him, laughing and talking with many of the revelers as they walked in the direction Matt headed.

  For hours they laughed, ate, drank, and mingled. So many people enjoying themselves, and each and every one made Allegra feel as if she belonged. The acceptance both surprised and touched her. For years, Allegra had been torn between her love for her grandparents and for her parents. Because of some falling-out she’d never understood, Allegra’s parents didn’t speak with her grandparents.

  A family of her own to ease the ache of loneliness would have helped, but Allegra had never felt much beyond a physical attraction for any of her boyfriends, and even those had been lukewarm relationships. Her sex drive had been asleep forever, and for some reason chose this trip to Il Regalo to finally awaken. The fantasies she only imagined acting on in real life needed partners she could trust, and she’d never met anyone who even came close to her standards…until now.

  Allegra couldn’t explain it, but something about Matt and Renato drew her. Sure, they were attractive. And from the glowing remarks made by her grandparents and the other Valentes, Matt and Renato practically walked on water. Yet it was the looks they gave her more than anything that made her wonder “what if…" She’d never felt truly desirable before. Neither ugly nor gorgeous, she fell in the midrange of pretty. Long black hair, brown eyes, an average frame. Nothing special, but nothing to complain about, either. So for not only Matt, but also Renato, to be so complimentary and so flirty with her was a heady feeling.

  And it made her want things she’d be better off not trying. In this exotic countryside, away from all she knew, the temptation to go wild lured her close to the edge, but not over. The sensible part of Allegra reminded her she had a business to run, a reputation to uphold, and an angry set of parents to return to. Hot sex with one ‑‑ or even two ‑‑ Italian studs could only muck up what looked to be a fine vacation.

  Or, her conscience prodded, the hot sex could be the cure she’d been searching for to heal that pitifully boring life she led. Hell, why am I continually thinking about sex? No wonder I’m hard up for strangers. I’ve thought about spreading my legs every ten minutes. I think I’m turning into a guy!

  Yet the decision to think of anything but sex was soon taken out of her hands. As the night wore on, Allegra felt more and more hands on her as she followed Renato around the plaza. To her surprise, quite a few people, both men and women, had the nerve to openly fondle her breasts and buttocks. She tried to protest, but Renato never let her stay in one spot too long after being groped, constantly nudging her forward to keep Matt in sight. “Part of Saturnalia,” he repeated when she complained, a sly smile on his face. To her shame, after a while she began to like it, her sex throbbing with the need to stay and experience the odd tingling in her loins.

  Behind her, Renato leaned close to her ear. “Unless you want to get fucked right here, right now ‑‑ and not by me, mind you ‑‑ I suggest you hurry to Matt.”

  Shocked, she glanced over her shoulder only to see several hands grasping at Renato’s body. Men and women alike pawed at him, tearing at his clothing. To Allegra’s surprise, the same began to happen to her. Even more shocking, the frenzied desire was turning her on, big time.

  Scared at her emotions, she lost the grabbers by turning down a narrow, less populated alley and nearly ran into Matt. He’d stopped, along with several other people, to watch something at the end of the lane in front of him. As if he sensed her, Matt looked over his shoulder and smiled, his eyes hard and hungry.

  “Ah, good. My consorts. Come and see. I think this is how we should begin, Rene.” Matt moved to the side so they could observe and nodded to the scene in front of him.

  About to announce to Matt the puzzling existence of sex fiends tearing clothes off of people, Allegra was shocked silent by the sight that met her eyes. She stared, her mouth open, her eyes wide, at a naked woman on her hands and knees. One man was on his knees before her, his cock in her mouth, while several others watched and openly masturbated.

  “Olivia volunteered to go first,” Matt said in a low voice as they watched her blow her partner. It didn’t take him long to orgasm, and suddenly the male stiffened and groaned, coming inside her mouth. After a moment he withdrew and stood, but made no effort to tuck himself back in.

  Allegra watched, stunned, as one of the men masturbating gratefully took his place. With little pause, he knelt where the other had and thrust into the woman’s mouth. She moaned and began sucking him as well. Another man approached the pair and positioned himself behind the woman. Instead of mounting her, however, he put his face between the cheeks of her ass and began licking her.

  Several of the men and women around her groaned, and then others began openly fornicating. No condoms, no discernable selection in partners. Just raw, indiscriminate sex. Against the brick walls, on the dirty ground, it didn’t seem to matter. Just then several groans distracted her, and Allegra turned to watch three men jet semen over Olivia’s back while she pleasured the male on his knees. And then the one behind her began fucking her ass.

  The whole of it was too unbelievable to be a dream, and Allegra wondered if she’d imbibed more than she’d realized. Perhaps those fruity drinks weren’t just fruit, but had been spiked with an unnoticeable alcohol. That would account for her racing heartbeat, the panties she’d soaked while watching a woman being gangbanged, and Allegra’s crazy desire to offer herself to Matt and Renato for some mind-blowing, mad public sex.

  “I can’t wait any longer.” Matt’s thick voice drew her attention.

  His eyes were so dark they looked black as he studied her. In her imagination, she swore an animal stared at her from that inky gaze.

  “That’s it, my wolf. Time to attend to our tribute, hmm?” Renato stroked Allegra’s back and pushed her gently toward Matt.

  Oh no. Please tell me they don’t want to fuck me with everybody else watching. Resist, resist. Yet her body gushed again at the thought, and she mentally pinched herself to deny her base desires. A harried glance around her, however, showed her that no one was paying them much attention, so caught up were they in their own desire.

  “Enough.” Matt grabbed Allegra and kissed her until she felt lightheaded with lust. Unlike Renato’s persuasive tongue, Matt’s took with possession and crushing desire. He tasted wild, and his hard body made hers weep with joy. “Baby, I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he gasped, then nipped her lip, startling her with a painful prick. But when he licked a drop of blood from her mouth, her lust turned into a full-out roar. “Oh, yeah.” He took her hand and unbuttoned his jeans.

  “Take it out,” he rasped.

  Renato pushed her closer to Matt, his hands all over her ass. “Do it.”

  With trembling hands, Allegra did. And she could only stare at the monster poking through Matt’s jeans, beading with moisture.

  “On your knees, Allegra.” Matt glared at her when she remained still, a surprising change from the charming man she’d only just met. And the contrast turned her way on. “I’m the Lord of Misrule. You do as I say, when I say.”

  Though her first i
nstinct was to resist an order ‑‑ her Valente stubbornness coming to the fore ‑‑ to her shock, Allegra took great pleasure in kneeling before him. Her eyes on his cock, she licked her lips, suddenly hungry to taste him.

  “Lick me dry.”

  Aware she was in an open alley, that people around her were engaged in an orgy, and that she was about to become a participant in the wildest sex of her life, Allegra felt that mental wall guarding her from herself crumble into dust. By God, she was going to do it, throw caution to the wind like everyone else and just for once, enjoy herself, the consequences be damned. She dearly wanted to commit every detail to memory and ignore her common sense warning her that the Pill did not necessarily protect her from STDs. You’re safe with them, Allegra, suddenly shot through her mind. And her niggling doubts and concerns for safety flew out the window as if programmed out of her.

  Leaning forward, she stuck out her tongue and licked the fluid from the crown of Matt’s cock. But not content to stop there, she continued to lick him, from his balls to his cockhead, fixating on the slit that continued to fill with cream.

  Matt hissed and pushed between her lips. “Suck it.”

  “You want to fuck her here?” Renato asked, even as he encouraged Allegra’s head over Matt’s shaft by combing his fingers through her thick hair and urging her closer. “Where everyone can watch her take us?”

  The “us” barely registered as Allegra closed her eyes and began to suck Matt’s cock. She felt none of the embarrassment she should have. Instead, she felt free, giving up her sexuality to the godlike creature in front of her. For The Lord of Misrule, she thought with a sigh. For Saturn. Oh hell, for me, too.

  “Matteo,” Renato said sharply as Matt groaned and thrust deeper, causing Allegra to nearly gag. He was so big and thick. She adjusted her mouth around him and concentrated on easing her gag reflex.

  His shorter thrusts allowed her to adjust, and then he was pushing into her mouth all the way, and she accepted him easily.

  Renato moved to stand next to Matt and took himself out, his cock as huge as Matt’s, but darker. “Now me,” he ordered, his voice deep.

  She let go of Matt and put her lips around Renato.

  “Ah, yes,” he moaned, and she watched him tremble as she sucked him deeper.

  “Her mouth is so fuckable.” Matt stroked himself as he watched, and she wanted to tell him to stop, to let her swallow his cum as her due.

  “Yes, it is.” Renato fisted a hand in her hair and quickened his thrusts. “And that she enjoys it makes it that much sweeter. Dear Saturn, I’m going to spill between those ripe lips. And you are, too.”

  He pulled out and nudged her toward Matt, who eagerly shoved into her mouth. A few pumps and then Renato took over again. Back and forth, the air around them thickening as the silence around them grew.

  Allegra realized, belatedly, that they had gathered a crowd, but she couldn’t care less. She felt hot, dry, and thirsty. She needed more, and she needed it now.

  Raising her palms to cup Renato’s balls, she was dismayed when he ordered her hands away.

  “No. You will suckle me until I come. Then you’ll service Matt. But no touching, amante, not yet.”

  His command sent dark ropes of hunger through her, the dominant male thrusting harder and deeper when she accepted his will.

  “Hurry up, Rene.” Matt was jerking himself faster, his breath coming in pants and gasps.

  “More,” someone in the crowd said on a moan.

  “Yes, faster.”

  Renato needed no further urging. With a great groan, he shot down her throat. Swallowing his load, she barely had time to catch her breath before Matt pulled her away and thrust between her lips.

  “Now me.” Three pumps and then he was shouting his release, his seed filling her mouth with a salty-sweet taste.

  Drugged on their enjoyment, and oddly, on the opiate-like reaction of their cum, Allegra was dimly aware of being pulled to her feet, or of the cheers of those around her who fell again into carnal worship.

  “Now, bella, we come to the truth.” Matt spoke in her ear to be heard over the festivities around them. “We’re here to make Saturn happy. And you, Allegra, have been chosen.”

  “Chosen?” She stumbled, feeling dazed and bewildered as they walked quickly through the streets, past more people fucking on the sidewalks and on benches.

  They left the lights behind and stopped in front of the house where Renato had parked the car. Matt and Renato pulled her up the steps with them, while her mind tried to put the pieces of this puzzle together.

  Lust and disbelief at everything she’d seen and done tonight clouded her ability to reason. “Chosen for what, exactly?”

  “To be sacrificed, of course.” Renato chuckled, and to her horror, his eyes turned from bright blue to blazing white.

  Fear stole her voice as Renato and Matt dragged her inside and shut the door firmly behind them.

  Chapter Four

  Renato watched as Matt enjoyed himself, carrying their struggling “sacrifice” to the bed to tie her down. Renato didn’t normally hold with frightening women, but he knew Matt’s untamed sexuality ‑‑ what he called his “inner beast” ‑‑ craved the scent of fear. Though he knew Matt would say otherwise, there was nothing particularly supernatural about either of them. Matt tended to be more wild than most. And Renato had led a charmed life, one that apparently included the ability to persuade people to his way of thinking. Many thought him Saturn reborn, but really, weren’t they all Saturn’s children? For years, Renato had chuckled at the rumors and at Matt’s wild imagination.

  Yet tonight, Renato had to admit he felt not himself. For thirty years he’d been groomed for this one night, when he and Matt would lead the festival of Saturnalia. A family tradition his parents were proud to uphold, and one they’d planned to participate in until the day they passed. They hadn’t lived long enough to see Rene take up the mantle, but he knew they’d be pleased with him tonight.

  Many would think his and Matt’s beliefs odd, but the truth was there to see. When Saturnalia progressed the way it was supposed to, all was right in Il Regalo. The land and people thrived, fortunes were made, grapes were plentiful, and happiness lingered in the air like the sweet smell of success. Hadn’t the Fortunas and Silvanos received their fair share?

  A winery that had produced only two bad years in three decades, a true friendship that had withstood the test of time…and some unconventional lovemaking Rene had finally convinced Matt to accept. Rene stared hungrily at Matt’s now nude frame. So tall and strong. Had his friend been born thousands of years before, he’d surely have been a Roman warrior, a male to fight and take what he wanted by right of combat. Nothing on Matt was soft. The thick stalk between his thighs promised pleasure every time, and Rene had an urge to feel that cock inside him as he never had before.

  Shaking his head, he removed his clothing and watched as Allegra tried to fight Matt through her bound wrists, kicking up at him while Matt snagged her panties from her legs, adding it to the pile of her clothing on the floor. Her cursing and Matt’s heavy breathing echoed in the large bedroom filled with a king-size bed, armoire, and nightstand. In the armoire lurked a bevy of toys made for pleasure, and as Rene stared at Allegra’s glowing nudity, he resolved to use as many as he could.

  Tonight Rene was surprised to find himself constantly hard. Though he’d come into Allegra just moments ago, the minute he’d tucked himself back into his jeans he’d been aroused again. So the stories about Saturnalia were true. The Lord of Misrule and his consorts were rumored to engage in carnal acts repeatedly during the festival. And Rene couldn’t help but grin, realizing they’d only just begun day one of five.

  He licked his lips, eager to feel Allegra’s pussy gloving him, to know the slick walls of Matt’s ass housing him deep. Rene panted and stroked his cock, watching Matt circle Allegra as he studied her.

  “Look, dammit. This is supposed to be a party, but not with my head on a
platter.” Her voice trembled, shaking Rene out of his daze. Matt, however, grinned with pleasure and joined her on the bed. Allegra’s beautiful eyes widened as Matt centered himself between her legs, and with a curse she tried, too late, to kick him. But he’d already settled in, and his strength kept her knees pinned on either side of him. Likely, Matt had left her ankles free to provide more of a challenge. “You’re not really going to hurt me, are you? Matt, let me out of these ties.” She tugged at her wrists.

  “No.”

  Rene shuddered. Matt’s gravelly voice ran through his body like a fine wine. Allegra blinked uncertainly and licked her lips, watching as Matt lowered his head to her pussy.

  “Matt.” She groaned and arched her neck back as Matt began eating her, laving her wet pussy with loud, slurping sounds.

  Rene sighed with anticipation, finally done waiting. “Your sacrifice, Allegra, will not be easy, but it will bring you more pleasure than you can ever know. We three have been chosen to share tribute with Saturn, to show the great god how much we appreciate all he does for Il Regalo and us. And you, my beauty, were promised to us long ago, a gift from the Valente family.

  “Matt and I have waited for you, amante. And now it’s time to show us and yourself the magic you hold deep inside.”

  She moaned and grabbed at the ties holding her wrists, her arousal a sweet perfume Rene wanted to devour as Matt was even now.

  “You’re making me burn,” she gasped, squirming under Matt’s gifted tongue. She blinked those doe eyes up at Rene, and he stroked himself, willing her to watch him. She licked her lips and pumped her hips. “You can’t kill me. Everyone saw me with you at the festival.” Allegra cried out when Matt shoved a thick finger inside her and waves of ecstasy lit her face in expressive rapture.

  Matt lifted his head and stared down at Allegra. “Kill you?” He chuckled and looked over his shoulder at Rene, his mouth shiny with her juices. Then he turned back to Allegra. “Baby, the only killing here involves crushing pleasure. Your sacrifice is payment in sex. And you’re going to satisfy Saturn’s boys ‑‑ me and Rene ‑‑ until we say you’re done. Which at this point, may be never.”