Part 01.3
"I can answer that," said a flaming auburn hair woman, her thick seductive creole voice dripped with sin, "this rivalry has been going on since the days of French ownership," she said her eyes studying the man before her. Ever since she had met Rick and Joan when Ryan introduced them, she knew how weak her line was due to their mix of hoodoo magic in their bloodline. Nevertheless, even she could feel the pull of his magic, it made her hoodoo blood tingle with excitement. "We are the last of our house minus the children," she said gesturing to the eight standing behind her. "Allow me to introduce myself," her deep emerald green eyes flashed in the subtle blue light of her own magic, "I am Marie Beaudoin, I lead this family, it's a pleasure to meet another cousin."
"A pleasure I'm sure," Samuel said shaking the woman's hand, his eyes catching the flick of a tail as a shadow weaved itself in-between the stone pillars that held up the railing that wrapped around the second floor balcony. He felt his pulse quicken knowing she was near.
"Down here," Marie said drawing his gaze downward, "well this is strange I'm used to men's gazing at my breasts," she said her polished ruby nails danced along her slender neck drawing Samuel's gaze down to her heavenly firm peaks to the dark mysterious valley. "It makes me wonder what could have caught your eye," Marie said with a coy smirk.
"Which way is north?"
"That way, why?" Marie said pointing over her left a little thrown off.
"Mind if we make this a walking introduction?" Samuel asked eager to get started. He learned the painful lessons of her displeasure.
"Ah, right to business," Marie chirped happily, "I like that in a man."
"Samuel," Kelly said coming up from behind him, "what are you planning on doing?"
"What we talked about yesterday," Samuel said looking back at his sister, "protecting this place."
"Tell me what can you do when even your own family hasn't been able to stop these people?" Marie asked unsure if it was wise to stake everything on the young man before her.
"You assume I'm a normal witch like the rest of you," Samuel said with a devilish smirk.
"Samuel, tell us what you need," Carson said coming up to his grandson's side. Hoping that Samuel's tone wouldn't harm the growing trust they had cultivated over the months.
"Well...," Samuel said tilting his head to the left as he scratched his chin, "all of you," he said waving to everyone there, "and lots of salt."
"Us?! Why?" Joan asked in confusion.
"This is your home is it not?" Samuel asked with a pointed look at his aunt. Hating the fact she looked so much like his mother before her cancer took her.
"Yes, it is, but..."
"Then shouldn't the members of this house not defend it themselves?" Samuel asked arching an eyebrow.
"He's right we should," said a red haired man as he inserted himself into the conversation. "I told you Marie we should be fighting back years ago and not letting this voodoo sect flex its muscle." Samuel put the man around the age of his aunt Joan, though he wasn't as powerful as his own uncle Samuel could still feel the lingering energies that swirled within the man's body.
"That's enough Eric we've had this conversation before," Marie said pinching the bridge of her nose, "nothing will come of it if we attack these people. We don't have the power to topple them. All we would do would destroy ourselves in the process."
"That's why I'm here," Samuel said as the butt of his cigarette fell to the ground, "to save Hekatê's new cult as I was ordered to," he said grinding the cherry of the cigarette to dust.
"What do you know of Hekatê?" Joan asked unsure if she could smite her own nephew if he spoke ill of the goddess she served.
"Oh, Samuel knows quite a lot about her, probably more than we do sister," Charlotte said looking over at Samuel, "he is after all her Herald."
"That can't be!" Rick and Joan said in shock.
"I would like to hear more about what this Herald is, but first, lets see what this man can do, shall we?" Marie asked her eyes running down Samuel's body wondering just what he truly was.
"Yes," Samuel said with a nod.
"Paul," Marie said looking back at the group behind her, "take Eric and fetch all the salt we have stored." Samuel's eyes caught the brunette hair man's nod at her order before he and Eric disappeared around the corner of the house. "Please if you follow me, I'll show you the way to the north part of the property. I know you're probably use to seeing places like this with grand big yards, but here in the Quarter space is limited so while we might not have such a lush lawn like most people do. We, however, do have this grand place to call home," she said gesturing to her home as they walked passed it. Enjoying the feel of what little grass that grew on the plot as it crunched under foot. "I do hope as cousins you come to think of this place like a home away from home."
"It is a very nice place," Kelly said eyeing the renovated exterior.
"I wonder what it looks like on the inside," Wendy pondered peering through the windows as much as she could.
"Dad! Can we talk about...," Rick said his eyes glancing to the toddler in Kelly's arm.
"Yes," Marie said stopping in her tracks, "I too have been wondering on how a baby has the ability to speak. I seen some very strange things in my time, but this is something else altogether," she said spinning around on her heel.
"You may have never heard of it," Wendy said taking charge, "there's a spell that has been pass down through our family that allows one to cheat death per say."
"You didn't!" Joan gasped in horror of what her sister was telling her.
"Why didn't the two of you tell us?" Rick asked looking over at his parents.
"Because I told them not to," Wendy growled as she looked over Kelly's shoulder as she narrowed her eyes at her siblings, "it wouldn't have been necessary if you came to help me when I called. We could have broken the hex that killed me and my husband," she said darkly, her small fingers curled around her daughter's shirt. "I wouldn't have been forced to take this form if you acted like my brother and sister, I wouldn't have had to watch as my Victor withered underneath Norman's hex. No, you were more worried about people that might not exist any longer than your own blood," Wendy said feeling Samuel's hand on her back as what magic she could muster began to rise. "So tell me why should either one of you need to know I'm still alive when you wouldn't help me before?"
"And here I thought you told me to curb my attitude," Samuel said his aura pulsating enveloping his mother.
"Sam," Wendy said weakly looking over at her son, "sorry I just couldn't stop."
"She does have a point Rick," Martha said taking Wendy into her arms, "I would have thought I taught you years ago your family comes first before anything else, even your quest," she said rocking her daughter in her arms as she had done many years ago. "No offense Maria," Martha said rubbing Wendy's back as her little arms hugged her neck.
"None taken," Maria said flashing Martha a smile. Yet all Maria could think of was that aura she saw encasing Samuel. "The power he must wield," she said to herself feeling how her fingers twitched only wanting to reach out and touch that power.
"Samuel would this spell be affected if the two of us weren't in it?" Martha asked holding her daughter to her chest. No matter how Wendy might appear to be her body was still that of a child's. She knew she was the perfect one to calm her daughter down.
"No," Samuel said shaking his head, "it'll be okay Mom," he whispered as Wendy peered through her fine strands of hair. Seeing the tears reaming her green eyes he knew she was close to a meltdown.
"Okay," Wendy mouthed before burying her face into her mother's chest. Samuel caught the lustful looks in Charlotte's and Kelly's eyes as he watched as his mother and grandmother entered the mansion.
"Sorry about that it's been hard on her since Dad's death," Samuel said gesturing for her to continue.
"Ah, I can understand," Marie said wondering if they would share this spell. Now that she had seen it first hand, she wouldn't mind another go at life especially with everything she knows. "To cheat death only to see the one you love taken from you I can't imagine what she's going through. I do hope this Norman-whoever-he-is has been dealt with," she said as they rounded the northeast corner of her family home.
"Oh, that thing has been dealt with," Samuel said coldly, "he did kill my mother and my father with sights on the rest of my family, with the help of the highest members of the coven that ruled there. Their lives were forfeit the moment they started down that path," he said peering out of the corner of his eye. His glowing pupil simmered in the well of magic that flowed through him.
"So Eve, Beth, and all those little stuck up pricks are...dead?!" Joan stared at her nephew in stun disbelief.
"Yes, the coven is no more," Samuel said darkly.
"Damn!" Rick said in a hushed whisper.
"My, a man willing to defend his family. Maybe we are related after all," Marie said flashing Samuel a warm smile, "and here we are due...," she begun to say only to bite her tongue as Samuel walked towards the century old eight feet high brick wall.
"Hello Arcita," Samuel said as if greeting an old friend. Watching that multi-colored polecat staring back at him from atop of the wall.
"Mind telling me what's going on here?" Marie asked taking up a defensive posture.
"Samuel are you saying Arcita is here...right this second?" Charlotte said her heart raced knowing what the omen meant.
"Yeah, I thought the you all could see her," Samuel said looking over at them shrugging his shoulders as his aunt and sister shook their heads, "but yeah, she's right there," he said pointing to the spot where Arcita rested.
"Will someone please explain to me...."
"Arcita is Hekatê's companion animal, if she's here then it means we are on the right path," Joan said her priestess instincts kicking in and to ease Marie's rising temper.
Samuel fought himself from rolling his eyes at his aunt's display. That's not what it meant at all. Arcita's appearance could mean a great many things, more than likely it was to keep an eye on him. He knew something was brewing behind those eyes of hers as Arcita cleaned her paw.
"Sam?" Kelly called to him bringing Samuel out of his spell.
"R-right," Samuel said moving away from the wall. "So this the spot?" he asked looking down as he stood in the center of a wild strawberry patch.
"Yes, now show us why I should put my families safety in your hands," Marie said feeling her body trembling as those glowing cobalt eyes peered through the strands of his brown hair. Her pulse quickened as that devilish smirk graced his lips.
"Xurdir! Protector, duro corno xeo. Manterña o puño ou os dentes. E vixia is puntos," Samuel began to chant thrusting out his hands before him. "Heed mo ghlao! O 'Sean-Chaomhnóir. Díscail as do chodladh fada, cead a thabhairt don bhronntanas seo d'ardú a chothú!" Kelly, Charlotte, his grandfather, and everyone else shielded their eyes as Samuel's magic surged out whipping the air into a frenzy. "Mé, Samuel Goodall, a ordú duit agus ceangail tú leis an rún seo," his voice thundered, lightning arced off his body in its slow climb as Samuel pulled out his pocket knife and a Ogham protection rune. Biting his lip against the pain as he sliced open his left palm. Painting the runestone in his blood before plunging his knife into the ground. Digging out a shallow hole dropping the rune into it, covering it as Samuel rose. "De réir an fhuil seo ceangailim leat chun an talamh seo," Samuel chanted as he moved his clenched hand in a circular motion. All eyes watched in awe as Samuel's blood was absorbed into the ground the moment those red droplets struck that rich soil. "Now you four," Samuel said nodding to his aunt, sister, grandfather, and the blonde hair woman behind Marie.
"That's Magdalene," Marie said watching how Kelly rushed to his side.
"Hold still Sammy, it won't take but a moment to heal," Kelly whispered said turning Samuel's palm up right.
"You will need these," Samuel said reaching into his back right pocket pulling out index cards with the incantation on it. "Here take one and pass it to the other three," he said handing the cards to his aunt. "You will also need these," Samuel said pulling four runestones from his front pocket, "you don't have to worry about the blood only the north one was required."
"What is this language?" Magdalene asked flipping the card over looking for a translation.
"Fourth century Gaelic," Samuel said in a matter-of-fact tone as he handed out the runestones.
"Since when do you know Gaelic?!" Rick asked noting how Samuel hadn't moved from the spot he was in. Samuel only smirked at his uncle.
"I assume that this Gaelic magic is the only other magic you have other than what is in our bloodline?" Marie asked trying to gauge just how powerful the man was.
"No, I know a great many forms of magic," Samuel said watching his sister's magic knit his skin back together.
"There that should do it," Kelly said wiping away his blood with a Kleenex she carried for when Wendy had a runny nose.
"Thanks, you're so sweet to me," Samuel said teasing his sister watching how Kelly blushed hard. "The four of you will go to the other four points and chant the spell I given you and make sure you plant the rune in the ground," he said as his eyes ran over them. "You other four," Samuel said pointing at Joan, Rick and his other two cousins, "will chant this," pulling out another set of index cards from his back left pocket, "while the others are performing the spell, I gave them, you will recite this at the corners of this house," he said handing them their own incantations. "Ah right on time," Samuel said as Eric and Paul walked towards them loaded down with bags of rock salt. "I need the two of you to draw a line connecting each point to one another, a ring of salt around the house, and a line of salt to connect the ring with the points," he said his eyes flickered down as the bags thumped to the ground, "we do have enough, don't we?"
"To protect my family damn right we do," Paul grunted, "even if I have to carry it all the way from Lowe's."
"That's the spirit!" Eric said clasping his brother's shoulder.
"Okay, you all know what to do," Samuel said giving them a nod.
"What about me?" Marie asked wondering why she had been left out as everyone moved to their spots around the property.
"I didn't forget about you," Samuel said directing Paul to start on the right while Eric laid down a line of salt to his left, "since you are the head of this branch of our family. You will be in charge of ensuring the pack is remade every six months on the waning moon," he said pulling out two new index cards one containing the incantation he had already chanted and the one for when the others were done with their tasks, he had set them out on. "You won't need the runestones again after this, unless of course someone breaches this ward. Although I doubt anyone has the kind of power to defeat this Guardian, other than me that is," Samuel said handing her the cards.
"And why do you say that?" Marie asked as she mouth the spell.
"Because I doubt anyone has gone up against the Celtic's greatest Golem in their magical lore in what sixteen hundred years or so. Hence why it takes so many to do this spell, five for the anchors to summon the body parts of it, four to tell it what to protect, and those two to draw the salt lines," Samuel said nodding to Eric.
"Man, you most really know your stuff," Eric said in admiration.
"Not really, my aunt, sister, and Mom knows far more than I do," Samuel said bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Nonsense," Marie said waving off the statement, "that display earlier only shows us just what we have lost when my family married into a hoodoo sect, I hope in the future my family can come to rely on you and yours in relearning the knowledge we have lost over the ages," she said her deep emerald green eyes lustered as her body prickled at the slightest touch of his magic. "I wonder what his magic is like during sex?" Marie asked herself as she stepped over the line of salt to stand at his side. "You know we all are sex witches like your sister and your aunt is, right?" Marie asked hoping to entice him to line her bed.
"Yeah, I kind of figured that," Samuel said glancing over at her waiting for the spell and the lines of salt to be done.
"We would be more than happy to help feed the three of you if you so wished," Marie said inching closer to him. "I know it couldn't have been easy on you or your family with so few of you."
"Think my sister and aunt had it rougher than I did, seeing how I didn't become like this until three months ago," Samuel said watching Kelly and Magdalene bent down to dig their own holes for the runes.
"What?!" Marie said in disbelief. She knew no new born that had tenth of his power just starting out. "Just what are you?"
"I am the Herald of Hekatê," Samuel said plainly, "through her I draw my magic as do all of you. I just have a more direct line to said magic per say," he said offhandedly. Samuel's legs grew tired standing in the same spot (due to the spell that kept him rooted in place) as the minutes wore on, silently groaning in his mind urging them to hurry up as Eric and Paul ran a line of salt to Kelly and Magdalene. "Good, that's good," Samuel said nodding as Paul laid the line of salt down at his feet, "you might want to back up, and call everyone here wouldn't want them getting caught in the spell," he said looking over at Marie.
"No we wouldn't, what about our children, your grandmother, and your child mother? Should they not be out here?" Marie asked holding Eric back as she sent Paul to round up the others. Giving Eric the order once Samuel nodded.
"Baby, just what have you gotten yourself into?" Wendy asked peering around at all the lines of salt that marred the landscape.
"Oh, nothing much, just an ancient summoning spell I learned on the way down," Samuel said as Martha stepped over the salt line.
"Was that in you-know-what you were reading on the way here?" Wendy asked studying her son's back.
"Yep, now I need silence, then we'll talk, okay Mom?" Samuel asked peering over his left shoulder.
"I'll hold you to it," Wendy said with a stern nod.
"De réir a chéile, de dhó, trí cinn, ag ceathrar. Tá na línte ceangailte," Samuel began to chant softly, an azure cloak of blue light slowly inched up Samuel's legs as his magic grew. "Éist orm ó 'ársa. Éist leis an nglaoch a thogann tú chuig an réimse talún seo. Lig do na línte do chosán a threorú," his voice steadily rose as did his hands. Small azure balls of flame started to appear a centimeter or two from the tips of his fingers. "Faigh an áit, garda é, é a choinneáil slán. Lig dóibh siúd a thugann dochar don talamh seo, do na daoine a bhfuil cónaí orthu a bhfuil a fhios agat!" Samuel shouted to the heavens causing the three lines of salt to catch on fire. Samuel watched on as his blue flames rose as it raced around the property. He heard them gasp behind him as the blue-white magical shell rose around the property and their house.
"Sammy!" Kelly and Charlotte shouted in worry as Samuel collapsed to a knee.
"I'm okay, just didn't think it would take that much out of me," Samuel said as he gathered breath from his laborious task.
"So our home is protected now?!" Marie asked wondering why the shell disappeared.
"Yes," Samuel nodded, "if the time comes you will know when the magic activates. Remember what I told you, every six months..."
"You have my word, I shall recite this spell on the waning moon," Marie said nodding her head. She wasn't about to allow such a powerful spell to crumble away. Not if she had anything to say about it.
"Good. It shouldn't be as taxing next time, do remember the blood though," Samuel said glancing at her as Kelly and Charlotte helped him to stand.
"Of course," Marie said stuffing the index cards into her bra. "Now how about we show our honored guest here the hospitality of the Beaudoin clan," she said looking at her family young and old.
"Yes Marie!" her family chanted in unison.
"So there I was sound asleep then I felt this sudden rise of magic filling my house," Charlotte said recounting the night she had rushed into the room after his date with his sister, "Magic I have never seen running amuck as my Sammy slumbered," she said as they all sat in Marie's grand ballroom turned living room. "Sam here was thrashing about shouting Murderer! I'll kill you! You'll burn!" Charlotte said rubbing her nephew's back. "Then this bubble of pure arcane energy just surrounds his body, tossing me against the wall as Samuel sat up and this murderous glowing eye peering at me. His voice was cold and cruel as he spoke, I know everything!" she said flashing everyone a warm smile as she told them about their lives in Salem. Watching how the adults and children alike were glued to her story.
"Samuel, let me ask you just how did you destroy the coven?" Joan asked as her two children sat in front of her and Rick as were everyone else's children were doing.
"I took away their magic, as was per Hekatê's order for that coven to be destroyed. I was already planning on doing such a thing the moment I learned the truth of Eva's and Beth's involvement in Norman's schemes," Samuel said looking up as he held his mother to his chest.
"But how did you accomplish such a thing? I thought no one could take one's magic away?" Marie asked sitting at the edge of her chair as she looked at Samuel from across the room.
"Yes, you simply can't rid a person of the magic they had inherited," said a dark haired man Samuel came to know as Michael. While Michael was a witch, yet he wasn't like his family having married into this family Michael could only practice hoodoo magic and not the form of magic Samuel, Kelly, and Charlotte could perform.
"Is that what you think," Samuel said with an arrogant smirk.
"Then tell us how you did it?" Aurore asked her brunette hair streaked with blue highlights bounced on her shoulders as the nearly legal teenager spoke up.
"Mana burn," Samuel said plainly.
"But...that's impossible!" Rick said in astonishment.
"If it was natural, yes I agree it would have been impossible for the coven to burn from the inside out. However, I created a parasite that would amplify their magic ten fold and repeat the process until it reached critical mass. Then it was a simple matter to watch and wait until the time came for them to die," Samuel in a cold matter-of-fact tone.
"You just watched them die?!" Aurore asked in fear.
"Of course," Samuel said his voice taking on a serious tone, "what would you have done when you knew they were the cause of your mother's death and at the time your father's stroke?" he said with a pointed look at the teenager. "But my father is gone now, but not far away," Samuel said softly placing his hand over Charlotte's stomach.
"Kelly, Charlotte, please tell me you didn't perform that spell again?" Joan asked aghast that they would so blatantly use that forbidden spell once again.
"Wait. So your father is in there?!" Marie asked stunned as she pointed at Charlotte's womb.
"Yes," Charlotte said sweetly as her hands lavished on her growing stomach, "he will be my first born, but I hope my Sammy will be willing for some more children," she said snuggling up to Samuel.
"If I ever turn you down you have my permission to take me out back and put me down," Samuel said placing a lingering kiss on her cheek.
"Dad, Mom, did you know about this?!" Joan asked trying to keep her anger in check at their blatant use of magic that was long held to be forbidden.
"Of course Joan," Carson said sternly as he narrowed his eyes at his youngest daughter.
"I would not deprive my sweet Wendy of the love of her life," Martha said taking Wendy from Samuel, "what kind of mother would I be if I let my sweet baby suffer in her grief?" she asked with a pointed look.
"But it's against her teachings!" Joan shouted jumping from her seat.
"I beg to differ aunt," Samuel said peering at her. His eyes glowed eerily in the waning light.
"Just because you are her Herald does not mean that even you wouldn't be punished," Joan said placing her clenched fist on her hips.
"Oh, I know all about Hekatê's punishments aunt," Samuel said with deathly undertones.
"So...," Carson said clearing his throat, "what was it that you wanted to tell us, Kelly?" he asked looking over at his granddaughter trying to distract them from coming to blows.
"I'm pregnant!" Kelly cried joyfully thrusting her arms into the air.
"P-p-pregnant!" Joan stammered.
"Congratulations!" Martha cried bringing Kelly into a crushing hug. "I assume Samuel is the father?"
"Of course," Kelly nodding her head vehemently, "you think I'm going to let this delicious man just run off on his own?!" she giggled as she snuggled Samuel.
"My, the Goodall family is just bound full of joy these days," Marie mused sitting back in her seat, "Joan, why don't you sit down, they did come here to help us not to be berated by us," she said taking charge.
"Yes Marie," Joan sighed hanging her head.
"We'll talk to them," Rick whispered as he gently pulled his wife back into her seat, "privately," he quickly added. He wouldn't have spoken so open before his extended family when it was an internal family matter. Yet with Joan she took her faith in Hekatê very seriously.
"Now tell me what exactly is the Herald of Hekatê? I know I am not the only one here eager to know why this man has such strange magics," Marie said gesturing to Samuel.
"Samuel was born touched by the goddess," Wendy said turning around in Martha's lap, "I felt it the moment he was born. Every day I would draw a sigil on his left hand to keep him hidden from the coven. I knew if they found out about Samuel, they wouldn't hesitate to destroy him. I wouldn't allow anyone to harm my baby, and that was the case until two years ago when I sort of died. Then my family was thrown into a whirlwind of uncertainty. Then Victor became ill and I could no longer keep Samuel in the dark any longer. We needed him, well Kelly and Charlotte needed him, as you can see, I'm not at that stage yet," she said running her small hands up and down her chest. "Norman's hex hurt my sweet Victor in ways the doctors can never understand. So we had to awaken Samuel's magic, since my baby was a good son to his ailing mother. His magic laid dormant until Charlotte awoken it when she had him to help her turn back time. Hence why she looks younger than you," Wendy said looking directly at Joan. "So my sweet baby's magic has been growing since that day, changing, strengthening, empowering those that partakes of it."
"I see," Marie said her finger tapping her chin. Still pondering on how she was going to talk him into lining her bed. "Well, I am sure the four of you had a very long journey," she said rising from her chair, "why don't I show you where you be staying, the rest of you get to your nightly chores. Oh and, Eric see about making us a new altar."
"What happened to your last one?" Samuel asked quizzically.
"It was the latest victim in their attack on our family," Marie said, "please if you follow me," she said gesturing to the door.
"Like all of it or is there like parts of it left?"
"Samuel what are you thinking?" Kelly asked as she stood at his back.
"There's nothing left of it but ash," Eric spat in hate for those that had been attacking his family from the shadows.
"Did you remove it?" Samuel asked his eyes darting to and fro as his mind combed through the vast knowledge Hekatê had inserted into his mind.
"No, I told them to leave it until we could purify the site once again," Marie said studying the man, "but come, I will answer all the questions you have," she said leading them out of the room.
"Wow!" Kelly said in awe at the large spacious room that was converted to act as their bedroom during their stay. "This place is huge!"
"We're going to need to do something about that echo though," Charlotte said cocking out her hip. Knowing how her jeans would contour tightly to her ass as she stood in front of Samuel.
"My, you gaze so lewdly at their posteriors," Marie giggled behind her hand.
"Can you blame me?" Samuel said taking all his will to tear his eyes away from those firm, tight, kissable ass' of theirs.
"Remember I want a spanking later," Kelly said shooting her brother a coy smile.
"Oh my," Marie said fanning her face, "are all pure sex witches so flirtatious?"
"Oh yes," Charlotte said walking seductively up to Samuel, "especially when there is one whose magic fills us in ways even, I haven't experienced before," she cooed as she ran her hands up Samuel's chest. "I do hope we won't disturb anyone of you, because me and Kelly just can't keep our hands to ourselves when Samuel is naked."
"Ah, no need to worry, as your parents have stated that when they told us of your arrival. I had Michael sound proof this room and had him secure that door, so no one will be able to open it until your stay is over," Marie said pointing to the double doors on the right side of the room, "this one has a simple lock on it, yet if you lock it, I'm sure there will be no one interrupting you," she said with a knowing smile. "Now I know you my not need to feed, but everyone here is willing to help you if you so wish. I'm not saying you have to, but it would be nice to see pure-blood sex witches in action. Since your sister keeps her and her husband's act private, we have only seen what sex magic looks like in books."
"Really?! Joan's been here for how long and yet to show you?" Charlotte said in disbelief. Shaking her head at her sister's need to hide who they are.
"Sammy, why not show them? It couldn't hurt them to see what we can do, and I mean everything we can do," Kelly said draping herself along Samuel's left side.
"Then I guess I'm going to have to do something about this altar first," Samuel mused as his arm instinctively moved on its own wrapping itself around his sister's waist.
"You know how I love it when I feel your touch on me," Kelly purred wishing to feel his magic filling her to the brim as it had done last night.
"Well...," Marie could feel her cheeks heating at the display. Was Samuel that enticing for them to so vivaciously draped themselves over him? Would her own family become as such once they joined their ranks, or was Samuel just that special to make two women act like sex starved women? "Any help you can proved with our altar would be most appreciated...!" Marie yelped in surprise as Charlotte pulled her over, her eyes widening as Charlotte kissed her with such passion that left her breathless. Moaning loudly as Charlotte fondled her breasts through her light, thin blouse.
"A pleasure I'm sure," Samuel said shaking the woman's hand, his eyes catching the flick of a tail as a shadow weaved itself in-between the stone pillars that held up the railing that wrapped around the second floor balcony. He felt his pulse quicken knowing she was near.
"Down here," Marie said drawing his gaze downward, "well this is strange I'm used to men's gazing at my breasts," she said her polished ruby nails danced along her slender neck drawing Samuel's gaze down to her heavenly firm peaks to the dark mysterious valley. "It makes me wonder what could have caught your eye," Marie said with a coy smirk.
"Which way is north?"
"That way, why?" Marie said pointing over her left a little thrown off.
"Mind if we make this a walking introduction?" Samuel asked eager to get started. He learned the painful lessons of her displeasure.
"Ah, right to business," Marie chirped happily, "I like that in a man."
"Samuel," Kelly said coming up from behind him, "what are you planning on doing?"
"What we talked about yesterday," Samuel said looking back at his sister, "protecting this place."
"Tell me what can you do when even your own family hasn't been able to stop these people?" Marie asked unsure if it was wise to stake everything on the young man before her.
"You assume I'm a normal witch like the rest of you," Samuel said with a devilish smirk.
"Samuel, tell us what you need," Carson said coming up to his grandson's side. Hoping that Samuel's tone wouldn't harm the growing trust they had cultivated over the months.
"Well...," Samuel said tilting his head to the left as he scratched his chin, "all of you," he said waving to everyone there, "and lots of salt."
"Us?! Why?" Joan asked in confusion.
"This is your home is it not?" Samuel asked with a pointed look at his aunt. Hating the fact she looked so much like his mother before her cancer took her.
"Yes, it is, but..."
"Then shouldn't the members of this house not defend it themselves?" Samuel asked arching an eyebrow.
"He's right we should," said a red haired man as he inserted himself into the conversation. "I told you Marie we should be fighting back years ago and not letting this voodoo sect flex its muscle." Samuel put the man around the age of his aunt Joan, though he wasn't as powerful as his own uncle Samuel could still feel the lingering energies that swirled within the man's body.
"That's enough Eric we've had this conversation before," Marie said pinching the bridge of her nose, "nothing will come of it if we attack these people. We don't have the power to topple them. All we would do would destroy ourselves in the process."
"That's why I'm here," Samuel said as the butt of his cigarette fell to the ground, "to save Hekatê's new cult as I was ordered to," he said grinding the cherry of the cigarette to dust.
"What do you know of Hekatê?" Joan asked unsure if she could smite her own nephew if he spoke ill of the goddess she served.
"Oh, Samuel knows quite a lot about her, probably more than we do sister," Charlotte said looking over at Samuel, "he is after all her Herald."
"That can't be!" Rick and Joan said in shock.
"I would like to hear more about what this Herald is, but first, lets see what this man can do, shall we?" Marie asked her eyes running down Samuel's body wondering just what he truly was.
"Yes," Samuel said with a nod.
"Paul," Marie said looking back at the group behind her, "take Eric and fetch all the salt we have stored." Samuel's eyes caught the brunette hair man's nod at her order before he and Eric disappeared around the corner of the house. "Please if you follow me, I'll show you the way to the north part of the property. I know you're probably use to seeing places like this with grand big yards, but here in the Quarter space is limited so while we might not have such a lush lawn like most people do. We, however, do have this grand place to call home," she said gesturing to her home as they walked passed it. Enjoying the feel of what little grass that grew on the plot as it crunched under foot. "I do hope as cousins you come to think of this place like a home away from home."
"It is a very nice place," Kelly said eyeing the renovated exterior.
"I wonder what it looks like on the inside," Wendy pondered peering through the windows as much as she could.
"Dad! Can we talk about...," Rick said his eyes glancing to the toddler in Kelly's arm.
"Yes," Marie said stopping in her tracks, "I too have been wondering on how a baby has the ability to speak. I seen some very strange things in my time, but this is something else altogether," she said spinning around on her heel.
"You may have never heard of it," Wendy said taking charge, "there's a spell that has been pass down through our family that allows one to cheat death per say."
"You didn't!" Joan gasped in horror of what her sister was telling her.
"Why didn't the two of you tell us?" Rick asked looking over at his parents.
"Because I told them not to," Wendy growled as she looked over Kelly's shoulder as she narrowed her eyes at her siblings, "it wouldn't have been necessary if you came to help me when I called. We could have broken the hex that killed me and my husband," she said darkly, her small fingers curled around her daughter's shirt. "I wouldn't have been forced to take this form if you acted like my brother and sister, I wouldn't have had to watch as my Victor withered underneath Norman's hex. No, you were more worried about people that might not exist any longer than your own blood," Wendy said feeling Samuel's hand on her back as what magic she could muster began to rise. "So tell me why should either one of you need to know I'm still alive when you wouldn't help me before?"
"And here I thought you told me to curb my attitude," Samuel said his aura pulsating enveloping his mother.
"Sam," Wendy said weakly looking over at her son, "sorry I just couldn't stop."
"She does have a point Rick," Martha said taking Wendy into her arms, "I would have thought I taught you years ago your family comes first before anything else, even your quest," she said rocking her daughter in her arms as she had done many years ago. "No offense Maria," Martha said rubbing Wendy's back as her little arms hugged her neck.
"None taken," Maria said flashing Martha a smile. Yet all Maria could think of was that aura she saw encasing Samuel. "The power he must wield," she said to herself feeling how her fingers twitched only wanting to reach out and touch that power.
"Samuel would this spell be affected if the two of us weren't in it?" Martha asked holding her daughter to her chest. No matter how Wendy might appear to be her body was still that of a child's. She knew she was the perfect one to calm her daughter down.
"No," Samuel said shaking his head, "it'll be okay Mom," he whispered as Wendy peered through her fine strands of hair. Seeing the tears reaming her green eyes he knew she was close to a meltdown.
"Okay," Wendy mouthed before burying her face into her mother's chest. Samuel caught the lustful looks in Charlotte's and Kelly's eyes as he watched as his mother and grandmother entered the mansion.
"Sorry about that it's been hard on her since Dad's death," Samuel said gesturing for her to continue.
"Ah, I can understand," Marie said wondering if they would share this spell. Now that she had seen it first hand, she wouldn't mind another go at life especially with everything she knows. "To cheat death only to see the one you love taken from you I can't imagine what she's going through. I do hope this Norman-whoever-he-is has been dealt with," she said as they rounded the northeast corner of her family home.
"Oh, that thing has been dealt with," Samuel said coldly, "he did kill my mother and my father with sights on the rest of my family, with the help of the highest members of the coven that ruled there. Their lives were forfeit the moment they started down that path," he said peering out of the corner of his eye. His glowing pupil simmered in the well of magic that flowed through him.
"So Eve, Beth, and all those little stuck up pricks are...dead?!" Joan stared at her nephew in stun disbelief.
"Yes, the coven is no more," Samuel said darkly.
"Damn!" Rick said in a hushed whisper.
"My, a man willing to defend his family. Maybe we are related after all," Marie said flashing Samuel a warm smile, "and here we are due...," she begun to say only to bite her tongue as Samuel walked towards the century old eight feet high brick wall.
"Hello Arcita," Samuel said as if greeting an old friend. Watching that multi-colored polecat staring back at him from atop of the wall.
"Mind telling me what's going on here?" Marie asked taking up a defensive posture.
"Samuel are you saying Arcita is here...right this second?" Charlotte said her heart raced knowing what the omen meant.
"Yeah, I thought the you all could see her," Samuel said looking over at them shrugging his shoulders as his aunt and sister shook their heads, "but yeah, she's right there," he said pointing to the spot where Arcita rested.
"Will someone please explain to me...."
"Arcita is Hekatê's companion animal, if she's here then it means we are on the right path," Joan said her priestess instincts kicking in and to ease Marie's rising temper.
Samuel fought himself from rolling his eyes at his aunt's display. That's not what it meant at all. Arcita's appearance could mean a great many things, more than likely it was to keep an eye on him. He knew something was brewing behind those eyes of hers as Arcita cleaned her paw.
"Sam?" Kelly called to him bringing Samuel out of his spell.
"R-right," Samuel said moving away from the wall. "So this the spot?" he asked looking down as he stood in the center of a wild strawberry patch.
"Yes, now show us why I should put my families safety in your hands," Marie said feeling her body trembling as those glowing cobalt eyes peered through the strands of his brown hair. Her pulse quickened as that devilish smirk graced his lips.
"Xurdir! Protector, duro corno xeo. Manterña o puño ou os dentes. E vixia is puntos," Samuel began to chant thrusting out his hands before him. "Heed mo ghlao! O 'Sean-Chaomhnóir. Díscail as do chodladh fada, cead a thabhairt don bhronntanas seo d'ardú a chothú!" Kelly, Charlotte, his grandfather, and everyone else shielded their eyes as Samuel's magic surged out whipping the air into a frenzy. "Mé, Samuel Goodall, a ordú duit agus ceangail tú leis an rún seo," his voice thundered, lightning arced off his body in its slow climb as Samuel pulled out his pocket knife and a Ogham protection rune. Biting his lip against the pain as he sliced open his left palm. Painting the runestone in his blood before plunging his knife into the ground. Digging out a shallow hole dropping the rune into it, covering it as Samuel rose. "De réir an fhuil seo ceangailim leat chun an talamh seo," Samuel chanted as he moved his clenched hand in a circular motion. All eyes watched in awe as Samuel's blood was absorbed into the ground the moment those red droplets struck that rich soil. "Now you four," Samuel said nodding to his aunt, sister, grandfather, and the blonde hair woman behind Marie.
"That's Magdalene," Marie said watching how Kelly rushed to his side.
"Hold still Sammy, it won't take but a moment to heal," Kelly whispered said turning Samuel's palm up right.
"You will need these," Samuel said reaching into his back right pocket pulling out index cards with the incantation on it. "Here take one and pass it to the other three," he said handing the cards to his aunt. "You will also need these," Samuel said pulling four runestones from his front pocket, "you don't have to worry about the blood only the north one was required."
"What is this language?" Magdalene asked flipping the card over looking for a translation.
"Fourth century Gaelic," Samuel said in a matter-of-fact tone as he handed out the runestones.
"Since when do you know Gaelic?!" Rick asked noting how Samuel hadn't moved from the spot he was in. Samuel only smirked at his uncle.
"I assume that this Gaelic magic is the only other magic you have other than what is in our bloodline?" Marie asked trying to gauge just how powerful the man was.
"No, I know a great many forms of magic," Samuel said watching his sister's magic knit his skin back together.
"There that should do it," Kelly said wiping away his blood with a Kleenex she carried for when Wendy had a runny nose.
"Thanks, you're so sweet to me," Samuel said teasing his sister watching how Kelly blushed hard. "The four of you will go to the other four points and chant the spell I given you and make sure you plant the rune in the ground," he said as his eyes ran over them. "You other four," Samuel said pointing at Joan, Rick and his other two cousins, "will chant this," pulling out another set of index cards from his back left pocket, "while the others are performing the spell, I gave them, you will recite this at the corners of this house," he said handing them their own incantations. "Ah right on time," Samuel said as Eric and Paul walked towards them loaded down with bags of rock salt. "I need the two of you to draw a line connecting each point to one another, a ring of salt around the house, and a line of salt to connect the ring with the points," he said his eyes flickered down as the bags thumped to the ground, "we do have enough, don't we?"
"To protect my family damn right we do," Paul grunted, "even if I have to carry it all the way from Lowe's."
"That's the spirit!" Eric said clasping his brother's shoulder.
"Okay, you all know what to do," Samuel said giving them a nod.
"What about me?" Marie asked wondering why she had been left out as everyone moved to their spots around the property.
"I didn't forget about you," Samuel said directing Paul to start on the right while Eric laid down a line of salt to his left, "since you are the head of this branch of our family. You will be in charge of ensuring the pack is remade every six months on the waning moon," he said pulling out two new index cards one containing the incantation he had already chanted and the one for when the others were done with their tasks, he had set them out on. "You won't need the runestones again after this, unless of course someone breaches this ward. Although I doubt anyone has the kind of power to defeat this Guardian, other than me that is," Samuel said handing her the cards.
"And why do you say that?" Marie asked as she mouth the spell.
"Because I doubt anyone has gone up against the Celtic's greatest Golem in their magical lore in what sixteen hundred years or so. Hence why it takes so many to do this spell, five for the anchors to summon the body parts of it, four to tell it what to protect, and those two to draw the salt lines," Samuel said nodding to Eric.
"Man, you most really know your stuff," Eric said in admiration.
"Not really, my aunt, sister, and Mom knows far more than I do," Samuel said bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Nonsense," Marie said waving off the statement, "that display earlier only shows us just what we have lost when my family married into a hoodoo sect, I hope in the future my family can come to rely on you and yours in relearning the knowledge we have lost over the ages," she said her deep emerald green eyes lustered as her body prickled at the slightest touch of his magic. "I wonder what his magic is like during sex?" Marie asked herself as she stepped over the line of salt to stand at his side. "You know we all are sex witches like your sister and your aunt is, right?" Marie asked hoping to entice him to line her bed.
"Yeah, I kind of figured that," Samuel said glancing over at her waiting for the spell and the lines of salt to be done.
"We would be more than happy to help feed the three of you if you so wished," Marie said inching closer to him. "I know it couldn't have been easy on you or your family with so few of you."
"Think my sister and aunt had it rougher than I did, seeing how I didn't become like this until three months ago," Samuel said watching Kelly and Magdalene bent down to dig their own holes for the runes.
"What?!" Marie said in disbelief. She knew no new born that had tenth of his power just starting out. "Just what are you?"
"I am the Herald of Hekatê," Samuel said plainly, "through her I draw my magic as do all of you. I just have a more direct line to said magic per say," he said offhandedly. Samuel's legs grew tired standing in the same spot (due to the spell that kept him rooted in place) as the minutes wore on, silently groaning in his mind urging them to hurry up as Eric and Paul ran a line of salt to Kelly and Magdalene. "Good, that's good," Samuel said nodding as Paul laid the line of salt down at his feet, "you might want to back up, and call everyone here wouldn't want them getting caught in the spell," he said looking over at Marie.
"No we wouldn't, what about our children, your grandmother, and your child mother? Should they not be out here?" Marie asked holding Eric back as she sent Paul to round up the others. Giving Eric the order once Samuel nodded.
"Baby, just what have you gotten yourself into?" Wendy asked peering around at all the lines of salt that marred the landscape.
"Oh, nothing much, just an ancient summoning spell I learned on the way down," Samuel said as Martha stepped over the salt line.
"Was that in you-know-what you were reading on the way here?" Wendy asked studying her son's back.
"Yep, now I need silence, then we'll talk, okay Mom?" Samuel asked peering over his left shoulder.
"I'll hold you to it," Wendy said with a stern nod.
"De réir a chéile, de dhó, trí cinn, ag ceathrar. Tá na línte ceangailte," Samuel began to chant softly, an azure cloak of blue light slowly inched up Samuel's legs as his magic grew. "Éist orm ó 'ársa. Éist leis an nglaoch a thogann tú chuig an réimse talún seo. Lig do na línte do chosán a threorú," his voice steadily rose as did his hands. Small azure balls of flame started to appear a centimeter or two from the tips of his fingers. "Faigh an áit, garda é, é a choinneáil slán. Lig dóibh siúd a thugann dochar don talamh seo, do na daoine a bhfuil cónaí orthu a bhfuil a fhios agat!" Samuel shouted to the heavens causing the three lines of salt to catch on fire. Samuel watched on as his blue flames rose as it raced around the property. He heard them gasp behind him as the blue-white magical shell rose around the property and their house.
"Sammy!" Kelly and Charlotte shouted in worry as Samuel collapsed to a knee.
"I'm okay, just didn't think it would take that much out of me," Samuel said as he gathered breath from his laborious task.
"So our home is protected now?!" Marie asked wondering why the shell disappeared.
"Yes," Samuel nodded, "if the time comes you will know when the magic activates. Remember what I told you, every six months..."
"You have my word, I shall recite this spell on the waning moon," Marie said nodding her head. She wasn't about to allow such a powerful spell to crumble away. Not if she had anything to say about it.
"Good. It shouldn't be as taxing next time, do remember the blood though," Samuel said glancing at her as Kelly and Charlotte helped him to stand.
"Of course," Marie said stuffing the index cards into her bra. "Now how about we show our honored guest here the hospitality of the Beaudoin clan," she said looking at her family young and old.
"Yes Marie!" her family chanted in unison.
"So there I was sound asleep then I felt this sudden rise of magic filling my house," Charlotte said recounting the night she had rushed into the room after his date with his sister, "Magic I have never seen running amuck as my Sammy slumbered," she said as they all sat in Marie's grand ballroom turned living room. "Sam here was thrashing about shouting Murderer! I'll kill you! You'll burn!" Charlotte said rubbing her nephew's back. "Then this bubble of pure arcane energy just surrounds his body, tossing me against the wall as Samuel sat up and this murderous glowing eye peering at me. His voice was cold and cruel as he spoke, I know everything!" she said flashing everyone a warm smile as she told them about their lives in Salem. Watching how the adults and children alike were glued to her story.
"Samuel, let me ask you just how did you destroy the coven?" Joan asked as her two children sat in front of her and Rick as were everyone else's children were doing.
"I took away their magic, as was per Hekatê's order for that coven to be destroyed. I was already planning on doing such a thing the moment I learned the truth of Eva's and Beth's involvement in Norman's schemes," Samuel said looking up as he held his mother to his chest.
"But how did you accomplish such a thing? I thought no one could take one's magic away?" Marie asked sitting at the edge of her chair as she looked at Samuel from across the room.
"Yes, you simply can't rid a person of the magic they had inherited," said a dark haired man Samuel came to know as Michael. While Michael was a witch, yet he wasn't like his family having married into this family Michael could only practice hoodoo magic and not the form of magic Samuel, Kelly, and Charlotte could perform.
"Is that what you think," Samuel said with an arrogant smirk.
"Then tell us how you did it?" Aurore asked her brunette hair streaked with blue highlights bounced on her shoulders as the nearly legal teenager spoke up.
"Mana burn," Samuel said plainly.
"But...that's impossible!" Rick said in astonishment.
"If it was natural, yes I agree it would have been impossible for the coven to burn from the inside out. However, I created a parasite that would amplify their magic ten fold and repeat the process until it reached critical mass. Then it was a simple matter to watch and wait until the time came for them to die," Samuel in a cold matter-of-fact tone.
"You just watched them die?!" Aurore asked in fear.
"Of course," Samuel said his voice taking on a serious tone, "what would you have done when you knew they were the cause of your mother's death and at the time your father's stroke?" he said with a pointed look at the teenager. "But my father is gone now, but not far away," Samuel said softly placing his hand over Charlotte's stomach.
"Kelly, Charlotte, please tell me you didn't perform that spell again?" Joan asked aghast that they would so blatantly use that forbidden spell once again.
"Wait. So your father is in there?!" Marie asked stunned as she pointed at Charlotte's womb.
"Yes," Charlotte said sweetly as her hands lavished on her growing stomach, "he will be my first born, but I hope my Sammy will be willing for some more children," she said snuggling up to Samuel.
"If I ever turn you down you have my permission to take me out back and put me down," Samuel said placing a lingering kiss on her cheek.
"Dad, Mom, did you know about this?!" Joan asked trying to keep her anger in check at their blatant use of magic that was long held to be forbidden.
"Of course Joan," Carson said sternly as he narrowed his eyes at his youngest daughter.
"I would not deprive my sweet Wendy of the love of her life," Martha said taking Wendy from Samuel, "what kind of mother would I be if I let my sweet baby suffer in her grief?" she asked with a pointed look.
"But it's against her teachings!" Joan shouted jumping from her seat.
"I beg to differ aunt," Samuel said peering at her. His eyes glowed eerily in the waning light.
"Just because you are her Herald does not mean that even you wouldn't be punished," Joan said placing her clenched fist on her hips.
"Oh, I know all about Hekatê's punishments aunt," Samuel said with deathly undertones.
"So...," Carson said clearing his throat, "what was it that you wanted to tell us, Kelly?" he asked looking over at his granddaughter trying to distract them from coming to blows.
"I'm pregnant!" Kelly cried joyfully thrusting her arms into the air.
"P-p-pregnant!" Joan stammered.
"Congratulations!" Martha cried bringing Kelly into a crushing hug. "I assume Samuel is the father?"
"Of course," Kelly nodding her head vehemently, "you think I'm going to let this delicious man just run off on his own?!" she giggled as she snuggled Samuel.
"My, the Goodall family is just bound full of joy these days," Marie mused sitting back in her seat, "Joan, why don't you sit down, they did come here to help us not to be berated by us," she said taking charge.
"Yes Marie," Joan sighed hanging her head.
"We'll talk to them," Rick whispered as he gently pulled his wife back into her seat, "privately," he quickly added. He wouldn't have spoken so open before his extended family when it was an internal family matter. Yet with Joan she took her faith in Hekatê very seriously.
"Now tell me what exactly is the Herald of Hekatê? I know I am not the only one here eager to know why this man has such strange magics," Marie said gesturing to Samuel.
"Samuel was born touched by the goddess," Wendy said turning around in Martha's lap, "I felt it the moment he was born. Every day I would draw a sigil on his left hand to keep him hidden from the coven. I knew if they found out about Samuel, they wouldn't hesitate to destroy him. I wouldn't allow anyone to harm my baby, and that was the case until two years ago when I sort of died. Then my family was thrown into a whirlwind of uncertainty. Then Victor became ill and I could no longer keep Samuel in the dark any longer. We needed him, well Kelly and Charlotte needed him, as you can see, I'm not at that stage yet," she said running her small hands up and down her chest. "Norman's hex hurt my sweet Victor in ways the doctors can never understand. So we had to awaken Samuel's magic, since my baby was a good son to his ailing mother. His magic laid dormant until Charlotte awoken it when she had him to help her turn back time. Hence why she looks younger than you," Wendy said looking directly at Joan. "So my sweet baby's magic has been growing since that day, changing, strengthening, empowering those that partakes of it."
"I see," Marie said her finger tapping her chin. Still pondering on how she was going to talk him into lining her bed. "Well, I am sure the four of you had a very long journey," she said rising from her chair, "why don't I show you where you be staying, the rest of you get to your nightly chores. Oh and, Eric see about making us a new altar."
"What happened to your last one?" Samuel asked quizzically.
"It was the latest victim in their attack on our family," Marie said, "please if you follow me," she said gesturing to the door.
"Like all of it or is there like parts of it left?"
"Samuel what are you thinking?" Kelly asked as she stood at his back.
"There's nothing left of it but ash," Eric spat in hate for those that had been attacking his family from the shadows.
"Did you remove it?" Samuel asked his eyes darting to and fro as his mind combed through the vast knowledge Hekatê had inserted into his mind.
"No, I told them to leave it until we could purify the site once again," Marie said studying the man, "but come, I will answer all the questions you have," she said leading them out of the room.
"Wow!" Kelly said in awe at the large spacious room that was converted to act as their bedroom during their stay. "This place is huge!"
"We're going to need to do something about that echo though," Charlotte said cocking out her hip. Knowing how her jeans would contour tightly to her ass as she stood in front of Samuel.
"My, you gaze so lewdly at their posteriors," Marie giggled behind her hand.
"Can you blame me?" Samuel said taking all his will to tear his eyes away from those firm, tight, kissable ass' of theirs.
"Remember I want a spanking later," Kelly said shooting her brother a coy smile.
"Oh my," Marie said fanning her face, "are all pure sex witches so flirtatious?"
"Oh yes," Charlotte said walking seductively up to Samuel, "especially when there is one whose magic fills us in ways even, I haven't experienced before," she cooed as she ran her hands up Samuel's chest. "I do hope we won't disturb anyone of you, because me and Kelly just can't keep our hands to ourselves when Samuel is naked."
"Ah, no need to worry, as your parents have stated that when they told us of your arrival. I had Michael sound proof this room and had him secure that door, so no one will be able to open it until your stay is over," Marie said pointing to the double doors on the right side of the room, "this one has a simple lock on it, yet if you lock it, I'm sure there will be no one interrupting you," she said with a knowing smile. "Now I know you my not need to feed, but everyone here is willing to help you if you so wish. I'm not saying you have to, but it would be nice to see pure-blood sex witches in action. Since your sister keeps her and her husband's act private, we have only seen what sex magic looks like in books."
"Really?! Joan's been here for how long and yet to show you?" Charlotte said in disbelief. Shaking her head at her sister's need to hide who they are.
"Sammy, why not show them? It couldn't hurt them to see what we can do, and I mean everything we can do," Kelly said draping herself along Samuel's left side.
"Then I guess I'm going to have to do something about this altar first," Samuel mused as his arm instinctively moved on its own wrapping itself around his sister's waist.
"You know how I love it when I feel your touch on me," Kelly purred wishing to feel his magic filling her to the brim as it had done last night.
"Well...," Marie could feel her cheeks heating at the display. Was Samuel that enticing for them to so vivaciously draped themselves over him? Would her own family become as such once they joined their ranks, or was Samuel just that special to make two women act like sex starved women? "Any help you can proved with our altar would be most appreciated...!" Marie yelped in surprise as Charlotte pulled her over, her eyes widening as Charlotte kissed her with such passion that left her breathless. Moaning loudly as Charlotte fondled her breasts through her light, thin blouse.
