Part 07.1
"What...?!" Edna began to say only to have her hands quickly pulling down the hem of her shirt, quickly hiding her bare ass and her uncovered mound. Wondering how she had appeared in the ballroom when she had just been in her children's bedroom since Joan had kicked her out of her bed.
"So you're Edna," Marie said with a sneer.
"She's rather..." Paul began to say as his eyes lewdly ran down Edna's body. Jumping in his seat as his wife slapped his chest.
"Mom? Dad? What's going on?!" Edna asked nervously, as she looked over at them. How it pained her to see her own wife not bothering to gaze at her.
"This," Samuel said, his voice carrying power as he rose from his seat.
"Samuel!" Edna's head snapped around causing her milk chocolate hair to float in the air. Her feet scurried over to him, quickly kneeling down before him as those cold, hate filled, glowing eyes burned into her. "I need to feed... I don't want to die," she said, her eyes pleaded with him to curb his anger for a moment. "Please," Edna said, tentatively reaching out her hand lightly touching his leg just above his left knee.
"Do you honestly think I'm going to do that?" Samuel asked coldly. "After what you did to my sister?!"
"Yes, I have been informed of your transgressions within my own house," Marie said, her voice adding to the icy chill of the atmosphere.
"Samuel, Marie, I know my s... daughter," Martha said correcting herself, "has done some very irremediable things," she said, glancing over at Kelly seeing the indifference in her eyes as she gazed at Edna. Hoping that whatever the vampire did to Kelly would help to heal her.
"Martha, this thing raped your own grandchild; how can you sit there and defend this... thing?" Marie asked, her loathing dripping from her voice, casting Edna a look of scorn.
Samuel's head was on a swivel as the room became still and color faded from his eyes. A chill ran up his spine as Arcita slowly walked out from behind Marie's chair, her tail brushed along Marie's leg pulling her into her realm as Arcita wandered over to him.
"Sam...?!" Marie began to say fear and awe etched into her voice as she rose from her seat. "What's...?" Her tongue became still as Samuel held up his hand.
"She's coming," Samuel said plainly.
"Who's she?" Marie asked perplexed.
"Hekatê," Samuel said, his cobalt eyes burned into her.
"But why?"
"Because I will it!" Hekatê's voice thundered overhead.
Marie could feel the weight of her presence press down on her shoulders. She could feel the magic bubbling around her. Her deep emerald green eyes glanced over to Samuel, keeping her gasp from escaping her lips as pure arcane magic swirled around him. Feeling his power radiating outward, prickling her skin, making her womb melt as it touched her womanhood.
"My Herald." Hekatê's voice softened as she addressed Samuel. "I understand your anger at the thing at your feet. Yet I still have need of that thing."
"Oh?!" Samuel said arching an eyebrow.
"Why? Why must that rapist stay within my house?" Marie asked, looking up at the ceiling hoping she wasn't overstepping her bounds.
"Because you heed my will, little witch!" Hekatê said, a chill crept up her spine as Marie felt Hekatê's anger pressed down on her. "For my future high priestess I would think you would heed the words of the goddess from whom you draw your power," she said sternly.
"Forgive me, I just don't want that thing trying anything on my family," Marie said, trying to keep her body from trembling. When Samuel and his family arrived on her doorstep, she never once thought she would be speaking to an actual goddess; nor did she think every ill that has affected her family of late would soon be put to rest.
"Worry not, if that fiend wishes to live she won't try anything. My Herald will see to that, won't you Samuel?" Marie looked over to Samuel wondering why it sounded to her that Hekatê's voice softened greatly when addressing Samuel.
"Of course! I won't let that bitch have her way," Samuel grumbled.
"But what of..." Marie began to say only to be cut off.
"I never said that woman shouldn't be punished for her crimes against my coven. Since she thought to hide the magic that once ran through your family, she will be charged with instructing every man that joins," Hekatê commanded. "I have spoken, so let it be!" In the blink of an eye, she and Samuel returned to the realm of man. Nervousness flooded the room as they noted Marie standing when just a second ago she was sitting in her chair.
"It seems," Marie said, a foul taste lingering in her mouth as she lowered herself back into her chair. "That Hekatê still has a use for you," she said, her eyes narrowing at Edna. Who held her left hand to her lips, her eyes quivering in unease, looking far too cute for her liking as she sat on her lower legs before Samuel. Her eyes glanced over to Kelly, Charlotte, and his grandparents as they looked to Samuel.
"What she says is true," Samuel sighed.
"Please Sammy..."
"You lost the right to call me that," Samuel spat as he looked down at his former uncle. Taking hold of Edna's chin, turning her to look at the men that were within that room. "Since you hid your magic from them; as your punishment, as deemed by Hekatê, you are to instruct each and every man that comes into this coven. If you should fail in this task... well, I doubt you would like what she has in store for you, vile cur. If I had my way I wouldn't have to deal with you," Samuel said coldly. "I think now is a perfect time to teach them," he said, his razor sharp nail slicing through the cotton back of her t-shirt with ease.
"Please don't," Edna whimpered, as she held the front of her shirt tight to her breasts. "I'm... not ready."
"She and I don't care if you are or not," Samuel growled into her ear. "You raped my sister, you would be nothing more than atoms scattered to the wind if it wasn't for Hekatê," he said, roughly shoving Edna to the floor exposing her bare ass to him. "She's yours to deal with, I wash my hands of this... thing," Samuel said, looking up at Marie, who nodded. "Come Nimue, I'll walk you to your car," he said, holding out his hand to her.
"Yes, we can talk more privately," Charlotte said, holding Wendy tightly to her chest as she and Kelly rose from the couch. Not even glancing at her fallen brother/sister as she did.
"Sam?" Joan called out as they encircled him.
"Yeah?"
"Can we... you know finish what...?" Joan asked, her cheeks heating rapidly as Samuel looked back at her.
"Sure, in the morning," Samuel said, looking over his shoulder at his aunt.
"Okay!" Joan said, a little too cheerfully.
"Now that we are alone, explain what you meant before we were interrupted?" Kelly asked, taking Wendy from Charlotte as they stood on Marie's porch.
"Umm..." Nimue's pale white cheeks rapidly bloomed into a pink hue as their eyes never left her. "You see in order for my kind to produce a child, we must perform a spell that has set rules in place. Where we(I)," gesturing to Samuel who stood on her left side, "can't have relations until the night of the coupling. My womb must remain pure until that moment. That is why Samuel and I haven't..." Nimue quickly bowed her head in embarrassment, hoping her curtain of white hair shielded her heated face from view.
"Oh? So the two of you haven't had sex yet?" Kelly asked, while she knew her brother was following Hekatê's will. A part of herself was glad the woman hasn't felt that part of her brother yet.
"No," Nimue said shyly.
"But you do want to?" Charlotte asked, reaching out softly touching Nimue's right arm.
"Yes," Nimue said weakly. Her silver eyes shyly glanced at Samuel through strands of her pearl white hair. A gentle smile rose on her lips as her fingers softly squeezed Samuel's hand. Glad she had come along with him, glad that she got the chance to spend time with Samuel outside of her family's influence, along with meeting the two most important women in his life, knowing they accepted her - even if it was due only to the will of her goddess. She was also glad to see firsthand how well he heeded her goddess's will, even though she had seen how much Samuel wanted to kill the woman at his feet.
"Well since you are going to be a big part of Samuel's life now, why don't you come by more often so we can get to know one another better," Wendy said, putting on the best motherly persona she could. It didn't matter to her that Nimue was a vampire, she had missed this chance to do this for her son before her untimely death. Now that she had the chance to make up for lost time she wasn't going to waste it.
"You sure?" Nimue asked skeptically, her eyes darting around the three women.
"Of course," Charlotte nodded, "while I don't wish to share my Sammy, that ship sailed long before we got here." Holding her hand up when Nimue began to speak. "I also do thank you for saving my Sammy. I honestly don't know what I would have done if he was truly gone from my life," she said, placing her hands over their sleeping child. "And I know Samuel didn't seek you out, that this is all Hekatê's doing for whatever she has planned for my Sammy," Charlotte said, her eyes glancing lovingly at her nephew.
"So you might as well come around more often we will be a family soon, no?" Kelly asked, flashing Nimue a warm smile.
Nimue's hand went to her mouth to hide her trembling lips. Moisture gathered in her eyes; never once did she think Samuel's family would be so welcoming to her. She knew how the abruptness of her appearance in their lives must have caused so much havoc for them. Not that she wasn't happy to meet and soon-to-be wed to Samuel. She honestly thought her very long life would have been spent alone as all her order has done throughout the ages. Yet as she looked over at Samuel, she could honestly feel that they could actually be a family - albeit a very, very, strange one.
"May I?" Nimue asked, nodding towards their stomachs.
"Sure, go ahead," Kelly and Charlotte said in unison. Their hands guiding hers to their developing stomachs.
"Interesting," Nimue muttered tilting her head to the side. She could feel the child that slept in Charlotte's womb wasn't a new soul, she could tell it had a masculine feel to it; yet the body it inhabited wasn't which was strange to her. Never in all her years has she experience anything like it. It truly perplexed her.
"What is?!" Charlotte asked, hoping nothing was wrong with Victor as her hand rested over Nimue's.
"Why does your child have the soul of a man, yet the body of a girl?" Nimue asked quizzically.
"A girl?!" Wendy giggled. "Victor is so going to love that!" Laughing inwardly, her eyes falling on her son knowing now she wouldn't feel as if she was cheating on her husband once she came of age.
"You couldn't tell us this yourself?" Kelly asked, with a pointed look at her brother.
"Hey! I've only been a vampire for what, four days. Do you expect me to know everything sis?" Samuel retorted rolling his eyes.
"Yes, with the amount of time you have your nose stuck in the books at the house I would have thought you would have," Kelly said sternly, yet in a teasing, sisterly manner. Smiling coyly at Samuel's huff, loving how close they had become since Samuel returned home.
"My lady?" Amalia said interrupting them. "It's time for us..."
"Ah. I understand," Nimue nodded. "Well Samuel, this has been a very pleasant evening," she said, turning Samuel's chin towards her. Her soft, velvety, hungry lips gently pressed against his tasting the man she was falling for; why or how Samuel became a large part of her waking mind she couldn't say, nor could she say it was a bad thing either. "I'll be with you when the time comes," Nimue said ominously, as her lips left his. "Now don't you go getting yourself killed," she whispered, looking back at him as she walked down the steps. Waving to him as her silver eyes viewed Samuel as he stood beneath the light of the porch. Her heart fluttered in her chest as that soft white light washed over his body. Loving how those magic-infused eyes of his gazed at her. Bowing her head as she walked towards the waiting car. Feeling how hot her cheeks were, knowing it could only be Samuel that caused such a reaction in her, since no man before ever made her feel like this.
"Sammy what did she mean?" Kelly asked, as Nimue's car pulled away.
"In less than three days Labo will die," Samuel said matter-of-fact.
"Then does that mean we'll be going home soon?" Charlotte asked, eager to have her nephew all to herself when Kelly was out of the house.
"In a week," Samuel nodded.
"Good. Hold me," Wendy said, holding out her tiny arms to her son. Snuggling closely to his chest as he held her close. Praying that Victor would understand that the soul siphon didn't necessarily mean he would be born as a man again. Wendy had no qualms about being with him in such a state. It wasn't like she hadn't done such things with her sister's before her untimely death. Her tiny fingers combed through the strands of her son's hair, trying to hold back the lustful feelings that were brewing within her chest. Her eyelids slowly closed nodding off in his arms.
"Well, I think some of us need to head to bed," Charlotte said, a coy smirk graced her lips as she cocked out a hip. Her taut, firm 36D breasts bounced as she crossed her arms under them, adding a little extra lift. "And some of us need to feel the father of their children lying next to them," she said sweetly, her hips swayed as she closed the distance between them. "You do like feeling our bodies against yours, don't you?" Charlotte asked coyly.
"Duh," Samuel said softly, rolling his eyes at his aunt and sister as they giggled.
"Good. The man that I love should love feeling my and Charlotte's bodies," Kelly said, taking command of Samuel's left side. "Now it's late and your women and babies need rest," she cooed sweetly into his ear before placing a kiss on his cheek. Resting her head on Samuel's shoulder as they all walked to their room to spend the night together. Only to have their advance stopped by a soft 'psst' behind them.
"Can we talk?" Aurore asked with a pointed look at Samuel, as they turned to face her.
"What about?" Samuel asked.
"Something private," Aurore said, bowing her head her raven hair streaked with blue highlights cascaded out before her.
"It's okay, we'll wait for you," Charlotte said smirking knowingly, knowing how the teenager had been eyeing Samuel rather strangely as of late. "Don't take too long little brother, your sister needs a good tongue lashing," Kelly whispered lustfully into Samuel's ear. Taking Wendy from him, her eyes peered behind Samuel as she eyed Aurore as their kiss lingered.
"Okay, what is this about?" Samuel asked, as the door to their room closed behind them. He knew he was going to have to talk to her eventually about what he had planned for bringing Lola and her family into the coven. He knew the only thing powerful enough to do that was the blood of a virgin. Samuel just didn't know how to go about asking Aurore to give up her innocence for the sake of the coven.
"I'll tell you," Aurore said, her hand reached out taking hold of his, "in private," she said, hoping she could get him to enter her room. She could feel her nipples hardening against her bra as they walked across the house. It was true; she did have an obsession with Ann Rice's type of vampires. When she noticed how he could view her in the darkness of the hallway, she knew something wasn't normal with him; and when he brought that vampire back with him, she had to know what his kiss was like. She could feel her cunt throbbing, eager to part for him. To allow those fangs of his to dance along her neat, tight labia. Ever since she had learned of the history their family had with the undead, Aurore had been obsessed with finding them. Yet her mother and father always kept her away from the parts of the city where they knew vampires operated; and she didn't wish to cause a crisis between them and her family. Her cheeks blushed, remembering what Samuel had said about her ass. Aurore did hope he wasn't just being polite and that he actually liked her taut backside.
Quickly pulling Samuel into her room, sticking her head out into the hallway, looking both ways to ensure no one saw them. Silently closing her door, pressing her back against its wooden surface. Her heart was going a hundred miles an hour as Samuel looked around her room. Viewing the movie posters she had hung on her wall. The vampire dolls that lined her bed, the framed, signed Bela Lugosi Dracula picture, which she had won on eBay, sat on top of her dresser.
"Well..." Samuel's eyes went wide as Aurore launched herself at him. Her lips pressing hard against his, kissing him sloppily, showing him how inexperienced she was. Those quivering eyes of hers peering into his as she pulled away.
"Sorry," Aurore said quickly, feeling heat rapidly flooding her face. "I've... always wondered what it would be like to kiss a vampire."
"I see," Samuel said, placing his index finger under her chin, his thumb brushing along her cheek. Watching how Aurore leaned into it, those eyes of hers held emotions that Samuel knew would lead to trouble. Samuel had heard stories of teenage girls becoming fixated on the person they first had sex with. Not that he was apprehensive about having Aurore chase after him, she was rather attractive. Yet he knew their life would never be safe for those who came into his life. He knew, eventually, he would watch his family die off only to be the last one standing. Honestly, Samuel didn't know how he was going to live with himself when that happened. However, none of that mattered as he leaned in, his lips softly brushing against hers. Aurore's arms slipped beneath his, her hands running up his back before holding onto his shoulders. Pressing her body against his, listening to her muffled moan as his hands cupped her ass. Watching her eyes fluttering in a dream-like state as their lips parted.
"That was..." Aurore sucked on her lower lip, her tongue rolling along it tasting Samuel upon it. "Can we do it again?" she asked, closing her eyes, and puckering her lips together.
"In a second, I need to talk to you for a minute," Samuel said, taking hold of her hand leading her towards her bed; noting how close she sat to him as they lowered themselves down onto the bed.
"Okay, what about?" Aurore asked, trying not to stare at his fangs. She wondered if he ever drank from a person before. Wondering if it was as blissful as it appeared to be in the numerous vampire movies she had watched over the years. Pondering if she could get him to drink from her to feel that kiss of his.
"Hmm..." Samuel muttered rubbing the back of his head. Unsure on how to ask that delicate question. "You know Lola?"
"Yeah," Aurore said, arching an eyebrow trying not to smile at how cute Samuel appeared to be when he was nervous.
"Well, the only way for her and her family to join the coven is to use the blood of a virgin when her hymen breaks during sex," Samuel said, looking over at her as her eyes went wide.
"Y-you... y-you want to have sex with me?" Aurore asked nervously.
"The choice is yours; I won't force you into this; however, without you the plan won't go off," Samuel said, trying to keep Aurore from freaking out on him. "Your hymen is still intact, yes?"
"Mmmhmm," Aurore nodded shyly. Her thighs rubbed together as she peered down. Wondering if she could actually do what he was asking of her. "Will we... be in front of everyone?" she asked nervously, her eyes glancing over to Samuel noticing the thin line of the azure aura that surrounded his body as her Jack Skeleton lamp lit his body from behind him.
"Yes," Samuel nodded.
"I don't know... what you're asking of me..."
"I understand," Samuel said, laying his hand over hers. "I get that this is nerve racking to you. Given what I'm asking from you..."
"It's not that," Aurore quickly blurted out, her face rapidly became a shade of cherry red. "It's just..." Hiding her face, embarrassment flooded her mind, her heart raced franticly in her chest feeling his eyes on her. "I've never been that close to anyone... ever," Aurore stated.
"Oh?! You've never had a boyfriend go down on you?" Samuel asked, watching her shake her head.
"Never had one, not with the rumors around town about us. It tends to bring out the worst in people - namely the boys," Aurore said trying not to sigh.
"I understand, I too was a virgin not too long ago," Samuel admitted causing Aurore's head to snap towards him.
"No way," Aurore said in disbelief, "the way you... did that with Marie," she mumbled inching closer to Samuel.
"Well..." Samuel chuckled softly rubbing the back of his head. "Kelly and Charlotte had a lot to do with that."
"Do the three of you have sex... all the time?" Aurore asked.
"Almost every day, it's been really hectic since coming here, kind of broke our rhythm."
"Umm..." Aurore placed her hands between her thighs, palms pressing against each other, feeling the heat of her womanhood radiating off her teenage mound.
"Yes?" Samuel asked arching an eyebrow.
"I'll do it on two conditions," Aurore said, trying to put strength into her words as those cobalt eyes of his stared at her.
"Which are?"
"One: I'd like to know what it's like to have someone... you know, taste me down there before... two: I want to know what's it's like to be bitten," Aurore said, her eyes falling on the tips of his fangs.
"I see," Samuel said plainly, looking towards the wall, rolling his tongue along the tip of his fang. Wondering if he could, hoping his blood-lust wouldn't take over the moment her virgin blood touched his tongue. "How would you like to do this?" he asked, looking over at Aurore. "The room Marie lent us or..."
"Here!" Aurore said, her hand latching onto Samuel's left arm. "Just..."
"Give you a minute to get ready," Samuel said with a coy smile.
"Please," Aurore whispered.
"Sure," Samuel nodded. Keeping his mirth contained as Aurore nearly leaped off her bed, snatching her robe from the hanger, before dashing out of her room. Placing his hands behind his back as he looked around Aurore's room. Trying to think of when the last time he had actually been in a teenage girl's room. It wasn't a long wait for Samuel as Aurore slipped into her room. Silently closing her door, his eyes running down the opening of her robe due to the loose knot in her belt. "Hey, relax, it's just us here," Samuel said sweetly, noticing how nervous she was as Aurore walked over to her bed. Catching a flash of her raven pubic hair as she crawled onto her bed. Watching Aurore pull her hair to the right exposing the left side of her neck as she tilted her head to the side. Her fingers pulled the edge of her robe down her shoulder allowing her left, 32C breast to be exposed to him.
"Please be gentle," Aurore said weakly, biting the inside of her check knowing how her body was practically displayed for him. Knowing if he wanted to, he could force himself on her, she wouldn't be able to fight him off if the legends about their supernatural strength were real. Peering out of her eyelashes as those fangs of his neared her neck. Releasing a soft whimper as they pierced her skin, gooseflesh raced across her skin as Samuel softly caressed her left breast. Biting her lip as Samuel's thumb teased her hard nipple. Her heart leaped to her throat as his hand moved down her stomach. Gasping loudly as she felt the touch of a man for the very first time. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her womb clenched in her unexpected orgasm. Her body shuddered as she felt his tongue running along the puncture wounds. Her chest heaved as her eyes saw a red haze drifting across Samuel's eyes.
"So... how would you like me to...?" Samuel asked, his eyes dipped low as her robe had opened more, drawing his gaze to her fine raven hair that disappeared as it sank below her thighs.
"Umm... I don't know," Aurore said blushing hard. "How would you like me?" she asked, glancing up as the knot became undone. Sucking in a breath as the fabric brushed against her right nipple as she pushed her robe from her shoulders. Aurore watched his reaction as she sat nude before him.
"The guys here sure don't know what they're missing," Samuel said in awe, as his eyes ran up and down her body.
"Thanks," Aurore said bashfully, brushing her hair behind her left ear. "But after the ceremony, would you still want to... have sex with me?" she asked quickly, looking down at the tops of her knees.
"Hey," Samuel said softly, lifting Aurore's chin so she could look at him. "You're a beautiful young woman, if you want to then yes. Yet I'm sure you have your eye on someone better looking than I am," he said, keeping his smirk hidden as Aurore shook her head. Falling backwards as Aurore launched herself at him. Her tongue darting into his mouth as her youthful breasts pressed into his chest. Feeling her tremble as his fingers danced down her spine before his hands came to rest on her ass cheeks. Listening to her sharp intake of breath as the pads on his fingers danced along her labia. Rolling her over on to her back, watching how cute and innocent she was as he loomed over her. Watching how her eyes darted down as Samuel drew a sigil just below her navel. Her fingers curled tightly around her comforter as his magic worked through her. His nostrils flared as he caught the faint scent of her arousal as he drew near to her paradise.
Feeling her muscles dance beneath his lips as Samuel kissed down her left inner thigh, then doing the same with her right. His eyes peered over her mound as he watched the rise and fall of her firm breasts. He was taking this slow so Aurore would grow used to being with him. To be touched in her most secretive of places; places she hasn't shared with anyone before. Samuel couldn't risk her being scared off, too much was at stake, and he wasn't about to allow what he had witnessed in that vision to ever come to fruition. He was never going to watch another one of his family members die on him, like he had to watch his mother waste away. His cobalt eyes shimmered in his magic as his tongue danced lightly along her labia. Listening to Aurore's soft moans as he gently blew on her sex. Smirking when her back arched, her mouth hung agape, her grip tightening as his tongue lifted her hood that hid her clit from view.
"Oh god!" Aurore's hand flew to her mouth as she screamed behind it as whatever spell he had used fired off. Causing her womb to send down a wave of her orgasmic juices. She never thought having someone eating her would feel so good, or was it because of what Samuel did? She wished she knew. Nevertheless, that didn't take away from how sublime it felt. Her hand instinctively reached down, running through Samuel's hair, pressing him lightly against her sex. Aurore was floating on a river of euphoria as Samuel's tongue teased her hymen, her body shuddered as it parted her hot, red, throbbing labia. "Oh god, yes!" Aurore squeaked as she came. Her eyes were distant, her hands moved on their own tugging on her nipples as Samuel's tongue continued to torment her. Now she understood why Marie and her own mother gave themselves to Samuel. Her body quaked one last time as Samuel gave her virgin mound one last lick before rising from between her legs. Her eyes fell on his chin noting how her juices coated his skin. Weakly lifting herself up, pulling her robe towards her, wiping his face clean.
"I hope I taste good," Aurore said shyly, covering her womanhood with her robe as she sat cross-legged before him. Her breasts bounced as she watched his tongue darting out licking the corner of his mouth.
"Well... you are definitely sweet," Samuel said, flashing Aurore a sincere smile.
"Thanks," Aurore said bowing her head. Wondering how she was going to see him again when they leave. "So... when is the ceremony?" she asked, her hands fidgeting under her robe.
"Tomorrow night," Samuel said matter-of-fact.
"So soon?!" Aurore asked, her nervousness rising once again. Only to have her heart settle as Samuel placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't know what it was about him, yet she felt secure, safe, around him.
"The threat to your family ends now," Samuel said, pushing himself off the bed.
"Oh?!" Aurore said, wondering if this side of him was what caused his own sister and aunt to fall for him. "I'll be ready," she said with determination. She wasn't about to hinder him or her family. She just hoped her mother and father would understand why she was giving her virginity to him.
"Well, you should get some sleep," Samuel said, as he headed for her door.
"What about you?" Aurore asked quickly.
"I don't sleep a whole lot these days," Samuel said, a tiny smirk graced his lips as he looked back at her as the door opened. Watching those excited eyes of hers as it inched closed as she gazed at his fangs.
"Sammy?" Joan's voice called out to him as he neared the foot of the staircase.
"Yes aunt..." Samuel's voice stilled as he stared up at Joan; she stood at the top of the stairs in a translucent teddy, her matching purple panties held his gaze as her lips curved into a seductive smile.
"I can't wait till morning," Joan said, placing her hands on the banisters on either side of her. "How about you come up and really pound your aunt?" she purred wiggling her eyebrows. Her eyes dipped low noting the bulge in his pants. Her tongue ran along her upper lip remembering how that cock of his felt deep inside of her once Wendy's spell had broken.
"Sure," Samuel replied, the palms of his hands glided along the polished wooden surface of the banister as he climb the stairs.
"Excellent choice nephew," Joan cooed, reaching out once he drew near, her fingers danced along his jaw as she pulled Samuel into her. Her arms draped along his shoulders; her lips teased his before her hunger forced her to taste her nephew's taunting lips. Her breasts pressed against his chest pancaking them out the sides of her chest as she delved into the bliss of that sensuous kiss. "Come," Joan said sweetly, her hands ran down his arms, taking hold of his hands guiding him to her room.
"God, they're disgusting!" Edna spat flicking a glob of semen from her finger as she tried to get it out of her hair.
"What's..." Samuel's voice stilled as his eyes fell on her as she sat on the floor with her back to the wall. Noticing how her naked body was spattered in cum.
"She needs to feed Samuel, she can't do that with Michael, Paul, and Eric now can she, at least not yet," Joan said, her hand ran down his arm sensing his displeasure. "You won't have to touch her Samuel, she's going to eat the creampie you're going to give your aunt," she said devilishly, pulling him towards her bed. Her tongue ran along her upper lip as she pushed Samuel backwards onto her bed. A purr rumbled in her chest as she watched his body bounce on the mattress. "You watching Edna?" Joan asked, not taking her eyes off her nephew. A smirk raising the corner of her mouth as Samuel crawled backwards to the head of her bed.
"Yes Joan," Edna sighed. Pulling her legs up to her chest, allowing her sore mound to be viewed for their pleasure as she rested her chin on her knees. Remembering when her wife used to look at her like that.
"Good, when I'm done you'll know how to really fuck a man, so you better be prepared to eat Samuel's cum out of my cunt," Joan said, lifting the teddy from her shoulders.
"Okay," Edna said weakly. Wondering if she'll ever get her body back. She hated how their cocks tasted; hated how her body came as they fucked her. Hated how she was used as nothing more than a cum rag. Her eyes flickered over to Samuel, watching how his magic coated him like a shroud as Joan crawled towards him. Her nails pressed into the palms of her hands as she watched Joan kiss along Samuel's bare chest. She knew she was going to have to get him to fuck her. It was the only real way for her to live. It was bad enough she had to allow those wannabe sex witches to touch her, yet she got nothing from it. Her father was too old to give her what she needed and surviving on semen that Joan fed her wasn't enough. She needed to tap the source if she hoped to change her current state. Sighing in her mind, she knew Hekatê wouldn't have it that easy to break her spell.
"My, Sammy, is this for me?" Biting the inside of her cheek as she watched her wife cooing at Samuel's stiff cock once she freed it from his pants. Taken aback as she felt tears forming in her eyes as Joan's lips sank down Samuel's cock.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Edna asked herself. Ever since she was turned into this, new waves of emotions had been bombarding her mind. Wrapping her arms tighter around her legs as she thought about what she had done to Kelly and what she did to her. "I deserve to be like this," she admitted to herself pressing her forehead against her knees. Knowing how violated she felt and in turn how Kelly must have felt. No wonder Samuel wanted to kill her. She couldn't blame him; she had done some very dark things. Wondering if this was also a punishment for all the things he had done to Wendy and Joan. Praying that Samuel never found out he had helped Norman. If he did she doubted there would be enough of her left to hold a funeral for.
"Now Samuel, I think it's time for you to fuck your aunt like you promised." Edna quickly glanced up as Joan was posed to impale herself on Samuel's rod. She couldn't help herself; her tears fell regardless if she wanted them to or not.
"Please don't do this Joan," Edna said, through sobs as the sides of her chest heaved. "Don't make me watch you fuck another man," she pleaded.
"Why do you care now?" Joan asked, looking over at her. Snapping her head over to Samuel as she felt his magic surge.
"Please... don't..." Edna huffed as her body was penned to the wall, her arms outstretched as Samuel's magic held her in place.
"Did my sister beg for you to stop? Did my sister plead with you not to Ra*e her?" Samuel asked coldly. "Oh, that's right, you used your magic to silence her screams, didn't you?!" Pure hate and malice showed on Samuel's face. Edna trembled in fear.
"At least don't fuck him on our bed Joan," Edna said, tears streaming down her face hating how these newfound emotions toyed with her mind.
"Oh? Not on the bed, huh?" Joan asked, her tongue flicked against her teeth as her eyes narrowed at her new sister. The nerve that Edna thought she had the right to tell her what to do after what she had done to Kelly. Her hand ran along Samuel's cock as she slid off the bed. Standing over Edna, placing her left hand on the wall above Edna's head, reaching back her right hand moving between her ass cheeks before inserting two of her fingers into her eager, hungry cunt. "Samuel get over here and fuck your horny aunt!" Joan growled, slapping her ass, smearing her skin in her hot sex. "You are going to sit there and watch as Samuel fucks me. You're going to watch as my pussy gets wetter and wetter as he plows that cock deep inside of me. Don't. You. Ever. Think. You. Can. Tell. Me. Who. I can or cannot fuck ever again! You lost that right when you raped our niece," she spat hatefully at Edna.
"Yes Joan," Edna sighed, hanging her head in defeat.
"Mmm, yes Samuel, rub that cock through those lips," Joan moaned, causing Edna to glance up, her eyes gazing at the crown of his rod as it rubbed along her wife's clit. "Yes Samuel, shove that cock deep into your aunt's pussy," she begged as she shook her ass at him. "Mmmhmm, that's it, right there, don't stopped," Joan pleaded as Samuel's cock surged through her folds.
Edna sat there watching as if she was possessed. Watching how her wife's juices steadily dripped out of her cunt as the minutes wore on. Something compelled her to inch closer, sticking out her tongue catching the magic infused juices on her tongue. Feeling the power that coursed through her as she swallowed it. However, when Samuel's cock slipped out of Joan's cunt, she couldn't help herself; her tongue ran along the back of his cock as it pressed against Joan's dancefloor. Cleaning the head of his rod, her eyes fluttered as she tasted Samuel's pre-cum. She had no idea the amount of magic that single drop contained until it exploded across her tongue. Before she knew it she was trying desperately to get his cock in her mouth, yet the tight space between Joan's legs kept her from swallowing his cock. Closing her eyes as Samuel slapped his cock across her face.
"Yeah you like sucking cock don't you, you dirty bitch?" Joan asked, peering down as Edna's head rocked on Samuel's pole. "That's a good bitch clean that cock so I can get it dirty again. She's had enough Samuel put it back in and keep fucking me!"
Edna pressed her face against Joan's dancefloor. Her tongue darting about eagerly waiting for Samuel to fill her mouth again with that delicious cock of his. She couldn't understand why she so desperately wanted to suck on that pole of his. The need to have it filling her mouth, to please it, as her tongue cleaned his soiled skin.
"If you're going to wag that tongue, then wag it against my clit while you wait to clean Samuel's cock again," Joan ordered, her nails scraped down the wall as she neared her orgasm. Magic swirled in her eyes as she felt the well of magic opening for her. Feeling how vastly different it was compared to when her husband used to open the connection. How pure the magic felt as it flooded her body. "I hope you aren't done Samuel," Joan said lustfully, peering over her shoulder her magic swirling in her pupils as she looked upon her nephew. "Because my pussy isn't remotely satisfied. But first, have that bitch clean that cock of my cream since she so hungrily wants it."
Edna was lost in a swirl of bliss as she slurped Samuel's cock clean. Feeling her hunger gradually subside as his lingering energies burned in her veins. Whining when his cock left her lips, only wanting to suck on it some more.
"Fuck Samuel! Yes fuck me hard!" Joan grunted as Samuel hammered his rod into her. Peering down noting how Edna's juices were freely dripping from her cunt as she knelt between her legs. "God, Samuel, your cock feels so good inside of me," she moaned as her legs shook. Her womb quivering as she felt another orgasm coming on. "Cum in me Samuel, let me feel how hot your spunk is when it fills my pussy," Joan begged. A whimper escaped her lips with every thrust of his hips. The moment she felt the first rope of his cum, it felt like her nerves were aflame as the arcane raced through her body. Never before had she felt so strong, so brimming with magic that she could remake the world with but a thought.
"Open up Edna, time for your meal," Joan said straddling Edna's face as she still knelt on her knees. "That's a good, obedient bitch." Spreading her labia, releasing her hold on Samuel's cum, she watched it flow into Edna's waiting mouth, using her hand to force Edna's face into her pussy telling her to scoop out the rest with her tongue. "Now doesn't Samuel's cum taste delicious?" Joan asked, once she eased off Edna's face.
"Y-yes." Edna's voice broke as she realized she wanted more. She wanted everything her nephew's cock could give her. Her eyes fluttered down as Samuel rested on their bed watching them. Scurrying over to him on hands and knees. Her quivering eyes peered up at him. "Sam... please, I know you're angry. I know I caused Kelly pain..." Peering behind her as Joan stood at her back.
