Part 07.4
"It's the only way to open the well and forge Lola's family into becoming like ours," Samuel said, plainly, turning his head as Kelly, his grandparents, and aunt... sneering as Edna joined them as well.
"I want to help Samuel," Edna said, weakly. Bowing her head, hiding from the hate she saw in his eyes. Wanting to show that she was indeed worthy of redemption. She just needed Samuel to give her time to show him that.
"She might be a deplorable human being, but she is still a powerful witch Samuel," Joan said, trying to ease her nephew's distaste for Edna. Knowing that he would have to overcome his discomfort with her if he wished to heed Hekatê's command.
"Fine," Samuel said, coldly. "You wouldn't happen to have two hanging incense burners along with Mastic, Dragon's blood, and Solomon's seal?" he asked, turning his attention to Marie who nodded, listening to the gasps all around him.
"Samuel, those are some very powerful incenses on their own in spells, are you sure it's wise to add all three together?" Carson asked, eyeing his grandson like he had grown a second and third head.
"Just what are you thinking?!" Martha asked, knowing how disastrous it could go if even a single amount was measured wrong.
"Relax Mom," Wendy said, speaking up for her son. "I know my son, he wouldn't have put all of this together just on a whim, isn't that right baby?" she asked, her small hand gently caressing Samuel's right cheek. A warm smile graced her lips as Samuel nodded.
"Then I want you to do the measuring," Charlotte said, poking Samuel in the chest. "I don't want any mistakes in this," quickly adding in a low whisper, "I don't want to lose you."
"Come show us what we need to do for tonight's ritual," Joan said, sweetly, reaching down taking hold of Samuel's right hand leading him and her family off the steps.
"Well, when Lola's family gets here, all the adults will be lined up here," Samuel instructed pointing to the sides of the grassy lane. "Each will be holding a single candle," turning to Aurore as she suddenly became the center of attention, "where you will start your journey from the steps of the house, once she passes the first two adults they will fall in behind her and so on," he said, rolling his hand. "Leading them up to here," Samuel said, as they rounded the corner of Marie's house, where he had planted the rune in the ground.
"Samuel? This area is a tad small don't you think?" Marie asked, knowing there wouldn't be much room for all of them.
"True it is, but I've got that covered," Samuel replied with a coy smirk.
"But the solarium is where..." The words died in Marie's throat as the altar he had remade materialized before them. "How?!" Marie asked, in a hushed whisper as Samuel's fingers ran along its surface.
"I willed it here. You can too," Samuel said, looking at her. "It will appear anywhere on the property if you want it to. Plus, I needed the space in the solarium for the children in Lola's family. While they can't partake in the spell, that doesn't mean they'll be excluded from it."
"What would you have us do?" Carson asked, his wife nodding along.
"I need you, grandma, Joan, and her," Samuel said, nodding to Edna, unable to speak her name. "To hold the magic circle once I cast it. You four combined should have enough power to hold it while the ritual is going on."
"And where do we need to be?" Edna asked, eager to prove that she wasn't like the man she once was.
"Joan, there," Samuel directed, pointing to his left twenty feet away from him. "Grandpa over there," mirroring Joan's position, "and you," his tone carried the hints of his indifference for Edna, "I want you at the southern point," he said, drawing a triangle on the altar showing them where they needed to be. "And grandma, I need you at the center, you'll be the anchor for the other three. You're good at manipulating energies," Samuel said, casting his grandmother a sly smirk as her hand covered her mouth. Something he had come to find out on his own while he browsed through the books in their library. "That way should either one of them begin to falter you can shore them up so the circle doesn't fail."
"What about us Sammy?" Kelly asked, arching an eyebrow thinking he had forgotten all about them.
"You two have the most important part," Samuel said, shooting his sister a warm smile.
"Which is?" Charlotte asked.
"You get to anoint Aurore and lead her to the altar, plus like I already told you," Samuel said, reaching over running his hand down Charlotte's right arm. "You two are my anchors, I will need your strength when I bring forth the well so I don't lose myself in it."
"Don't worry," Kelly said, glancing over at her aunt both nodding in agreement. "We'll pull you back should you lose your way."
"Sammy? What about me, I'm a witch too you know!" Wendy pouted.
"You're staying with the kiddies," Samuel said, his fingers tickling her stomach.
"But... I can help," Wendy pleaded.
"Not this time Mom," Samuel said sternly. He wasn't about to lose her again. He knew how reckless and dangerous this was going to be, and he didn't want her caught up in it should something go awry.
"But..." Moving to look her son in the eyes. "I can help Samuel," Wendy said, sternly. Using a tone that her son knew all too well from when he was growing up; before she was trapped in a toddler's body.
"She can help me," Martha said, speaking up, seeing how protective Samuel had become of her ever since he had found out about the whole thing to save her daughter's life.
"See? I can help," Wendy nodded in determination.
"Don't you push yourself too hard, alright?" Samuel sighed, resting his forehead against his mother's.
"I promise I won't," Wendy said, staring into her son's eyes.
"Samuel, what about my family?" Marie asked, her thighs pressing against the edge of the altar. "Should we not be here too to witness this event? Are we not to become a part of this same coven?"
"Yes," Samuel stated. Tilting his head at the display Marie was giving off. "If you thought I was excluding your family from this I apologize."
"Marie, what's going on?" Ines asked, walking up the grassy lane, once she had returned from overseeing their holdings. "How did the altar get out here?!" Staring, confused, at them, wondering why her daughter was part of the discussion.
"We're preparing for tonight's ritual," Marie said matter-of-factly.
"Ritual?! What ritual? Why weren't we informed of this?" Ines asked, incensed that she and the rest were being left out. Trying to keep her eyes off Samuel, seeing how good he looked with a child in his arms, it didn't matter if it was his own mother. It was the fact that Samuel seemed to step up to the responsibility of helping to raise her. Something her own husband had to be nagged into doing.
"We," Marie said, gesturing to Samuel. "Have just returned from Lola's home, where Samuel here offered her and her family to join us as one coven."
"But why?!" Ines asked, still confused by it all.
"Because Labo dies tonight," Samuel said, cutting in, the silence was deafening as they all stared at him. "Hence why I need the extra hands to protect you," his eyes shooting towards Ines, "and the rest of your family and mine should she have something planned upon her death. This way if something does go down while I'm out in the swamps dealing with her. I'll know you and the rest will have the strength to deal with whatever plan she has formed in that twisted little brain of hers."
"Then why is my daughter out here with you?" Ines asked, crossing her arms, tapping her foot waiting on an answer.
"Because he asked me to be a part of it Mom," Aurore said, bashfully.
"What do you mean a part of it?"
"I think this would be better spoken of inside," Marie said, taking charge. "Samuel I'll leave the preparations to you," nodding to him before she and Aurore went to fill in the rest of her family.
"Well, we have a lot of work to do and little time. I suggest we make the most of it," Carson said, clapping his hands together.
"Come Samuel, I'll show you where Marie keeps the spell components stored," Martha said, as he handed Wendy off to her granddaughter. Noticing how each one ventured off to prepare themselves for the night's event as she led Samuel back to the house. "This way," she said, over her shoulder as she descended the stairs that led to the basement. Normally, basements were never used in New Orleans given its high water table. Yet due to whomever had the forethought about enchanting it, it kept the basement nice and dry especially when the rain just poured for days. Which in turn made it an excellent choice for storing the more temperamental ingredients they used in their spell-work. A huge sucking gasp roared in his ears as Martha opened the heavy metal door that kept the Louisiana humidity out along with the overhead dehumidifier.
What Samuel saw as he crossed the threshold wasn't a dark, damp, hole in the ground with a clay floor. No. This was a sixty by one hundred foot concrete floor, with white and blue decorative tiles running as far as his eyes could see. Cedar paneling ran along the walls and the ceiling to keep the insects at bay. Rows of shelves; some made of all wooden dating back centuries, some made of metal to replace those that had fallen into disrepair. Rows of 1920's era light fixtures ran along the spaces between the shelves overhead. Peering over his shoulder as the metal door resounded as it closed.
"Marie keeps the incense in the far back," Martha said, wearing a smirk upon her lips. She wondered if her daughter and granddaughter would mind if she had a little taste of her grandson. "Here we are Samuel," she said, as they came to a stop in front of row upon row of incense stored in labeled jars and tins stacked on the shelves. Down at the far end of the row stood a mixing table that hadn't seen use in many moons. "I'm sure we can find the ones you're looking for," Martha said, a twinkle of mischievousness flared in her eyes as Samuel's eyes roamed the shelves for what he sought.
"Grandma!" Samuel gasped loudly as Martha reached around and grasped his manhood.
"Come now baby boy, did you honestly think I wouldn't want to try this out for myself, hmm?" Martha cooed into Samuel's ear. "Did you think only Charlotte and Kelly got to feel what this cock can do?" she asked, the sound of his zipper lowering thundered in the quiet of the room. "That they were the only ones who got to feel full on the magic we need to live? Your grandfather used to be able to provide for me, and the girls, when your dad grew ill. Yet that has changed, now my boy it falls to you to give me what I need," Martha purred as her hand wrapped around Samuel's cock. "You'll help your horny grandmother won't you? You'll let me feel as powerful as I was in my prime?" she asked, as she stroked his cock to life. Watching how Samuel's hands gripped the posts of the shelves as she teased the hard phallus in her hand. "See doesn't that feel good baby boy?"
"Fuck... grandma," Samuel said, biting his lip, his grip slowly crushing the metal post as his grandmother teased his cock like a pro.
"You'll fuck your grandmother's pussy with this hard cock won't you baby?" Martha whispered into his ear. Feeling Samuel's body trembling as she teased the underside of his crown. "You'll thrust this big, hard thing into my aching pussy won't you?"
"Yes..." Samuel's voice broke as his grandmother's nail played with the meatus of his head, feeling her nail sliding further in his pee hole as her hand worked his cock.
"You've always been a good, sweet boy to me," Martha said, her lips graced his cheek as she slowly inched her nail out of that small hole. Bringing her arm up along his chest, letting Samuel watch as she sucked his pre-cum off her finger. Turning around pushing her panties to her knees, lifting up her summer dress, presenting her ass to her grandson as she braced herself on one of the shelves. "Now get over here and stuff your cock in your granny's pussy," Martha growled as she lightly spanked her dancefloor.
The hour approached as car after car arrived at Marie's home. Squeals of laughter and joy echoed through the home as relatives got reacquainted with one another, all ignored the twenty foot golem that guarded Marie's home. Samuel watched as Charlotte, Kelly, and his mother, who was held in Kelly's arms, gathered around his grandmother. Watching how his grandmother fawned and blushed as they asked why she had a glow about her. Then even in a room full of people their eyes turned his body cold and made him wonder if it was wise to remain. Not that they were angry with him having sex with his own grandmother, it was the fact that he didn't invite them along. Taking a dry swallow as his sister mouth the words: "When you get back be prepared!" Why did those words frighten him more than going up against Labo did? Probably because his sister and aunt knew all his little weak points. Knew how to make him beg for more as his sister teased his rod with that masterful tongue of hers. Looking off to his left as the whispers quieted, the rustling of feet stopped, a hushed gasp echoed through the crowd as Aurore slowly walked down the stairs in a pearl white linen gown.
A ring of white lilies crowned her head, her raven hair held back so her beautiful face could be seen. Samuel could see how nervous she was as Marie's and Lola's families ringed her. Seeing her blushing hard as they praised how adorable and pretty she looked. Yet to Samuel's eyes he could see the men and the teenagers, both boys and a few girls, eyeing Aurore's gown as the light shined through it.
"Alright! Make a hole!" Kelly shouted as she and Charlotte forced themselves through the throng of people.
"This little lady needs to get ready," Charlotte stated, rubbing Aurore's back as they made their way towards the front door. Nodding to Samuel, silently telling him they would be ready in ten minutes.
"Hiya!" Christine's voice rang out causing everyone to look over at her as she stood in front of Samuel.
"Hello there! My don't you look all energetic tonight?" Samuel asked, smiling down at her.
"Mmmhmm," Christine hummed as she nodded. "Thank you!" she cried enthusiastically throwing her arms around Samuel's legs.
"You're very welcome," Samuel said, his hand gently brushing along her back of her head.
"Everyone!" Marie's and Lola's voices rang out in unison.
"You know where you need to be for the ritual, those of us not partaking in it follow Darrel to Marie's solarium where he'll keep an eye on the little ones while the ritual is being performed," Lola said, waving to the fifteen-year-old.
"Michael, Paul you two see to our children," Marie commanded. Glancing to her left as she watched her half-sister approaching Samuel.
"You better not hurt my daughter; you hear me?!" Ines growled in a protective motherly voice as she poked Samuel in the chest.
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Good, but please, be gentle on her," Ines said, her eyes quivering knowing how her daughter was giving up the one thing that could help save her family; and she couldn't be more proud of Aurore.
"You have my word," Samuel nodded before leaving them so he too could get ready for the ritual.
"Wait!" Ines called out as Samuel neared the door to his room.
"Yes..." Samuel had to brace himself as Ines threw herself into his arms. Listening to her moan as his hands instinctively went to her ass as he caught her.
"You best make it up to the mother of the daughter you are about to deflower," Ines purred. "I want to ride this cock of yours too," she cooed as her hand gently squeezed Samuel's manhood. "Remember that, when this is hilt deep inside my daughter." Swaying her ass seductively for Samuel as she left to go join the rest of her family.
"We're ready Sammy," Kelly said, once Samuel stepped out onto the porch in his robe.
"Good, they all know what to do?" Samuel asked, as he gazed out at the people he had come to save.
"Of course Samuel," Charlotte huffed, causing her taut peeks to bounce as she rolled her eyes. Only to feel her cheeks heat as he smiled at her.
"You know you're so cute when you do that," Samuel chuckled softly.
Charlotte was speechless as she brushed her hair behind her ear. Pleased that he still found her attractive after all the women here wanting a piece of him. Praying that once they returned home some semblance of a normal life with just her, Kelly, and Nimue would begin. She wanted her own time with her man... was that too much to ask for?!
"Okay, give me two minutes and bring her down, alright?"
"Sure, but I still don't see how you're going to fit everyone into that small space," Kelly said, trying not to dwell on how he hadn't called her cute, pretty, or hot in five hours' time.
"Oh, we're going on a little trip," Samuel said, with a sly grin as he ambled down the stairs.
The tips of Samuel's fingers pressed down on the stone surface of the altar as he leaned over it. Breathing in deeply and exhaling. Centering himself and his magic, knowing how taxing warping the planes of reality were going to be. Arcs of energy leapt off his back as his azure aura pulsated as he called forth the might of his magical being.
"Hic et nunc. Fiat enim motus non esset, aciem instruit, et accipere!" Samuel's voice thundered across the sky. Clouds billowed past; stars, the moon and the sun rose and sank rapidly as Samuel bent reality to his will. "Hic autem magia in hoc loco. Ubi omnium vitas. Cui debetur fides." Samuel's powers shook the ground as his will pulled them closer to the realm of magic. "Audi clamorem nostrum. Suscipe deprecationem nostram. Nam quaerere tuorum coram te!" Samuel's hands rose as he called out to the one they all served. His eyes watched as a red glowing magic circle lowered from the sky. The points of the triangle overlapping his aunt's, and grandfather's positions. While the center of that triangle engulfed Martha as she held his mother in her arms. As that circle touched the ground, the material realm crumbled away as twisted, eerie trees sprouted from the very ether. Red lightning arced overhead. Arcane magic swirled around him as he shared a nod with Joan and Carson. Then looking to his grandmother as she began the chant he had given her so they could take the burden of holding the circle in place.
"My love, My love."
"My fearless love."
Kelly and Charlotte began to sing as they led Aurore to the altar. Kelly's fingers drummed lightly on a drum tucked under her arm to give it more of a haunted feel. Plus they were overlaying their own spell so Samuel would return to them.
"I will not say goodbye."
"Sea may rise."
"Sky may fall."
"My love will never die."
The orange lights of the candles appeared through the branches of the trees as one family member after another merged into the procession.
"Go on, Go on."
"Go bravely on."
"Into the blackest night."
Samuel peered up at that black sky feeling her eyes upon them. Knowing that soon, all of this would come to an end. He for one was happy for it. He was tired of fighting. Tired of constantly facing death. He was looking forward to a nice, long, quiet life with his growing family. How little did Samuel Goodall know of what fate had in store for him.
"My heart, My heart."
"My drowning heart."
"Oh all the tears I've cried."
"Oh I may weep forevermore."
"My love will never die."
The drumbeats grew as they neared him. Relaxing his body, centering his mind for the next part of his task. Pulling forth the raw arcane magic that permeated the land around him to replenish the energy he had used twisting the fabric of reality. He needed to be at his peak if he was going to call forth the well. It would take all his might not to be burned to a crisp or lose his mind to its vastness.
"My love, My love."
"My fearless love."
"I will not say goodbye."
"Sea may rise."
"Sky may fall."
"My love will never die."
Kelly drummed as they sang out the last note, parting for Aurore to pass between them. Kelly handed the drum to Ines as she and Charlotte fell in behind Aurore. Approaching the altar, leading her to the middle of it. Kelly bent down, taking a hold on the chain of the hanging incense burner as the rest of them filed into the clearing, muttering a cleansing spell as she swung the burner side to side as Charlotte cut away Aurore's gown. Walking around the altar gently swaying the burner as she circled it three times. Watching Charlotte lift the crown of lilies from Aurore's head.
"I'm ready," Aurore said, yet her heart was racing, her palms were sweaty, her legs felt like rubber as her family's eyes stared at her. Drawing strength from her mother as she nodded that she could do this. "I am yours Herald, do with my body as you will," she said, turning around displaying her naked body to him as she held her arms out to the side.
"O antiqui bene. Sumat per hanc vocationem. Bus exeunt hac hora!" Samuel began to chant as he walked around the altar as his sister and aunt moved away to join the others bowing to him as they did. "Sumat per vocationem, quae est fons magicae in hoc mundo. Domina nostra attendit qui ministrat." His hands went to the belt of his robe. Slowly undoing the knot, feeling Aurore's eyes running down his naked body as he held out his hand to her. Gently giving it a reassuring squeeze as her hand slid into his. Easing her onto the surface of the altar, tenderly laying her down on her back. Feeling her gooseflesh racing across her skin as his hand trailed down the valley of her breasts.
Watching how she bit her lip as his fingers skimmed up her labia as she tried not to moan. "This will help with the pain," Samuel whispered, seeing her nod as he drew a sigil just above her trimmed landing strip of hair. He had to admit it looked good on her. Giving her clit a few gentle rubs to awaken her womanhood, seeing her fingers gripping the edge of the altar as he ran the head of his cock through her labia.
Aurore's body arched; her mouth frozen in a silent wail as she felt her hymen tear. Trying to keep from whimpering as Samuel inched deeper into her virginal mound. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt her folds welcoming and embracing his stout rod as he pushed deeper to the heart of her core. Her breathing grew as she felt him withdrawing only to have his hard cock advancing deeper with each thrust. Feeling her blood running over her anus and onto the altar. Feeling it hum underneath her as more of it gathered below her before dripping off the edge.
"Hic et nunc. Et aliquando est esse quod factum est. Semper autem plus facti sunt mec!" Samuel chanted placing his right hand on the center of Aurore's chest, bringing up his left hand, his palm facing Lola. A red bolt of arcane energy shot out striking Lola square in the chest before bursting out of her back to the next two behind her. Chaining those of her house to him as he remade their magical essence. Forever tying them to him and he to them.
"I want to help Samuel," Edna said, weakly. Bowing her head, hiding from the hate she saw in his eyes. Wanting to show that she was indeed worthy of redemption. She just needed Samuel to give her time to show him that.
"She might be a deplorable human being, but she is still a powerful witch Samuel," Joan said, trying to ease her nephew's distaste for Edna. Knowing that he would have to overcome his discomfort with her if he wished to heed Hekatê's command.
"Fine," Samuel said, coldly. "You wouldn't happen to have two hanging incense burners along with Mastic, Dragon's blood, and Solomon's seal?" he asked, turning his attention to Marie who nodded, listening to the gasps all around him.
"Samuel, those are some very powerful incenses on their own in spells, are you sure it's wise to add all three together?" Carson asked, eyeing his grandson like he had grown a second and third head.
"Just what are you thinking?!" Martha asked, knowing how disastrous it could go if even a single amount was measured wrong.
"Relax Mom," Wendy said, speaking up for her son. "I know my son, he wouldn't have put all of this together just on a whim, isn't that right baby?" she asked, her small hand gently caressing Samuel's right cheek. A warm smile graced her lips as Samuel nodded.
"Then I want you to do the measuring," Charlotte said, poking Samuel in the chest. "I don't want any mistakes in this," quickly adding in a low whisper, "I don't want to lose you."
"Come show us what we need to do for tonight's ritual," Joan said, sweetly, reaching down taking hold of Samuel's right hand leading him and her family off the steps.
"Well, when Lola's family gets here, all the adults will be lined up here," Samuel instructed pointing to the sides of the grassy lane. "Each will be holding a single candle," turning to Aurore as she suddenly became the center of attention, "where you will start your journey from the steps of the house, once she passes the first two adults they will fall in behind her and so on," he said, rolling his hand. "Leading them up to here," Samuel said, as they rounded the corner of Marie's house, where he had planted the rune in the ground.
"Samuel? This area is a tad small don't you think?" Marie asked, knowing there wouldn't be much room for all of them.
"True it is, but I've got that covered," Samuel replied with a coy smirk.
"But the solarium is where..." The words died in Marie's throat as the altar he had remade materialized before them. "How?!" Marie asked, in a hushed whisper as Samuel's fingers ran along its surface.
"I willed it here. You can too," Samuel said, looking at her. "It will appear anywhere on the property if you want it to. Plus, I needed the space in the solarium for the children in Lola's family. While they can't partake in the spell, that doesn't mean they'll be excluded from it."
"What would you have us do?" Carson asked, his wife nodding along.
"I need you, grandma, Joan, and her," Samuel said, nodding to Edna, unable to speak her name. "To hold the magic circle once I cast it. You four combined should have enough power to hold it while the ritual is going on."
"And where do we need to be?" Edna asked, eager to prove that she wasn't like the man she once was.
"Joan, there," Samuel directed, pointing to his left twenty feet away from him. "Grandpa over there," mirroring Joan's position, "and you," his tone carried the hints of his indifference for Edna, "I want you at the southern point," he said, drawing a triangle on the altar showing them where they needed to be. "And grandma, I need you at the center, you'll be the anchor for the other three. You're good at manipulating energies," Samuel said, casting his grandmother a sly smirk as her hand covered her mouth. Something he had come to find out on his own while he browsed through the books in their library. "That way should either one of them begin to falter you can shore them up so the circle doesn't fail."
"What about us Sammy?" Kelly asked, arching an eyebrow thinking he had forgotten all about them.
"You two have the most important part," Samuel said, shooting his sister a warm smile.
"Which is?" Charlotte asked.
"You get to anoint Aurore and lead her to the altar, plus like I already told you," Samuel said, reaching over running his hand down Charlotte's right arm. "You two are my anchors, I will need your strength when I bring forth the well so I don't lose myself in it."
"Don't worry," Kelly said, glancing over at her aunt both nodding in agreement. "We'll pull you back should you lose your way."
"Sammy? What about me, I'm a witch too you know!" Wendy pouted.
"You're staying with the kiddies," Samuel said, his fingers tickling her stomach.
"But... I can help," Wendy pleaded.
"Not this time Mom," Samuel said sternly. He wasn't about to lose her again. He knew how reckless and dangerous this was going to be, and he didn't want her caught up in it should something go awry.
"But..." Moving to look her son in the eyes. "I can help Samuel," Wendy said, sternly. Using a tone that her son knew all too well from when he was growing up; before she was trapped in a toddler's body.
"She can help me," Martha said, speaking up, seeing how protective Samuel had become of her ever since he had found out about the whole thing to save her daughter's life.
"See? I can help," Wendy nodded in determination.
"Don't you push yourself too hard, alright?" Samuel sighed, resting his forehead against his mother's.
"I promise I won't," Wendy said, staring into her son's eyes.
"Samuel, what about my family?" Marie asked, her thighs pressing against the edge of the altar. "Should we not be here too to witness this event? Are we not to become a part of this same coven?"
"Yes," Samuel stated. Tilting his head at the display Marie was giving off. "If you thought I was excluding your family from this I apologize."
"Marie, what's going on?" Ines asked, walking up the grassy lane, once she had returned from overseeing their holdings. "How did the altar get out here?!" Staring, confused, at them, wondering why her daughter was part of the discussion.
"We're preparing for tonight's ritual," Marie said matter-of-factly.
"Ritual?! What ritual? Why weren't we informed of this?" Ines asked, incensed that she and the rest were being left out. Trying to keep her eyes off Samuel, seeing how good he looked with a child in his arms, it didn't matter if it was his own mother. It was the fact that Samuel seemed to step up to the responsibility of helping to raise her. Something her own husband had to be nagged into doing.
"We," Marie said, gesturing to Samuel. "Have just returned from Lola's home, where Samuel here offered her and her family to join us as one coven."
"But why?!" Ines asked, still confused by it all.
"Because Labo dies tonight," Samuel said, cutting in, the silence was deafening as they all stared at him. "Hence why I need the extra hands to protect you," his eyes shooting towards Ines, "and the rest of your family and mine should she have something planned upon her death. This way if something does go down while I'm out in the swamps dealing with her. I'll know you and the rest will have the strength to deal with whatever plan she has formed in that twisted little brain of hers."
"Then why is my daughter out here with you?" Ines asked, crossing her arms, tapping her foot waiting on an answer.
"Because he asked me to be a part of it Mom," Aurore said, bashfully.
"What do you mean a part of it?"
"I think this would be better spoken of inside," Marie said, taking charge. "Samuel I'll leave the preparations to you," nodding to him before she and Aurore went to fill in the rest of her family.
"Well, we have a lot of work to do and little time. I suggest we make the most of it," Carson said, clapping his hands together.
"Come Samuel, I'll show you where Marie keeps the spell components stored," Martha said, as he handed Wendy off to her granddaughter. Noticing how each one ventured off to prepare themselves for the night's event as she led Samuel back to the house. "This way," she said, over her shoulder as she descended the stairs that led to the basement. Normally, basements were never used in New Orleans given its high water table. Yet due to whomever had the forethought about enchanting it, it kept the basement nice and dry especially when the rain just poured for days. Which in turn made it an excellent choice for storing the more temperamental ingredients they used in their spell-work. A huge sucking gasp roared in his ears as Martha opened the heavy metal door that kept the Louisiana humidity out along with the overhead dehumidifier.
What Samuel saw as he crossed the threshold wasn't a dark, damp, hole in the ground with a clay floor. No. This was a sixty by one hundred foot concrete floor, with white and blue decorative tiles running as far as his eyes could see. Cedar paneling ran along the walls and the ceiling to keep the insects at bay. Rows of shelves; some made of all wooden dating back centuries, some made of metal to replace those that had fallen into disrepair. Rows of 1920's era light fixtures ran along the spaces between the shelves overhead. Peering over his shoulder as the metal door resounded as it closed.
"Marie keeps the incense in the far back," Martha said, wearing a smirk upon her lips. She wondered if her daughter and granddaughter would mind if she had a little taste of her grandson. "Here we are Samuel," she said, as they came to a stop in front of row upon row of incense stored in labeled jars and tins stacked on the shelves. Down at the far end of the row stood a mixing table that hadn't seen use in many moons. "I'm sure we can find the ones you're looking for," Martha said, a twinkle of mischievousness flared in her eyes as Samuel's eyes roamed the shelves for what he sought.
"Grandma!" Samuel gasped loudly as Martha reached around and grasped his manhood.
"Come now baby boy, did you honestly think I wouldn't want to try this out for myself, hmm?" Martha cooed into Samuel's ear. "Did you think only Charlotte and Kelly got to feel what this cock can do?" she asked, the sound of his zipper lowering thundered in the quiet of the room. "That they were the only ones who got to feel full on the magic we need to live? Your grandfather used to be able to provide for me, and the girls, when your dad grew ill. Yet that has changed, now my boy it falls to you to give me what I need," Martha purred as her hand wrapped around Samuel's cock. "You'll help your horny grandmother won't you? You'll let me feel as powerful as I was in my prime?" she asked, as she stroked his cock to life. Watching how Samuel's hands gripped the posts of the shelves as she teased the hard phallus in her hand. "See doesn't that feel good baby boy?"
"Fuck... grandma," Samuel said, biting his lip, his grip slowly crushing the metal post as his grandmother teased his cock like a pro.
"You'll fuck your grandmother's pussy with this hard cock won't you baby?" Martha whispered into his ear. Feeling Samuel's body trembling as she teased the underside of his crown. "You'll thrust this big, hard thing into my aching pussy won't you?"
"Yes..." Samuel's voice broke as his grandmother's nail played with the meatus of his head, feeling her nail sliding further in his pee hole as her hand worked his cock.
"You've always been a good, sweet boy to me," Martha said, her lips graced his cheek as she slowly inched her nail out of that small hole. Bringing her arm up along his chest, letting Samuel watch as she sucked his pre-cum off her finger. Turning around pushing her panties to her knees, lifting up her summer dress, presenting her ass to her grandson as she braced herself on one of the shelves. "Now get over here and stuff your cock in your granny's pussy," Martha growled as she lightly spanked her dancefloor.
The hour approached as car after car arrived at Marie's home. Squeals of laughter and joy echoed through the home as relatives got reacquainted with one another, all ignored the twenty foot golem that guarded Marie's home. Samuel watched as Charlotte, Kelly, and his mother, who was held in Kelly's arms, gathered around his grandmother. Watching how his grandmother fawned and blushed as they asked why she had a glow about her. Then even in a room full of people their eyes turned his body cold and made him wonder if it was wise to remain. Not that they were angry with him having sex with his own grandmother, it was the fact that he didn't invite them along. Taking a dry swallow as his sister mouth the words: "When you get back be prepared!" Why did those words frighten him more than going up against Labo did? Probably because his sister and aunt knew all his little weak points. Knew how to make him beg for more as his sister teased his rod with that masterful tongue of hers. Looking off to his left as the whispers quieted, the rustling of feet stopped, a hushed gasp echoed through the crowd as Aurore slowly walked down the stairs in a pearl white linen gown.
A ring of white lilies crowned her head, her raven hair held back so her beautiful face could be seen. Samuel could see how nervous she was as Marie's and Lola's families ringed her. Seeing her blushing hard as they praised how adorable and pretty she looked. Yet to Samuel's eyes he could see the men and the teenagers, both boys and a few girls, eyeing Aurore's gown as the light shined through it.
"Alright! Make a hole!" Kelly shouted as she and Charlotte forced themselves through the throng of people.
"This little lady needs to get ready," Charlotte stated, rubbing Aurore's back as they made their way towards the front door. Nodding to Samuel, silently telling him they would be ready in ten minutes.
"Hiya!" Christine's voice rang out causing everyone to look over at her as she stood in front of Samuel.
"Hello there! My don't you look all energetic tonight?" Samuel asked, smiling down at her.
"Mmmhmm," Christine hummed as she nodded. "Thank you!" she cried enthusiastically throwing her arms around Samuel's legs.
"You're very welcome," Samuel said, his hand gently brushing along her back of her head.
"Everyone!" Marie's and Lola's voices rang out in unison.
"You know where you need to be for the ritual, those of us not partaking in it follow Darrel to Marie's solarium where he'll keep an eye on the little ones while the ritual is being performed," Lola said, waving to the fifteen-year-old.
"Michael, Paul you two see to our children," Marie commanded. Glancing to her left as she watched her half-sister approaching Samuel.
"You better not hurt my daughter; you hear me?!" Ines growled in a protective motherly voice as she poked Samuel in the chest.
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Good, but please, be gentle on her," Ines said, her eyes quivering knowing how her daughter was giving up the one thing that could help save her family; and she couldn't be more proud of Aurore.
"You have my word," Samuel nodded before leaving them so he too could get ready for the ritual.
"Wait!" Ines called out as Samuel neared the door to his room.
"Yes..." Samuel had to brace himself as Ines threw herself into his arms. Listening to her moan as his hands instinctively went to her ass as he caught her.
"You best make it up to the mother of the daughter you are about to deflower," Ines purred. "I want to ride this cock of yours too," she cooed as her hand gently squeezed Samuel's manhood. "Remember that, when this is hilt deep inside my daughter." Swaying her ass seductively for Samuel as she left to go join the rest of her family.
"We're ready Sammy," Kelly said, once Samuel stepped out onto the porch in his robe.
"Good, they all know what to do?" Samuel asked, as he gazed out at the people he had come to save.
"Of course Samuel," Charlotte huffed, causing her taut peeks to bounce as she rolled her eyes. Only to feel her cheeks heat as he smiled at her.
"You know you're so cute when you do that," Samuel chuckled softly.
Charlotte was speechless as she brushed her hair behind her ear. Pleased that he still found her attractive after all the women here wanting a piece of him. Praying that once they returned home some semblance of a normal life with just her, Kelly, and Nimue would begin. She wanted her own time with her man... was that too much to ask for?!
"Okay, give me two minutes and bring her down, alright?"
"Sure, but I still don't see how you're going to fit everyone into that small space," Kelly said, trying not to dwell on how he hadn't called her cute, pretty, or hot in five hours' time.
"Oh, we're going on a little trip," Samuel said, with a sly grin as he ambled down the stairs.
The tips of Samuel's fingers pressed down on the stone surface of the altar as he leaned over it. Breathing in deeply and exhaling. Centering himself and his magic, knowing how taxing warping the planes of reality were going to be. Arcs of energy leapt off his back as his azure aura pulsated as he called forth the might of his magical being.
"Hic et nunc. Fiat enim motus non esset, aciem instruit, et accipere!" Samuel's voice thundered across the sky. Clouds billowed past; stars, the moon and the sun rose and sank rapidly as Samuel bent reality to his will. "Hic autem magia in hoc loco. Ubi omnium vitas. Cui debetur fides." Samuel's powers shook the ground as his will pulled them closer to the realm of magic. "Audi clamorem nostrum. Suscipe deprecationem nostram. Nam quaerere tuorum coram te!" Samuel's hands rose as he called out to the one they all served. His eyes watched as a red glowing magic circle lowered from the sky. The points of the triangle overlapping his aunt's, and grandfather's positions. While the center of that triangle engulfed Martha as she held his mother in her arms. As that circle touched the ground, the material realm crumbled away as twisted, eerie trees sprouted from the very ether. Red lightning arced overhead. Arcane magic swirled around him as he shared a nod with Joan and Carson. Then looking to his grandmother as she began the chant he had given her so they could take the burden of holding the circle in place.
"My love, My love."
"My fearless love."
Kelly and Charlotte began to sing as they led Aurore to the altar. Kelly's fingers drummed lightly on a drum tucked under her arm to give it more of a haunted feel. Plus they were overlaying their own spell so Samuel would return to them.
"I will not say goodbye."
"Sea may rise."
"Sky may fall."
"My love will never die."
The orange lights of the candles appeared through the branches of the trees as one family member after another merged into the procession.
"Go on, Go on."
"Go bravely on."
"Into the blackest night."
Samuel peered up at that black sky feeling her eyes upon them. Knowing that soon, all of this would come to an end. He for one was happy for it. He was tired of fighting. Tired of constantly facing death. He was looking forward to a nice, long, quiet life with his growing family. How little did Samuel Goodall know of what fate had in store for him.
"My heart, My heart."
"My drowning heart."
"Oh all the tears I've cried."
"Oh I may weep forevermore."
"My love will never die."
The drumbeats grew as they neared him. Relaxing his body, centering his mind for the next part of his task. Pulling forth the raw arcane magic that permeated the land around him to replenish the energy he had used twisting the fabric of reality. He needed to be at his peak if he was going to call forth the well. It would take all his might not to be burned to a crisp or lose his mind to its vastness.
"My love, My love."
"My fearless love."
"I will not say goodbye."
"Sea may rise."
"Sky may fall."
"My love will never die."
Kelly drummed as they sang out the last note, parting for Aurore to pass between them. Kelly handed the drum to Ines as she and Charlotte fell in behind Aurore. Approaching the altar, leading her to the middle of it. Kelly bent down, taking a hold on the chain of the hanging incense burner as the rest of them filed into the clearing, muttering a cleansing spell as she swung the burner side to side as Charlotte cut away Aurore's gown. Walking around the altar gently swaying the burner as she circled it three times. Watching Charlotte lift the crown of lilies from Aurore's head.
"I'm ready," Aurore said, yet her heart was racing, her palms were sweaty, her legs felt like rubber as her family's eyes stared at her. Drawing strength from her mother as she nodded that she could do this. "I am yours Herald, do with my body as you will," she said, turning around displaying her naked body to him as she held her arms out to the side.
"O antiqui bene. Sumat per hanc vocationem. Bus exeunt hac hora!" Samuel began to chant as he walked around the altar as his sister and aunt moved away to join the others bowing to him as they did. "Sumat per vocationem, quae est fons magicae in hoc mundo. Domina nostra attendit qui ministrat." His hands went to the belt of his robe. Slowly undoing the knot, feeling Aurore's eyes running down his naked body as he held out his hand to her. Gently giving it a reassuring squeeze as her hand slid into his. Easing her onto the surface of the altar, tenderly laying her down on her back. Feeling her gooseflesh racing across her skin as his hand trailed down the valley of her breasts.
Watching how she bit her lip as his fingers skimmed up her labia as she tried not to moan. "This will help with the pain," Samuel whispered, seeing her nod as he drew a sigil just above her trimmed landing strip of hair. He had to admit it looked good on her. Giving her clit a few gentle rubs to awaken her womanhood, seeing her fingers gripping the edge of the altar as he ran the head of his cock through her labia.
Aurore's body arched; her mouth frozen in a silent wail as she felt her hymen tear. Trying to keep from whimpering as Samuel inched deeper into her virginal mound. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt her folds welcoming and embracing his stout rod as he pushed deeper to the heart of her core. Her breathing grew as she felt him withdrawing only to have his hard cock advancing deeper with each thrust. Feeling her blood running over her anus and onto the altar. Feeling it hum underneath her as more of it gathered below her before dripping off the edge.
"Hic et nunc. Et aliquando est esse quod factum est. Semper autem plus facti sunt mec!" Samuel chanted placing his right hand on the center of Aurore's chest, bringing up his left hand, his palm facing Lola. A red bolt of arcane energy shot out striking Lola square in the chest before bursting out of her back to the next two behind her. Chaining those of her house to him as he remade their magical essence. Forever tying them to him and he to them.
