Part 08.2
"Better?" Ambrose asked, casting him a warm smile.
"Getting there," Samuel said, offhandedly.
"Well, I'm sure once you're home your family can help with that," Ambrose said, with a coy smirk. "I wonder how your family deals with you being this..." Allowing her innuendo to hang in the air as her voice trailed off.
"Mother." Pandora's voice was cold and hard. A chill crept up Samuel's spine at the look in her eyes.
"What? Is there a problem with me growing close to the man Nimue is to be wed to?" Ambrose asked, shooting her daughter a look.
"Come dear," Aarrin said, drawing his wife away from Samuel. He didn't need the two of them fighting in front of Samuel.
"But... I'm not done asking my questions."
"There will be plenty of time for that later," Aarrin said, pulling his wife along.
"Don't forget Samuel about the private party." Ambrose's voice faded as Aarrin led her out of the swamp.
"Now..." Pandora sauntered up to Samuel as the others of her house began to head to their cars since their task was completed. "How about we head back, and I'll show this," she purred, her hand slowly rubbed his manhood. "Just how much I'm going to miss it and you," Pandora whispered, her lips gently plucked at his before giving into the burning desire that smoldered in her chest.
"O-o-okay," Samuel stuttered as their lips parted.
"Good answer," Pandora cooed as her blue eyes flared in her want. Her hand reached down, softly squeezing his as she led him back to the car. Nodding to Amalia as she stood beside the sedan. Seeing the color in Amalia's cheeks foretelling of how well she fed. Her hands ran along Samuel's shoulders as he climbed into the back of the car.
Samuel felt his phone vibrating in his pocket as Amalia made a three-point turn. "Sammy! Is everything okay?! We felt the upsurge... and your golem went crazy as zombies tried to get onto the property." Kelly texted sending over the photos of the dead body parts strewn out along the street in front of Marie's house. "I have to tell you brother, everyone here, including me, are a little afraid, and in awe, of that thing."
"Well, you shouldn't be, unless you're a threat to her house," Samuel sent back teasing his sister.
"Very funny Samuel." Kelly texted back sending a photo of her unamused face. "Tell me is it done, is that woman dead?"
"Yes Kelly, tell Marie she doesn't have to worry about Labo and her ilk any longer."
"Good. Now come home soon, and crawl into your sister's arms." Sending Samuel, a picture of her laying on the bed wearing a light pink camisole top, smiling lovingly into the camera. "Now that everything is coming to an end, maybe... maybe, we can live a quiet life just the four of us."
"Let's hope," Samuel agreed. He for one was eager to fade into the background and forget the world around him. Focus back on his life before Hekatê put him on this path. To have the only thing to worry about is if he was going to pass the midterm exam and not the life altering battles he had fought since coming into his magic. However, as much as he wanted to think his life would return to somewhat of a normalcy. That stone plagued his mind. Something about it just wouldn't let go of him, not that it didn't belong - which it didn't - but something more that tied into something far larger than he could even comprehend. Yet a nagging feeling poked at his grey matter that something big was brewing, something that would take him far away.
"Mmm... I've been waiting for this," Pandora purred hungrily as she pushed her bedroom door closed with the heel of her foot as the smacking of her lips filled her room. Her hands snaked their way under the hem of his shirt. Running up his chest, enjoying the feel of the heat of his skin on the pads of her fingers. Her eyes glanced to the left at the one-way screen modeled after the screens in the confessional booths in catholic churches. Wondering if her sister was naked behind it and touching herself. She had only gotten the thing once Nimue asked her to teach her how to please Samuel. A task she might add was very enjoyable to her. So, she didn't scoff at shelling out the few hundred dollars for the item.
"That's new," Samuel said, once Pandora gave him time to gather his breath.
"Oh, that old thing," Pandora said, offhandedly. "Its been sitting in the attic for some time. Now do you want to discuss my room décor, or do you want my lips wrapped around something," she asked, her fingers making quick work of his belt. The slapping of the leather filled her room as she quickly pulled it through the belt loops of his jeans. Tossing it to the side, the metal buckle landed in a ping on her floor. Her blue eyes taunting him to say that he didn't wish to feel his cock gliding through her mouth. To feel her tongue running along his stiff rod.
"The second one," Samuel stated unaware that Nimue was watching from behind the screen.
Her silver eyes watched as Samuel kicked off his shoes, her sister's hands worked quickly to remove the obstacle that hindered her. Biting lightly on her lower lip as her gaze ran along the length of his cock. Feeling her mouth water, her mound throbbing as she imagined how it would feel if it was her as her sister's lips neared that mushroom top. Her pale hand ran down her chest, along her 32B breast, her muscles trembling as she playfully teased that pale white bud. Taking everything in as her sister's head rocked, her hands resting on his hips as she pleasured her future husband with her mouth. All so when the time came she wouldn't be fumbling around when it was her turn to be the one that brought pleasure to him.
How she wanted to moan as her fingers ran up her labia. Wanted to whimper in bliss as they rolled along her clit, yet she had to remain quiet. Had to keep her presence unknown to Samuel. Not that she didn't think he would mind her being there, it was that if she was out there with them that she would succumb to the feelings that had been brewing within her. That was something that she couldn't allow. That would endanger the task her goddess had set her out on.
"Would he taste me like that?" Nimue asked herself, as she tilted her head as her sister squealed in bliss as Samuel was between her legs. Watching how her sister's back arched, the way her chest heaved, how her fangs gleamed in the light as Pandora's mouth was shaped in an 'O' as her silent wail hung in her throat. To her heightened hearing, Nimue heard the strain the sheets were under from her sister's grip.
"Mmmhmm. Right there Samuel! Right. Fucking. There!" Nimue watched her sister's breasts jiggled and bounced as she came. Noting how Samuel's hand ran up Pandora's flat stomach. Arching an eyebrow at how her sister whimpered, the way her hand moved through his hair as she turned her head to look at her. Feeling her cheeks blush as Pandora blew her a kiss. She wondered what her order would think of her if they knew how wet watching them was making her. How she wanted to slip her fingers into her tight mound. To coat them in her sweet nectar, yet she couldn't, no matter how much she was tempted to. "That's it Samuel taste my pussy, get it etched into your memory, so you never forget," Pandora moaned.
Nimue wondered how her sister would take what Samuel had told her about the doorway he was going to construct. That when her duties allowed she would be by his side. Wandering the streets of his hometown, her body gliding against his as they made love in his bed. The sweet embraces they would share beneath the full moon as the waves crashed against the shore.
Rubbing her fingers together, the light sheen of her juices glistened along her pale fingertips. Her body shuddered as her tongue ran through her sweet essence imagining it was Samuel's tongue running through her moist labia. Her grip tightened on the armrests of her chair; her thighs rubbed together as her mind brought her to the edge of her orgasm. Fondling her breasts, tilting her head back, her silver eyes quivered as her body succumbed to the bliss of her daydream.
"Mmm... I don't what it is about you Samuel." Nimue's eyes peered through her eyelashes seeing her sister posed over Samuel's cock. Feeling her cheeks heat as Pandora tapped her nose, silently telling her he could smell her sex. Her ears perked at the sound of Pandora running the head of his cock through her satisfied lips. Pandora's blue eyes teasingly taunted her knowing how much she wished it was her on that bed and not her sister. "But I just can't get enough of this." Pandora stared right at her as she sank down on Samuel's pole. "You like watching my ass bounce don't you Samuel?" Biting the inside of her cheek knowing her sister was doing it to torment her. "I'll take those hands gripping my ass as a yes." Pandora's giggle filled the room as Nimue watched on as her sister bounced, glided, rolled her hips as she coated that cock in her hot cream.
Nimue felt how her own peach was leaking like mad as she watched as the hour progressed. From Samuel taking her sister from behind, to missionary, to other forms she had no idea what their names were. She hoped that in time she would come to learn them with his help of course. Nimue watched with sultry eyes as that hot seed shot out painting her sister's ass.
"Sammy! You were meant to coat my boobs!" Pandora pouted all the while reaching behind her gathering up his gift. "It's too bad you can't spend the night; I'd love to get you alone in my coffin." Nimue heard her sister say as she was cuddled close to Samuel as they rested from their love making. "I'm sure Nimue would enjoy the feel of you next to her as she sleeps during the day. She does have a very comfortable coffin; you should try it some time." Nimue felt her cheeks rapidly heat at her sister's words. Never... never has she ever taken a man into her coffin. Yet the thought of laying face to face, feeling his body lightly pressing against hers, their fingers interweaved with one another's as the sun sent them into their rest got her heart racing. She wondered if she could store a coffin at his home just so she could experience that feeling.
"Now..." Nimue watched how her sister's breasts dragged along Samuel's chest as Pandora leaned over him. "You best get home and take care of that sister of yours, because if she doesn't want to take care of you..." Pandora's hand ran down Samuel's chest watching her sister's hand caressing his manhood. "I'll be more than happy to take her place and give this all the attention it needs." Nimue heard her sister's rumbling purr before Pandora passionately kissed Samuel.
"You better come say goodbye to me before you leave for home," Pandora said, batting her eyelashes at him as Samuel's shirt slid down his chest.
"Oh, I figured you'd come hunt me down if I did that," Samuel said, smirking down at her.
"True, I would. Especially if I had to come to your college," Pandora said, shooting him her own smirk as her hands ran up his chest as she knelt on her knees before him. "I wonder how all those boys would react seeing this hot older woman whisking you off to do some very naughty things," she said, pressing her chest into his. Her blue eyes dazzling at how her body hummed. She definitely was going to miss him. "I'll phone Amalia tell her it's time," Pandora said, getting one last kiss in.
Her smooth legs slid along the comforter as her door closed. Hips swayed; her breasts bounced as she neared the screen. A sinful smirk graced her lush lips as she stared down at the state her sister was in. "Well Nimue, did you enjoy your lesson?" Pandora asked, seeing her glazed over eyes.
"Mmmhmm," Nimue nodded.
"Sammy!" Wendy squealed in joy at the sight of her son as he walked through the door. Her tiny arms and legs propelled her along the bed. "Oh baby! I was so worried!" she said, in a motherly voice as she wrapped her arms around his neck as Samuel held her.
"Everything is fine Mom," Samuel said, rubbing her back.
"Is it?! Is it really?" Wendy asked, looking into her son's eyes.
"Yes Samuel," Charlotte said, the sheet slid down her alluring body as she sat up. "Is your task done here?"
"Almost, but nothing too life threatening," Samuel said, not telling them about the stone in that clearing. He still couldn't figure out why it was there in the first place, and he doubted he could find an answer in her library. Nothing in the journal of the former Heralds ever mentioned anything like that and it unnerved him. Anything and everything that pertained to magic was written down in leather bound books.
"Why is it I get the feeling you aren't telling us everything?" Kelly asked, shooting her brother a look as she crossed her arms. "But come we can discuss that in the morning," she said, patting the bed.
"Mmm... yes, these so need to be pressed against you," Charlotte teased as she cradled her breasts.
"And your face needs my kisses," Wendy giggled planting big wet kisses on his cheeks.
"A few more days," Kelly sighed as she snuggled up to her brother. "A few more days until I can finally have you to myself," she said, brushing her cheek against his chest.
"Not if I beat you to it first Kelly," Charlotte said, taunting her niece with a coy smile.
"Hey! I'm right here you know!" Wendy huffed as she sat on her son's chest.
"We know, but you aren't old enough to enjoy Sammy," Charlotte said, teasing her sister. Lightly chuckling at her sister's 'Hmpf!' as she crossed her arms and turned her head.
"It's too late for this," Kelly yawned, lifting Samuel's arm, and wrapping it around her. Drawing strength and comfort as she sank into the warmth of his body.
"Yes, I have to agree, I need my beauty sleep," Charlotte said, her silky thigh slid along Samuel's as she snuggled closer to him.
"Sammy...?" Wendy began to say, her cheeks heating as her bashfulness rose.
"What is it Mom?"
"When I'm older..." The tips if her index fingers tapped against each other as she bowed her head. Glancing up as Samuel's hands took hold of hers. Her thumb brushed along the back of his hand, knowing how it was him whose hands once felt so small in hers. "Will... will you be my first?" Wendy asked, her skin heated as those cobalt eyes gazed inquisitively at her. "And when I'm eighteen again, that you turn me, I don't want to lose you ever again," she said, her lip trembling remembering the time he had spent at her bed side. How it tore at her heart as her body withered away and he was forced to watch as she lost the battle. "You'll do that for me won't you Sammy?" Wendy asked, hugging his chest tightly.
"Sure Mom," Samuel said, offhandedly. "That is if I'm still here," he said to himself. That stone was too much of an enigma to allow his mind to think about the future.
"Mmm... good, I can't wait," Wendy sighed as she hugged her son's chest tightly, her body succumbing to the late hour. She was out the moment her head touched her son's chest.
Morning rose and so did the covers that hid his body. Her green eyes stared down at her bother as she hovered over him. Her sandy-blonde hair teased the mattress below her as she watched her brother slumber. Her fingertips lightly brushed along his face; a loving smile rose along her lips knowing this was how it was always meant to be. Her nipples teased his chest as she gazed down his body. Softly biting her lip as she felt something growing between her legs. This too was how it was meant to be. Her hand danced down her brother's chest, loving the feel of his warmth beneath her as it neared that hard root. Gently rubbing her mound along his stout rod, marking it as hers now and evermore.
A soft gasp floated past her lips as Kelly ran the crown of his rod through her hungry labia. They have been deprived of the feel of her brother for far too long and she meant to rectify that. Her nails scraped down the sheet as she lowered herself down his length. Her muscles trembled as his pole sat so perfectly within her hot canal. Squeezing her folds to arouse her brother from his slumber. Her thumb brushed along his lower lip as those cobalt eyes peered out through his eyelashes. Gooseflesh raced across her skin as the pads of his fingers danced up and down her spine as she leaned forward. Her hips rocked; her tongue rolled within Samuel's mouth. Her eye twitched as it was pierced by his left fang. Her eyes went wide as Samuel sucked on her tongue. Seeing how her magic-infused blood strengthened his body as Samuel sucked on her tongue. Kelly felt her core quivering, her canal tightening its hold on his cock as her body shuddered beneath his touch.
"Mmm," Kelly hummed, "that's it Sammy, fuck me, fuck the woman you love," she purred hungrily. Gliding along his shaft, breathing heavily into his mouth as she neared her peak. Her eyes rolled back into her head; her mouth hung agape as Samuel thrust hard into her. Filling her body with such pure magic that made her believe she could reorder the universe. "No more messing around baby bro," Kelly growled in a wanton purr. Pushing herself up, her nails dancing down his chest as she sat posed over him. Rolling her hips, a predatory smile graced her lips as she stared down at Samuel. Her left hand covered her stomach knowing that her, Samuel, and their child were connected as one. "Oh Sammy!" she moaned to the ceiling as she tilted her head back. Listening to the sound of her sex that only her brother could truly bring about.
"So..." Her voice stilled as she was about to apologize for the abrupt squirt of breastmilk only to watch as Samuel's head moved so fast all she heard was the droplets striking the pillow beneath him. "Now if you can move that fast, why haven't you..." Kelly sucked in a huge breath as Samuel sent his cock upwards. Gliding through her folds at inhuman speeds, "Samuel!" Kelly screamed out filling Marie's house in the sounds of her epic orgasm. If she wasn't already kneeling she wouldn't have the strength to stand, much less move around. With shaky hands pushing herself up, staring mystified at how much of her nectar gushed out once his cock left her cunt.
"Where have you been hiding this, hmm?" Kelly asked, in a teasing manner. "Oh no, we aren't done Samuel," she said, in a commanding tone. Taking hold of the base of his cock so Samuel couldn't move. Not that she would ever harm her brother, she just hadn't had enough of Samuel's cock. Whimpering as she bit her lip as his cock danced along her sensitive labia before that hard rod slid back were it belongs. "You've been running around this town fucking everyone, and not paying attention to your sister," Kelly pouted as she slowly rocked. "You can't leave me all alone anymore. We're going to need you now more than ever," she said, placing his hand on her stomach. Knowing she and Charlotte couldn't be turned until they gave birth and once their babies got off of their breastmilk. However, that was a long way off, and she wasn't about to be out of his life like the two years he had distanced himself from her. Never again were they ever going to be separated, she was going to see to that.
"Fuck Kelly," Samuel grunted as his sister's pussy gripped him like a vice.
"What? Don't tell me you don't like it," falling forward, her hands pressed down on the mattress on either side of his head. "I'm sure this new body of yours can take it, or are you saying you don't like when your sister gets a little rough?" Kelly asked, with a coy smirk as she stared into Samuel's eyes. "You did make my pussy all nice and wet, didn't you brother?" she asked, slamming down to the base of his branch. She had no doubt that new hearing of his had no trouble listening to how wet he had made her cunt. This too she knew was meant to be, and Kelly wouldn't have it any other way. "You like that don't you Samuel," Kelly purred rolling her hips forward while squeezing his cock before gliding back down that cream covered pole.
"Umm... duh," Samuel smirked revealing the tip of his right fang. His pupils dilated as Kelly tossed her hair to the right revealing her artery. He could hear her blood pounding in his ears, calling to him to partake of that rich coppery liquid.
"Drink Samuel, drink and taste how powerful you make me," Kelly panted as she neared another orgasm. "Taste the magic you bring about, that burns through my veins like liquid fire," she said, offering her neck to him. She felt how depleted he was when he returned. That was evident by the sheer volume of magic he had released. She had no earthly idea he had that kind of power. Yet she also knew with that kind of power it would tend to draw Samuel deeper into things she can't foresee. Taking him to places that few have ever ventured. She also knew the power he wielded tended to corrupt those that held it for any length of time. This she was sure to nip in the bud if it ever raised its ugly little head. Her skin prickled as she felt his hot breath on her neck. A lustful moan rumbled from her lips as his fangs pierce her neck. Euphoria flooded her mind and her core as it sent down another torrent of her hot cream as her womanhood detonated mixing with his hot cum that jetted from his crown. Her cheek brushed against his as her body collapsed. Feeling her skin heat as his arms wrapped around her.
Neither of them moved as they laid there simply enjoying the feel of each other's bodies. Knowing how close she was to losing him once, from his own misplaced anger, to the Council's evil plans to usurp Hekatê's power, then to Labo's zombie spell. She was never going to let that happen ever again. Nuzzling into his neck, praying to Hekatê to give her the strength she needed in order to protect Samuel.
"Samuel?" Kelly muttered, her thigh brushed up and down his, her thumb brushed along his chest. Her nose nuzzled his neck as she snuggled up to her brother.
"Hmm?" Samuel hummed feeling the increased size of his sister's breasts as they pressed against him.
"It's been some time since you've showered, how about you come shower with me," Kelly said, with a mischievous smile. Throwing off the covers, the sound of the sheet rushing across the bed as Kelly stood at the foot of the bed. Noting how Samuel's eyes were following the sheet's movements as she wrapped it around her naked body. Sucking on her lower lip as her eyes moved down his body. "Now oh great Herald, come catch your woman!" Kelly giggled as she raced towards the bathroom. Only to feel a sudden gust of wind speeding past her.
"Too slow." Samuel smirked as he leaned against the sink basin as Kelly opened the door. "I wonder; what was the penalty for being the last one here?" Samuel asked, his cobalt eyes shimmered as Kelly closed the bathroom door as the sheet slid down her body.
Samuel stood in the solarium watching the noonday sun playing across his palm as he had the house to himself for once. Knowing that soon he wouldn't be able to feel its warmth once his blood had been fully overtaken by his vampiric side. He had spent the last hour in that room to prepare it for the night ahead, where Marie would be the anchor to re-forge the pact her family once had with her.
"I thought I might find you here," Ines cooed as she stood in the doorway. Her brunette hair brushed along her light blue robe. A seductive smile graced her lips as Samuel turned to her. "I knew you'd be here all by yourself, so I raced back just so you and I could be alone," she said, her blue eyes glinted as her own magic flared.
"Is that so," Samuel said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Mmmhmm," Ines purred her fingers at the edge of her robe allowing his eyes to run down her exposed skin. Wondering if he could smell the perfume she had hastily donned once she had gotten home. "Don't you find me attractive Samuel?" she asked, as she undid the knot in the belt of her robe. Watching how his eyes moved down her body as she pushed it from her shoulders, feeling it pooling at her feet.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?"
"No reason," Ines said, a soft smile shown on her lips as her hips swayed as she approached him. "With you making Aurore into a woman last night, I was wondering if you would be interested in more mature women these days," she teased. Her fingers trailed along the altar's surface as she circled around it. She wanted him to see how her ass bounced unhindered by her clothes. Although she was sure he remembered what it looked like when he fucked her in that courtyard. Since then Michael hasn't dared to touch her. Not that she cared any longer. Her marriage now was more of a sham these days. Only staying together for their kids' sake. Plus, with Edna around her husband has been making use of her body far more than he has been in their bed. Which oddly she was grateful for, she no longer had to endure the touch of his cheating hands.
"Aurore was nice, but there are some things that can only come from experience," Samuel stated. A sly smirk rose the corner of his lips as Ines peered over her right shoulder.
"Is that so," she felt the warmth of the stone as she sat next to him on the altar, "then how about," her fingertips ran down his right arm before taking hold of his hand. "You let me show you what an older woman can do with this," Ines purred hungrily as she rubbed Samuel's manhood as he stood between her legs. "You would like that wouldn't you Samuel?" she asked, her desire lacing her words as her fingers slipped underneath the hem of his shirt. Her lips trailed up his chest as his shirt rose. She was going to make sure this man knew he was wanted. That he knew that she would always take care of his needs when they were together.
How she was envious of Kelly and Charlotte. When they had a man that took care of their needs any time they wanted. That made them feel loved and desired. She had listened outside of the bathroom they were using when they showered. How she wanted to experience what Kelly had in that steamy room. Wishing it was her that had him to line her bed every night. To hold her when the night grew cold, to caress her when something troubled her, to care for her when life grew too hard to deal with at the moment. Inhaling his scent imprinting it to her memory so she could always remember it. Unaware of the doorway that would soon connect their two houses. "Samuel?" Her blue eyes peered up into his.
"Yeah?"
"Will you taste me like you did with Magdalene?" Ines asked, knowing her pussy needed to feel his tongue in it before he left.
"Sure," Samuel said, smiling warmly down at her.
"Good." Gently bringing Samuel down to her lips, her arms wrapped around his neck pulling him deeper into their embrace. Biting her lip as Samuel kissed down through the valley of her breasts, along her stomach, gooseflesh rippled her skin as his hands lightly rested on her thighs. A pleasure filled sigh escaped her lips as Samuel's lips gently plucked at her labia. Her fingers ran through his hair as he teased her clit. "Samuel... would you use that spell again?" Ines asked, her muscles rippled as Samuel ran his finger through her lips. Gathering up her nectar on his fingertip, memorizing the pattern as he drew the rune below her navel. So, that when she was a true sex witch, like Lola had become last night, she could do it herself and touch herself thinking about the man that had given her such bliss. "Mmm... fuck! Samuel!" Ines howled in joy as his spell flared off once he returned his attention back to her hot mound. "Yes, that's it get that face in there!" she growled; her hand pressed against the back of his head as his tongue lapped up his juices.
"Going to miss me I take it," Samuel chuckled as he rolled his thumb along her clit noting how she was savoring her climax.
"Oh, most definitely," Ines nodded, feeling the back of her thighs being coating in her juices that leaked out from her canal. "Promise me -
promise me when you can that you'll return here and give us women who've become addicted to you a chance to have another taste of you," she pleaded as her sultry eyes peered down at him.
"I can do that," Samuel smirked as he peered over her mound.
"Good," the tip of her tongue pressed against her cupids bow, "now why don't you take that cock out and fuck this hot, wet pussy to sweet bliss," Ines said in a wanton purr.
"Thought you'd never ask..." The sun drifted across the sky as Samuel filled the solarium with the smell of Ines's sex. Her moans of ecstasy filled Marie's house as she coated Samuel's rod in her sweet cream. She didn't care if he fucked every woman in her household, as long as he kept giving her orgasm after orgasm like he was currently doing. Then she would deal with everything else. Samuel was just too good for her to let go of.
"Oh, fuck yes! Give it to me Samuel! Yes! Yes! Yes! Pound that pussy good!" Ines growled demonically as Samuel held onto her hips. "Oh fuck! God damn it! Don't stop! There! Right there!" The palms of her hands drummed on the stone's surface as her core went into meltdown from her twelfth orgasm. Staring up at the glass roof of the solarium, her eyes glazed over as her body convulsed. Smiling lovingly at the top of Samuel's head as his pace slowed so she could enjoy her climax while he sucked on her left breast. "Yes Samuel, enjoy every part of my body, let it please you as you have done to me," Ines whispered as her hand gently stroked the back of his head. "F... Samuel! Thrust that hard cock deep into me!" she begged as he sought to bring her to the cusp of her thirteenth orgasm.
Sliding off the altar once she had felt that he was nearing his own. Letting Samuel paint her face in his cum, something she never allowed Michael to do. Swallowing his cock removing any and all traces of her sex from his rod. His cum shining in the sunlight as Ines smiled up at Samuel as she cradled his balls. Giving his crown one last lick knowing she would always be ready to take care of him and his delicious cock.
"Sammy? It's almost time, are you going to be ready?" Joan asked, entering the room Marie gave them to use during their stay. Feeling Edna at her back, ever since two days ago when Samuel magically brought her before all of Marie's household. The men of the house have constantly been chasing after her. Joan had to admit she did have a hand in it due to Hekatê's decree; and she thought it a fitting punishment due to what Rick - now Edna - did to Kelly. Watching how the blue terrycloth robe rose along his back noting how there were a few small patches of skin on his back that had lost some pigment. Wondering what else was going to happen to him over the next few months.
"Yeah, just getting ready," Samuel muttered. Feeling his strength had returned from Kelly's blood and sexual energies along with Ines's.
"Then you'll be leaving here in a few days won't you?" Joan asked, knowing she would have to visit him before then so she could be at her peak.
"Yeah."
"Sam... please let me have a taste before you go," Edna begged rushing to his side. Lola's family, while now being sex witches thanks to Samuel's spell, weren't as potent as he was, and she so wanted to suck, lick, twirl her tongue around that rod of his. She knew he was never going to fuck her. Yet simply swallowing his cum gave her - filled her - with more magic than fucking those newly turned witches. Dropping to her knees in front of him as those cold cobalt eyes burned into her. "Please Samuel, please let me..." Taking a dry swallow, her hands balled around the material of his robe as her eyes stared at his groin. Knowing that just beneath that barrier of cloth was his cock. A cock that gave her so much power. A cock that tasted so good on her tongue. Edna had no idea why she thought like this, yet ever since Joan forced her to watch as Samuel fucked her, Samuel's cock has been on her mind. Longing to have it within her once again in any form. "I'll do whatever you want, please Samuel," Edna pleaded as she stared up at him with quivering eyes.
"Edna! Samuel has more important tasks to deal with than your needs," Joan said, coldly.
"But Joan..." Edna's lip trembled fighting back the emotions that had been flooding her mind since she had been turned into a woman. "Please Samuel, I know I've done something terrible to Kelly. Every night I'm plagued by it! Can't you see I'm no longer that person?! What Hekatê did to me changed me not only on the outside but in here," Edna said, placing her hand gently over her heart, feeling it flutter being so close to her nephew. "I can never atone enough for what I did, I know that. But I'm not Rick anymore. I'm Edna. I would never do that. Ever! Not after what Kelly - righteously did - to punish me for my crimes. I'm not asking for you to sleep with me... although that would be nice, just that you let me feel you here," she said, opening her mouth, letting Samuel see where his cock belonged as she stuck out her tongue.
"I'll think about it," Samuel said offhandedly, moving past her.
"Okay!" Edna said, containing her glee or trying to.
"How about once the ritual is over you come to my room," Joan whispered into Samuel's ear. Her fingers ran down the inside of his arm. Her nose ran up his neck inhaling the scent of the fresh soap and the magic that drifted around. "Your aunt needs a very good fucking before her sweet nephew leaves," she purred as her lips brushed along his ear.
"I think you'll have to fight Charlotte for that," Samuel said, feeling Joan's fingertips dancing along his palm as he moved towards the doorway.
"Why not bring her along," a seductive smirk rose on her lips as Samuel peered back at her, "it's been some time since I've had the pleasure of tasting my sister's pussy," Joan said, her tongue flicked against her teeth.
"Joan?" Edna crawled hurriedly over to her sister's side. Her purple thong peaked out as her t-shirt rose up, something she was forced to wear as her punishment. She hated wearing them, it always felt like her starfish was going to inhale the material every time she moved. However, she did hope Samuel liked the shape of her ass. "Please can I watch?" Edna asked, staring up at her sister with pleading eyes as her hands clutched at her robe.
"Oh?" Joan arched an eyebrow as she stared down at Edna.
"I promise I will only watch."
"Is that so," Joan said, coldly, bending down taking Edna's chin between her thumb and index finger. "How else is Samuel's cock going to get clean from my and Charlotte's pussy cream if not for that whorish mouth of yours?"
"Yes, that's what my mouth is for Joan," Edna said, feeling her mouth salivating at the thought of Samuel's cock gliding along her tongue.
"Well, see to the children while we induct Marie and her family back into the coven, and put some pants on. Our children don't need to see how much of a slut you have become," Joan said, turning her back to Edna. Her arm slipping around Samuel's, "Come along Samuel, we shouldn't keep them waiting."
"Don't worry Joan, I'll see to them," Edna called out to her as they walked towards the solarium.
"Must you return to Massachusetts?" Joan asked in a sigh, as she rested her head on his shoulder as they walked through Marie's home.
"Yeah, classes will be starting in a few weeks," Samuel said, offhandedly.
"But..." Joan began to pout. "I'm going to miss you," pressing his arm deeper into her bosom, "why can't you transfer down here?"
"Umm..."
"You know I'll take care of you, as I'm sure the others will too. We've only just begun to develop this new relationship between us," Joan said, snuggling closer to him. "It'd be a shame to let it die out wouldn't it?"
"Hasn't Grandma, Mom, or Marie told you about the doorway?" Samuel asked, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
"Doorway? What doorway?!" Joan asked, perplexed. "We'll talk about this once the ritual is over," she said sternly, as Aurore pushed open the doors that lead to the solarium once they neared. She had to know everything about this doorway, if it was what she thought it was... her nephew was going to have to schedule an hour or two from his studies to please his fuckable aunt; and she was sure that in return Samuel would always be taken care of no matter what it was. Giving Aurore a slight nod as she passed her as Aurore hurriedly scampered to Samuel. Looking back as Aurore threw her arms around Samuel's neck.
Aurore's heart raced as she felt his hand running down her back, coming to a rest on her ass as their lips parted. Biting her lower lip as her eyes studied his. Her cunt throbbed remembering how he felt in her last night. While she was still sore, she couldn't help but want to feel him back inside of her again. "If you need a drink," tilting her head to the side, "I'm willing to let you. I'm always willing to feel your kiss..." Aurore looked behind her as her mother called to her. "Later okay?" Winking at Samuel before she went to join her mother.
As he stood in the doorway, smiles greeted him as he looked around the room. His grandmother gave him a look before her eyes dipped down to his groin. Wendy waved shyly to her son as her father held her. Waiting for the time she could truly be with him without using her sister's body to be physically with him. Imagining Kelly and Charlotte standing by the altar smiling warmly at him, yet they were with Marie preparing her body for the ritual. Magdalene's blonde hair draped down her chest as her burgundy silk robe hugged her body. Her light green eyes glanced hungrily over to him. Earning him a burning stare from Eric as his own wife undressed him with her eyes. Michael stood on the other side of the room away from his wife. His eyes slyly searching for Edna among the crowd. Paul simply gave him a slight nod eager to join in with his cousins.
Looking to his left as Aurore pulled her robe slightly open allowing her smooth silky leg to peek out from the robe. Slowly pulling aside the lower half of her robe to taunt Samuel with her teenage mound only to be stopped by her mother. Yet, with the burning look in his eyes she knew she had gotten the desired affect as Aurore saw the rise in the depths of his robe.
"Are you all ready for this?" Samuel asked, as he stood behind the altar.
"We are." They spoke as one.
"You all have the chant you must recite as the ceremony is going on, yes?" Samuel asked, making sure they were indeed ready to proceed.
"Yes Herald." Again, their voices rang out as one.
"Very well, then have a seat," Samuel ordered gesturing to the floor of the solarium. With the snap of his fingers extinguishing the house light and igniting the wicks of the candles at the same time. "We'll begin with our prayer to Hekatê," he said, seeing their nods.
"Hail Hekatê Chthonia.
Queen of the Witches.
She who stands at the threshold,
Between the worlds.
I bring you a fine meal,
Knowing that you intend it for the animals,
And the downtrodden.
They, like me, are yours.
I feel the restless dead,
And the haggard spirits,
Gathered in this place.
They, like me, are yours.
I am embraced by the darkest night.
For the moon has covered,
Her face hidden out of respect for you.
They, like me, are yours.
Here at the crossroads.
I am never alone.
Nor am I afraid.
I am surrounded by my kindred.
Those who seek your mysteries,
And those whom you protect.
We are your witches.
Your horde.
Hail Hekatê Chthonia.
Queen of the Witches.
She who stands at the threshold,
