Incest/Taboo Porn Star Family: Bridgett’s Tale

The ruffling of the sheet filled the air as two bodies moved, writhed, and caressed each other. Her black fingernail polish glinted in the light that filtered through their bedroom window. Feeling the soft, warm skin beneath her touch. Tasting it upon her lips as gooseflesh trailed after them as she plucked sweetly at the body entwined with hers. A shuttering breath escaped her lips as she felt the flat side of her woman's tail moving along her hot, wet mound. Glancing up, seeing those ruby eyes glowing in lust and hunger. Smiling as the love of her life rolled her onto her back. Watching her eyes fluttering as her hands ran along that nicely shaped ass.

"What do you think of Samhain?" The question caught Bridgett by surprise as confusion played along her face. They glanced up when they heard Ruth and Sue giggle before The 69 eyes 'Perfect Skin' began to play in Sue's bedroom. Then she caught the scent in the air, a scent that made her succubus jump to attention as she smelled it on the current. Ira! The only man she would willingly sleep with. Albeit, that man also happens to be her brother as well as a very powerful being, all to protect her and their mother. She's been wrestling with that fact for some time now, wondering if she could have done the same thing.

"Huh?" Bridgett muttered, studying Vikki's face.

"The original Halloween," Vikki stated factually, watching her woman's eyes as the starlight danced along her crimson polish as her touch danced up Bridgett's naked thigh.

"Okay, what about it?" Bridgett panted as Vikki nibbled down her neck.

"What do you think about us getting married then?" Vikki's lips trailed along Bridgett's jaw, her nose inhaling the scent of her woman, her Princess, her wife, before her lips claimed hers.

"Sounds... lovely, Vik," Bridgett whispered breathlessly into her ear. "Now make your Princess cum," she commanded; the power of Hell laced her words.

"Always, love," Vikki purred, preceding to heed Bridgett's order.

They both groaned as the hallway light shone in their eyes, waking them from their orgasmic slumber. Then a rush of fear flooded their bodies, causing them to scurry to the other side of the bed. Breathing out a sigh when their groggy minds caught up, hating the chuckle that got out of him.

"Do you have to do that?!" Bridgett asked in annoyance. Ira had to know how their sleeping demons would react to his own.

"You're awake, are you not?" Ira responded with a wicked grin. "Or are you saying you changed your mind about coming with me today?" With his mother spending the day with his grandmother, he knew she would be safe for the time being. "You got an hour before I leave if you want to come along," he said, his eyes roaming slowly over their naked bodies. "Next time you tempt me, I might just bite," Ira spoke, his incubus energies rolling off the tip of his fork tongue before he left their room.

Bridgett and Vikki scrambled off the bed and out the door to the bathroom. Bridgett turned and flipped her brother off as he chuckled. Seeing how Alyda slid up to his left side as he walked down the hall, noticing the look on Ira's face as he gazed at Alyda before Vikki pulled her into the bathroom.

"What do you think, honey? Good enough to meet a vampire in?" Bridgett asked, showing off her outfit.

"Mmmhmm," Vikki hummed as her eyes ran down Bridgett's vampire gothic attire she liked to wear when the season neared. She preferred to go in her punk rock look. "Hun?"

"Hmm?" Bridgett hummed with a curious look in her eye.

"You're going to have to be very watchful today. Today is going to challenge your control on your demon if what Sue and Ruth said is true about him. Well, you know how Missy is when she's around Ira?" Seeing Bridgett nod as she fidgeted with her boot as she rose. "Well, you and I will be affected the same way, if not more, if what Ira said was true when we are around this Samuel person. So do keep an eye on your other half, okay? We don't want to embarrass Ira in front of his friend."

"Right," Bridgett nodded firmly, "but come on, Vik, the guy's a vampire?!" she uttered in glee.

"And a sex witch," Vikki added, although she couldn't deny she was as excited to meet him as well.

"Yeah, what is that, anyway?" Bridgett asked in confusion.

"When Ira told me about what happened while we were away in Vegas, the simplest way I can explain it to you is it's like us when we feed but not," Vikki said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, that doesn't answer anything?!"

"It's not of this mythos, Bridgett. I can't tell you what it is because I've never seen it, only the others have, and I'm only telling you what they said to me," Vikki stated, ratcheting up the attitude.

"You know you two shouldn't fight, right?" Ira uttered, startling the two of them. "At least not without some..." His red burgundy eyes ran along each of their bodies in lust, still smelling the sex in the air, "mud," he said, smirking sinfully at them.

"Ugh?!" Bridgett rolled her eyes, and Vikki just snorted as the strap of her purse settled on her shoulder.

"You two ready?" Ira asked, his six wings shimmering into view as he walked deeper into their room. "Oh, keep your powers toned down so you don't trip his wards," he warned.

"What? Wait? Huh?" Bridgett and Vikki asked, befuddled.

"I have told you about Samuel? Haven't I? This dude put Onoskelis back to sleep, the guy that talks to Titans, the primeval forces of the universe. You think he's weak?" Ira asked with a pointed look. "I'm only saying keep your mind about you," he said, gesturing to them to get in close.

"Where are we?" Bridgett asked, looking around in awe and confusion as she and Vikki stood out on the shore of the East coast.

"Salem." Their heads snaped over to the origin of the voice. A voice that sent their succubi on alert. Then they were belted as their demons fought to get to the surface, as they couldn't look away from those cobalt blue eyes. Feeling the abundance of sexual energy just pouring off of his irises as Samuel Goodall looked at them curiously. "Umm... Ira... are they going to be like those others?" Samuel whispered, knowing the look in their eyes from anywhere.

"No, no, I don't think I want Kelly on my back," Ira chuckled, watching how Wendy clung onto Samuel as he held her against his side. "You'll keep your hands to yourself, won't you?"

"Y-y-yes," Vikki stuttered, coming out of her funk. "It seems I must apologize to my sisters; please forgive our staring. If you met my sisters, then you know what I am, and it's just with you as you are... whatever you are is like a..." Backing away when she felt her body moving on its own. "And Bridgett," waving to her, "just became one of us, so please don't take anything we say too seriously. I'm Vikki, by the way," she said, offering out her hand to him, knowing she could get a measure of what she was feeling just by a brief touch. The moment his hand filled hers, a gasp squeezed her lungs as she felt... everything as his sexual energies touched her skin, sending tingling yearnings of want, of the deep, primal longing that kept man around during the darkest of days. Then she felt something; her eyes shot to Ira, who was wearing an amused look on his face as unnatural heat flooded her womanhood. Fighting back her arousal as her eyes were captured by his, muffling her whimper as his sharp fingernail traced along her skin while the pad of his fingers rested over her pulse.

"Samuel Goodall, but you can call me Sam." Vikki fought back to steal her weakening body as his words just seemed to vibrate along every inch of her. Her womb clinched as it just released a torrent of her juice down her canal, as it detonated her womanhood at just a touch. Then her eyes widened and zeroed on the left fang she saw as Samuel smirked.

"Hope you know, if you stiff Kelly, I'm not going to hide you," Samuel said, watching Vikki fly off somewhere.

"I always keep my deals, Sam. You should know that, but damn, wasn't that a pretty sight?" Ira asked with a devilish grin.

"Good, because she really wants that extension and a little remodeling," Samuel said; he had only agreed to do that if Ira agreed to Kelly's request as they spoke about the place Ira had made for them on the west coast of his domain.

"Don't worry, I'll send Anael over, and you just tell her what you want and... well, you know. Plus, I know Anael been wanting to visit," Ira said in a fatherly voice.

"Wait. Are you telling me you made a deal with Samuel for him to do that?" Bridgett asked, a little disgusted that he would do that.

"I have stated; I like my demon," Ira said with a wave of his hand. "And Vikki is a demon; you have to take what you think about when making a hot woman aroused and flip it with demons. Thought you would have figured that out by now," turning his head when Vikki zoomed into view, cocking out her hip, crossing her arms with attitude with the look to go with it, "tell me, I'm not wrong?" Ira taunted, grinning like mad at how that embarrassed her. "Plus, to do it to you, who's just awakened, would be wrong as a brother, so yes, I did setup Vikki, but she's been a succubus for longer. So it was also to show you what he can do to one like Vikki and why you need to maintain control," he said in a brotherly voice as he peered at his sister.

"Wow. What is she?" Wendy asked, looking up at her son, waiting for the fun to begin and she wasn't disappointed when Bridgett and Vikki went into total freakout mode. How she loved hearing the sound of her son's laughter as Samuel watched on. She would admit it was very amusing to watch. Slapping Ira's hand and smiling at him when he muttered: 'That was awesome!'

"So you said something about a book?" Samuel whispered, enjoying the display.

"Yeah, hoping you'd help. You know I wouldn't ask if I didn't have a choice."

"I understand, so what am I dealing with?" Samuel asked, feeling his mother's fingers curled around his shirt.

"The Key of Solomon," Ira said factually, noting the intense interest in Wendy's along with Samuel's eyes.

"What? What do you mean the Key of Solomon? Since when do you have the Key of Solomon?!" Vikki asked, knowing what a demon could do with it.

"Vikki, I take it that's something important?" Bridgett asked, looking over at her fiancée.

"It's very important, Ira; just how did you get it?" Vikki asked, wondering how far he was trying to push his power given the relics Ira had been having his daughters gather.

"Oh... I got into something..." Scratching his cheek as Ira looked away from their glares.

"Ira, what did you do?" Bridgett groaned.

"How about we head inside and finish this. Don't want to raise suspicion around here," Samuel said softly, reminding them all of where they were.

"Forgive us," Bridgett said warmly. "I'm still new to all of this. Please, lead on," she gestured; she couldn't look away from his fang.

"So, how did you get it?" Samuel asked low as they headed for his home.

"Umm... do you know anything about Egypt?" Ira asked curiously.

"Don't tell me?" Samuel sighed as Ira nodded.

"Anywho, did you know the Pharaoh of Egypt is a real thing... well, person?"

"You're kidding me, right?" Wendy asked in disbelief.

"Nope, spent time with him, too. Have you been watching the news lately?"

"Not really, been busy. But the others might," Samuel stated.

"Well, surf the net about news from Egypt from a week or so ago, and you can figure out what I mean. Anyway, he helped me find it, so do you think you'll be able to read it?" Ira asked with hope; he would use any advantage over the Sisters he could get at the moment.

"Yeah, shouldn't be too hard; want to help?" Samuel asked, peering down at Wendy.

"Do you even have to ask?" Wendy retorted with an arched eyebrow.

"Okay, can we talk about the talking baby?!" Vikki exclaimed in a high-pitched voice as they entered Samuel's home.

"Vik, you're a demon, and this upsets you?" Ira teased.

"Samuel, is that you? Is Ira here?" Kelly's voice called out from up the stairs.

"Yeah, you and Charlotte might want to come down; I might need your help with something," Samuel called back as he closed the door behind Bridgett.

"Sorry," lightly touching his arm, "do... do you really drink blood?" Bridgett asked, wondering what myths were true about them.

"Yes, why?"

"Does it matter where the blood comes from?" Bridgett inquired, seeing Vikki's interest in the response.

"For me? No... I don't think so any longer; why?"

"They want you to bite them," Ira supplied, much to his sister's and Vikki's detriment. "You know how gothic women are into vampires and such. All that brooding and whatnot," he droned as he rolled his hand.

"Ira?! You didn't have to tell him that?!" They said as one at Samuel's chuckle. "Please, we know we might come off as... hell, I don't know, never thought I'd meet a vampire. Yet, what my brother said was true, we do like vampires, and we've always wondered if what they wrote about was true or not. So please, if you get hungry while we're here if you can drink from us, please, let us feel your kiss?" Bridgett cooed, inadvertently using her demonic power as she tempted Samuel before something snapped her back.

"Keep your powers to yourself in my house," Kelly stated, her magic swirling around her hands, staring down Bridgett as she tried to make a move on her brother.

"Hey, Kelly, see, motherhood agrees with you. Please forgive my sister, she's new to this, and she's still in the process of mastering control of her demon. Kelly, I like you to meet my sister, Bridgett, and her fiancée Vikki," Ira said, introducing the three.

"Well, keep them away from my Sammy," her strawberry blonde hair bounced against her shoulders as she ambled up to her brother's side, "hello, Ira, nice to see you again, and thank you," Kelly said, taking her mother into her arms. "So what is this help you need with."

"The Key of Solomon."

"Really?"

"Unless Ira was lying," Samuel shrugged.

"What?! And have Kelly hate me?! Never?!"

"You better make that extension wonderous," Kelly said sternly in a playful manner.

"So, where do you want to go over this?" Ira asked, looking at Samuel.

"This way," Samuel answered with a nod of his head.

"So, just what have you been up to?!" Bridgett berated, thinking her brother went looking for trouble.

"Nothing; actually, our meeting was pretty much a thing of fate," Ira said ironically. "Remember the date Alyda and I went on in New York?"

"Of course, Mom's a gloater," Vikki sighed.

"Well, he helped take down the third sister; didn't I tell you about it?" Ira inquired as he turned back to them, seeing them shaking their heads. "Well... settling a curiosity of mine about Atlantis, also had a reason for inviting him to my realm. You see, a Pharaoh from long ago sacked the temple of Solomon and took with him the Key. So knowing him, I asked, and we went to get it; along the way, I met our great-grandmother," he said, looking down when Bridgett took hold of his arm.

"Ira. What do you mean, our great-grandmother?" Bridgett asked, wondering why no one had told her about this. "Why am I now just learning about this?!"

"You were busy, remember?"

"But if it's something like this, it's you're obligation to tell me," Bridgett stated with a firm nod. "So what's she like?"

"Like God, just female," Ira answered after a minute of thought, sharing a nod with Samuel when he was ready.

"No?!" Kelly's tone carried across the house, causing Charlotte's footfalls to quicken.

"Be careful, Sammy," Charlotte spoke, causing Bridgett and Vikki to turn, who shot Ira a look when he smirked. "Tomes like that are notoriously layered in traps," she said, studying the two strangers standing in their library. "Samuel, who are our guests, and why are they looking at me like that?"

"Sorry, Charlotte, your hot, and their gay, oh, and succubi. You two," pointing at Kelly, "are just..." Ira's voice trailed off, watching Charlotte's face heat at his flirt.

"Well, thank you, Ira, but I've told you before, Sammy is my man, now Kelly here," Charlotte cooed, smiling wickedly at her niece, who was narrowing her eyes at her. "Would be happy to entertain that thought... down the road, I mean."

"But you will keep me in your thoughts, yes?" Ira asked, going for broke.

"No, my thoughts must be pure to serve out as high priestess for our family until Wendy matures enough to retake her position," Charlotte said, pondering how wise it was to tease a demon. "So, shall we see if we can master this tome together?" she asked with a warm, loving smile on her lips as she got to Samuel's side. Looking over as Bridgett bawled out laughing at her brother.

"That was what I was about to suggest, Aunt, before you came barging in," Kelly huffed. "And, Ira, no offense, given what we went through, but my heart is set on goofy over there." Smirking at the display, he did as Bridgett and Vikki broke out in laughter.

"I don't know if that's a punishment or not," Ira mused, looking at Samuel.

"Hey?!" Samuel intoned. "This might be a while, Ira. You have to know what this book 'is,' right?"

"I do," Ira answered with a nod. "So, Wendy?"

"Hmm?" Wendy hummed, glancing over the edge of the spell book.

"Remember when you spoke about the Djinn?" Ira inquired, studying the shelves of the library as he looked around.

"Yeah?"

"Would you happen to have those books in here..." Turning about, "somewhere?" Ira spoke with a wave of his hands.

"Oh, Charlotte, would you mind?"

"Thanks," Ira said, smiling at Wendy with a nod following after Charlotte.

"You must promise, not a single page from this library will leave past those doors in your hands. Do you agree to these terms?" Charlotte asked, leading Ira towards the section that dealt with deals and the like with Djinn.

"I do..." Hissing as he felt something burning into his skin. "Really, Samuel, don't you trust me?"

"As you so aptly like to remind us, you are a demon," Samuel responded from over his shoulder as he and his mother studied the tome. "Plus, the magic in here is far too dangerous to get loose; you are free to read any one you like; you just can't remove it, is all."

"You know, I'm filling your coffin with garlic," Ira threatened.

"Why?" Samuel arched an eyebrow. "Oh, were you under the impression that was supposed to hurt us."

"So, if you don't mind me asking, what is real about vampires?" Bridgett asked, knowing she had found her new hang-out spot.

"Can't, rules, you know," Samuel said apologetically.

"Who's?"

"The coven down in New Orleans, the one my wife Nimue is a part of," Samuel said, taking a step back when the two of them rushed up to Samuel's side.

"Are you telling us there are real vampire Houses'?" They asked with a zealots' awe.

"Yeah, that is what I'm saying," Samuel uttered, a little put off by their glee, looking over at Ira, who had a look that said, you're on your own.

"Would it be okay if we just watched? Vikki nor I have ever seen magic, much less whatever you use," Bridgett spoke politely, hoping to study him, wondering if she could find any back in Portland.

"Samuel?" Vikki cooed as she stepped up to Bridgett's side. "You've lived here all your life, right?"

"Pretty much; why?"

"Please, may we talk over there?" Vikki asked low, pointing to the other side of the room as she slipped her hand into Bridgett's.

"I'll keep an eye on her," Charlotte whispered, rubbing her body against his as she spoke. Sucking on her lower lip as Samuel rubbed her ass as he followed after them.

"Okay, what's this about?" Samuel asked curiously.

"I know we just met, and you don't know a thing about us. But you see, Bridgett and I have always been fascinated with Salem, it's history, the trials. Would you mind like showing us around town? I'm sure a local like yourself would know the more out-of-the-way places that those tour guides don't."

"I might know a few," Samuel agreed.

"See, I knew I was right, so, maybe say when you all are finished going over that," gesturing to the Key, "that maybe you could show us? You see, I don't know if you practice it, but Bridgett and I are looking at getting married on Samhain. Given how this area of New England celebrated it," Vikki said bashfully.

"We do; it might be Celtic in origin; our lady wears many faces," Wendy said in a teacherly voice. "Go on, Sammy, this will take us a while. This thing is laced with warding spells, spells from an age such things were in use," she stated, peering at her son.

"I take it you'll be staying here?" Samuel asked, shooting Ira a look.

"A/C, man, A/C," Ira joked, nodding that he was.

"Then, I guess, if you're ready," Samuel gestured to the door.

"Samuel, can I ask you a personal question?" Bridgett asked as she and Vikki just absorbed all the history of the place.

"About?"

"What's sex magic like?" Vikki asked, knowing that was what was on Bridgett's mind.

"I already showed you," Samuel said offhandedly.

"You mean when I came?!" Vikki stammered as they walked down the side road to a haunted location they knew about from all the websites they had visited. "No, wonder Sue and Rita were worse than what they are when Ira was around," she said to herself in awe.

"You know Ira said you were strong," Bridgett stated, looking around the site only to be disappointed with it.

"Okay, why are we here again?" Samuel puzzled, peering at the two of them.

"Well, all the sites we've gone too have spoken by how haunted this place... I take it that was a lie," Vikki muttered, seeing the look on his face.

"Is that what you two are looking for, haunted places?" Samuel asked for clarification.

"Not to be morbid, but yes," Bridgett answered with a forgiving look.

"Wish you said something earlier would have saved a lot of walking. Come on, I'll show you a real haunted place from that time," Samuel said, gesturing with a wave of his hand over his shoulder for them to follow.

"So, is it true?"

"I guess, lots of powerful things out there," Samuel replied, waving to the world. "Why is it any interest to you?"

"You know who I... more importantly, what I am?" Bridgett asked, knowing that Ira couldn't save her if she needed it in Hell. She pondered if having someone as strong as like Ira would be helpful should the need arise. A slight tinge of fear crept up her spine as Samuel turned to look at her.

"You're like Anael, right? Where is she? Thought she be here with Ira?"

"I can see if you like. I take it you got to know her?" Bridgett asked, trying to build a rapport with him.

"We... well, Kelly, more so than me at the time, did," Samuel nodded. "But she's alright, less stranger than Mor."

"Wait. You know Mor?!" Vikki asked in shock.

"I do, seen her snooping around here a few times. So, what's your interest in me?" Samuel asked, his eyes falling squarely on Bridgett.

"You may not know this, but I'm the Princess of Hell," Bridgett said factually, watching his eyebrow raise. "What you say about making a deal with me?"

"And what could you possibly offer me?" Samuel asked in a mix of curiosity and annoyance.

"Three things most people ask for," holding up a finger like her grandmother did when she was teaching her about making deals, "power, something you obviously have. Fame, something I suspect you aren't looking for. Lastly: money, something I know you need, given the size of your family, I saw from the photos. You might be immortal, but they aren't, so it must take a lot to keep your family fed. I make you this deal, Samuel Goodall, the Herald of Hekatê, if at any time, anyplace, be it here or in other realms, that I call for you to lend me aid. You do so on the condition of payment of fifty million dollars; how does that sound to you?" Feeling her body wiggling in anticipation of what this would mean, given how strong Samuel was, Bridgett didn't think the way her grandmother taught her about making deals would work with him.

"Cash up front?" Samuel asked pointedly.

"Half," Bridgett countered, noticing how Vikki was watching her. Making sure she didn't mess anything up when she was making her bargain with Samuel.

"Hmm... deal." The moment Samuel agreed, Bridgett pounced on him. Their ancient pack was seared onto their lips as she kissed him with such passion. Her succubus began to stir, crawling to the surface, her fork tongue rolled within Samuel's mouth. Looking at Vikki when she gently pulled her back, her eyes flickering up above her head, her embarrassment heated her cheeks as she saw her halo in the store window.

"Sorry, you just taste so... yummy," Bridgett purred, trying to get control of her demon as Vikki pulled her back.

"Well... that's not weird at all," Samuel muttered, continuing on along their journey.

"Samuel!" Anael's greeting filled the air as she appeared on the side walk a few feet in front of them after Bridgett had asked her grandmother if Anael was busy once they continued on their way.

"Hello, Anael," Samuel waved, "Ira's back at the house if you want to... you know, do that angel thing you do. Also, Kelly's there; she was asking about you the other day."

"She was?" Anael asked happily.

"Mmmhmm," Samuel nodded.

"But what are you all doing?" Anael asked, torn between seeing her father and Kelly and her two new friends, who she shyly waved to.

"Hey, Anael, Bridgett, and I asked Samuel here to show us all the cool sites around town," Vikki said, stepping forward.

"Why?" Anael asked, perplexed.

"Because we're thinking of getting married on the night of Samhain. Do you know of it?" Vikki asked with a warm smile.

"What is it?" Anael asked, looking right at Samuel.

"Mom could explain it better to you than I could if you're interested," Samuel offered, getting a nod of understanding from her.

"Vikki, Bridgett, would you be mad if I went to see Kelly and my father?" Anael inquired, hoping they wouldn't hate her.

"Of course not; it's not every day you get to see your father. Go, have fun when you want; you can come catch up with us if you want," Bridgett offered with a friendly smile. Waving to her when Anael mouthed: 'Thank you,' she knew her Aunt needed it more than her own need to hang out with her. "So Samuel, you promised a haunted place," she said in a challenging tone.

"We've been standing in front of it for some time now; odd, you two couldn't feel it. I wonder if something was distracting you," Samuel mused, looking to the business that now held the spot.

"Vikki, did you feel that?" Bridgett asked; both her angelic and demonic sides could feel the evil that lingered within the soil beneath them.

"I do," Vikki answered as she felt the site calling to her.

"Would you mind if we went in?"

"Umm, it's not open to the public," Samuel offered.

"So? Do we look like normal tourists?" Bridgett asked, cocking out her hip as her gold-ruby eyes flared. "I'll keep us concealed so no mortal eyes can see us," she offered, knowing he had to live here, so she didn't want to rile up the masses too much. "So, tell me, how many times do you need to feed?"

"Depends on how hungry I am." His eyes watching the man working the security desk just jumping up and running out the door as the activity that haunted the place ramped up the moment the two of them entered behind him.

"So cool, I've never seen a ghost," Bridgett muttered aloud, enjoying the show before her.

"Samuel?" Vikki slyly approached his side as he simply waited with disinterest for them to get bored. "I know this might sound too forward. Would it be okay if we came around when Samhain comes around?"

"You two really into it?"

"My mother would talk about it, and there aren't a lot of people in Portland that practice that form of Halloween. I know our demeanor so far hasn't given you a lot of confidence in us," reaching out, lightly touching Samuel's arm, making sure Bridgett was watching so she could learn how to use her succubus charm on command, "I would like to change that if you allow it. Maybe even further if you like; I know Bridgett would be happy to entertain you in any compacity." Looking down when his hand covered hers, her knees wobbled as she felt the touch of his fingers along her skin.

"As tempting as that is, my wives would have something to say about that..."

"But Missy said you, and she had sex when you were in Portland," Bridgett stated, looking at him for answers.

"Yeah, I needed to feed, and well... they understood, given how I got to Portland in the first place. But since nothing world-ending is happening in the next few days, you see where I'm going with this?" Samuel said, seeing the recognition on her face.

"Say if we could get them to agree, what then, would you allow us to know you?" Vikki asked, pulling out all the stops for them to experience what he felt like, something she knew her sisters hadn't had the pleasure of.

"Depends on the reason, I guess," Samuel answered.

"What if we just want to experience what a sex witch vampire can do to us?"

"Hmm... maybe, but you'll have to take it up with them. If they agree, we can revisit this, agreed?" Samuel mused after a few seconds of silence.

"Agreed." A greedy smile rose the corners of her lips, thinking this would be a sure thing.

"Oh, and if I hear you use whatever it is on my family. You will die, no matter who you're related to," Samuel spoke, his cobalt eye glowed in his power as he peered over it. "Come, there are a few better ones than this place," he said, walking out the door.

"So..." Bridgett watched Vikki observing how the ghost of whoever was reliving how they charged people as a witch. "Are there like places that vampires hang out at? I mean, you do have to eat, and it has to get boring just hanging at those Houses', right?"

"You just don't give up, do you?" Samuel mused; he could see the human girl that still dwelled within Bridgett, who wore a taunting grin.

"Nah-uh," Bridgett whispered wantonly as she sauntered up to him. Her eyes flashed in her power; her gold-ruby eyes studied how his energies danced beneath her fingertips. "I'm sure they have to have a place where they can cut loose and don't you want two hot, desirable women dancing up against you throughout the night, hmm?" she asked, trying her hand at seduction.

"We're not trying to break up your relationship; we only ask for a single night, a night we will fill with such bliss that you'll never forget us," Vikki whispered into Samuel's ear, not to break him, just to plant her seed. "I promise you; you don't know what fucking is until you've experienced a succubi's pussy. It's the most exquisite thing you'll ever know. Now, how about you show us around this place," she directed, showing him he wasn't the only one that could distract with a few whims.

"What's magic like?" Vikki asked as she peered through the store window as she and Bridgett windowed shopped as Samuel showed them around.

"What's sucking out a soul like?" Samuel retorted with a shrug of his shoulders. "Not something you can describe."

"Ah, I can understand that; you must experience it yourself, is what you're saying?" Vikki spoke, smiling at him in the window.

"Hey?!" Bridgett's sweet voice filled the air as she peered back at him. "Can I ask, what did you think you'd be doing with your life right about now?" The corners of her lips lifted at Samuel's chuckle at that question.

"Would be in college, but," gesturing to his body, "not something I can do now. Although, you two aren't the only ones that are that fan crazy about vamps," Samuel smirked. "But that would cause more problems than not."

"Not to be rude, would you mind telling us how you became a vampire?" Bridgett asked with a flirty smile.

"Well, that's a long story," Samuel admitted.

"We have time, don't we?" Vikki inquired, lightly touching Samuel's left elbow.

"It all started with a call from my grandfather..."

"Remember, he's my friend," Ira whispered into his sister's ear as Samuel gently eased the tome open.

"Not my fault he might want some devil-food cake," Bridgett taunted low. Her face heated when Samuel cleared his throat. Shouting in fright as Samuel's body was thrown across the room the moment his fingers touched the pages as he opened the tome. Feeling Ira's hand on her shoulder as Kelly and Charlotte rushed over to where Samuel had been thrown. Wincing when a sickening snapping filled the air as Samuel's body knitted back together.

"Ira, be glad; I'm already dead," Samuel groaned loudly as he sought to soothe his pain.

"Hey, how was I to know that would happen? You're the magic guy here; you are the Herald of Hekatê, the dude who serves the Titan of magic. I would think someone of such a background would know about spells more than I," Ira stated, watching Kelly and Charlotte fighting back from laughing at Samuel's expense.

"Ha, ha, Ira, I will get my revenge," Samuel warned in a teasing manner. "I'm fine, sis, just hurt like hell," he whispered when Kelly fretted over him.

"So what happened?" Ira asked, giving his friend a once over to make sure Samuel was alright.

"The book and I don't get along," Samuel grumbled, noting how Ira's eyes studied him, then nodded he understood. "But as you say, I'm the magic dude. It's a simple thing to get around," he said, cupping his hands together, shaking them like one would in a game of dice. His gaze fell on his sister, who had a look, one of lust and love, as she gently blew along his knuckles before placing a kiss upon them. Charlotte's brown eyes shimmered in longing as she mimicked Kelly's actions.

Bridgett and Vikki yelped as they were a-washed in a strange tingle as it crept up their legs as their bodies were rooted in place beneath his cobalt eyes. Bridgett felt her womb quiver as her eyes fell upon his fangs, wondering why she couldn't hear a word his lips were forming. Then suddenly, all sound broke out as bones rolled along the top of the tome. "What the..." Bridgett muttered as she watched how the bones just reformed into dice in less than two seconds.

"That was Hoodoo," Samuel said, watching how Bridgett marveled at every word, then her eyes slowly wandered over to his sister.

"Stop tormenting the woman, Sam," Kelly huffed with a slap on the arm. "Sorry about that; sometimes, he just likes to show off."

"Nope. I totally get it," Bridgett said as she gestured to her own brother. "So... I don't want to sound insensitive, but do you also practice sex magic?" she asked, knowing it wasn't only Samuel she was going to have to watch herself around.

"Why, yes, I do, we all do," Kelly informed, pointing at her Aunt. However, her head turned as she heard the sound of Marie's voice filling her home. Placing a kiss on Samuel's cheek to go see what she needed, given how they knew they had company that day.

"So... what's so special about this thing?" Bridgett asked, looking down at the Key of Solomon.

"Might have a way in there in fighting the Sisters...."

"Plus, all the demons Solomon had trapped within the pages, or that's the legend anyway," Vikki cut in with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Then say if that is true, that begs to question, who let them out in the first place?" Samuel mused, stopping as he was about to finish his spell. Wondering if he would be walking into a trap if he did. "Who could possibly profit off their release?" he asked, peering over at Ira since this was his mythos.

"Hmm... I don't know, but I can ask; give me a minute, alright?"

"Not like I'm going anywhere," Samuel said, waving to how the spell had rooted him in place until it's completion.

"So... do you all share or something?" Vikki asked, noticing how the women of Samuel's family acted around him.

"For the most part, yes, we do," Charlotte answered, brushing her body against Samuel while she had his undivided attention. "But shouldn't a wife not get her husband hot for her?" she asked, flashing Vikki a smile. "So, how did your sightseeing go?" Charlotte inquired, glancing at the two newcomers.

"Pretty good; Samuel was very helpful with helping us with choosing a wedding location," Vikki said warmly, knowing she and Bridgett had to make friends with them, not because Samuel's powerful, but because she could see so much mischief they could get into together.

"You asked my brother for advice about a wedding?! That's like... oh, right, demons..."

"Daephilim," Bridgett corrected in good nature. "Samuel, I do have to commend you on your choice of... wives," she said, her gaze falling back on to him. "Might we revisit what we discussed earlier?"

"Sammy, what's she talking about?" Kelly asked, walking around the table and seeing Charlotte getting defensive.

"Please, when I say this, this is in no way a threat from us. Given what you possibly know about us from what Samuel has told you or not, we only simply wish to experience what sex magic is like, that's all. Yet now that we've seen how gorgeous the two of you are. So when we offered this to Samuel, he turned us down and said if we were interested, we should talk to you."

"Oh?" Charlotte intoned, placing a hand on her hip.

"And you two think you can just flaunt yourselves in front of our husband, and nothing would come of it? I understand most of it wasn't in your control," Kelly stated in a displeased voice. Flicking her brother a glance, wondering what she could do to him since he was immobilized at the moment. "Please, if we did agree, I doubt the other two would want to share."

"And I thought Ira was bad with his harem?!" Bridgett teased, getting a laugh out of the two. "Listen, I get it; you're upset. That's my fault; he's like to me what a human is to a starving vampire," gesturing to Samuel, "that doesn't excuse our actions. Me being just turned, awakened, or whatever, is no excuse in how Vikki or I acted. So, please, might we start over?" she asked with a pleading look.

"Sorry about the attitude, just a little protective right now," Kelly apologized as she snuggled up to Samuel.

"Why? Maybe we can help? I might be the new girl here and might not be the power house my brother is, but I am the Princess of Hell," Bridgett said, seeing the uncertainly in their eyes. "So if I can help, just ask."

"Why do I get this college student woman vibe from you?" Kelly asked curiously.

"Because until a few days ago I was," Bridgett said truthfully.

"Really?" Kelly asked interestingly.

"Mmmhmm, one night our former home was being attacked and Vikki here," slipping her hand into hers as she stood beside Vikki, "was trying to keep me safe so I wouldn't waken into this," gesturing at herself, "but the moment I saw Vikki get knocked down by that monster, something just snapped, next thing I know that monster was impaled on my sword."

"So, can anyone like be a sex witch?" Bridgett asked, softening her tone, hoping they could form a bond.

"No," Charlotte said, shaking her head. "You must be born into this family."

"Are you really looking at a wedding on Samhain?" Kelly asked in a friendly tone. It wasn't that she didn't talk to the women of her family, yet Kelly wanted a friend close to her age.

"Mmmhmm, we are," Vikki hummed, squeezing Bridgett into her side. "We just love that holiday. Mom would talk and talk about how they would celebrate back when the Celts were around. Ever since I was growing up, she's done her best to recreate it. But since she's a demon, something always felt missing. So we thought, why not have it in the heart where their culture was heavily influenced. I'm also hoping we could get to see the rite to Morgan then too."​