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"I am behaving myself, Suriel Zol; I've only killed one demon since I've been here," Ba'al huffed, her closed fits stuck her hips as she stared defiantly up at Ira.
"Okay, that's some restraint," Ira admitted; he was sure she would destroy a few thousand on her way to the Palace.
"I know; you should praise me, Suriel Zol, and apologize for the accusations of my character," Ba'al said in a cute tone as she stuck her chin in the air.
"Okay, but behaving also means speaking in a civil tone," Ira said sternly, watching how Ba'al opened her mouth to speak yet quickly closed it when she couldn't refute that. "Don't let me hear you speaking like that to Vikki or Bridgett again; you might be powerful, Ba'al, yet you're not so powerful I won't hesitate to put you over my knee," he warned.
"You wouldn't dare?!" Ba'al thundered, yet she did enjoy it; she just would never tell Ira that.
"Ira, just what kind of perverted things have you been doing to her?" Bridgett asked, looking curiously on at how red Ba'al's face had become, wondering what her brother had done to her to warrant such a response.
"Oh, you know good ol' spankings," Ira said, watching how Ba'al reacted to that word.
"Why is it everything becomes sexual with you?"
"I'm an incubus, remember?" Ira uttered, gesturing to his body. "Kind of goes with the territory, sis." Allowing Anael to get her hug in before he went off to spend time with his grandmother before he went and spent time with Cassiel and Lailah.
"Whenever you want me, Father, I'm yours," Anael whispered, knowing his visit was happenstance.
"We'll talk later tonight, okay?"
"Of course, Father," Anael said obediently, inhaling deeply as her nose brushed lightly along his cheek before placing a kiss on it like she had seen Cora do numerous times.
"Where are you going?!" Bridgett called out in a sisterly voice.
"See Luci, then my daughters, then Samuel wanted to speak with me, so I might be home late," Ira said, waving to his sister from over his shoulder.
"Come, your room is this way, Bridgett," Anael stated before carrying on.
Her black with blue highlighted hair flowed through the air as her hips swayed seductively to the intro of Marilyn Manson's 'KILL4ME' as it played over the den's speakers. Her hips rolled; her fingers held the hem of her black vampire-inspired t-shirt as the fabric of her thong molded to her mound. Her emerald green left eye peered over her shoulder as she ensured his cobalt one was exactly where she wanted it. Her shaking ass! Her eyes flickered over as the door rolled closed.
"Sorry, Aurore, I have a guest coming over; I don't want them interrupting your spellwork," Kelly said, knowing neither could speak that wasn't a part of the spell Aurore was practicing at the moment.
Aurore nodded as her hand began to weave the strands of magic. Making sure she held him enthralled as she fondled her 32C breasts through her shirt. Blue smoke began to drift off her lips as she chanted the beginnings of the spell Samuel was teaching her. The magic began to grow excited in the air as her dance grew faster and more erotic; hearing the knock on the door as she listened to Samuel's supporting chanting. Ignoring the voices speaking in the front of the house, Aurore kept her focus on the spell since this was only part one of the three-part spell in her quest to become Kelly's and Charlotte's equals so she could stand by Samuel just like she had done in Portland.
A few seconds ago...
Kelly tugged nervously at her shirt as she approached the front door. Hoping that asking them there for dinner would be good for her. Praying that out of all this strangeness that's come to orbit her family ever since she picked her brother up from his college dorm. That she could have a slight bit of normalcy in her life.
"Hey?!" Vikki and Bridgett greeted with wide smiles as Kelly opened the door. Instantly their hips began to sway to the beat as they felt something happening further within. They both got a warm embrace as they filed into their home.
"Kelly, are we like interrupting something?" Bridgett asked low so as not to interrupt anything.
"No, no, as long as you stay out of the den and don't touch the doors, then you're fine," Kelly said in a friendly tone as she pushed the door closed.
"So, what's going on in there?" Vikki asked, glancing at Bridgett, wondering if she could feel it. Seeing how she peered back at her from the corner of her eye, she took that as a yes.
"Oh, Sammy's helping Aurore out with a spell," Kelly said, leading them into their living room. "Can I get you something to drink? Dinner isn't for another hour."
"We wouldn't mind a beer if you have any; if not, whatever you have will be fine," Vikki said warmly while slyly giving Bridgett a look that asked who she was talking about.
"Normally we don't, given," seeing their nods when Kelly gestured to her stomach, "but I went to the store once you texted me back; just give me a moment," Kelly said in a tone of a good host.
"Kelly, you didn't need to do that, not for us," Bridgett called after her. "Okay, are you getting 'there's fucking going on' when you looked towards their den," she whispered low.
"I did," Vikki nodded. "They couldn't be fucking; the radio isn't that loud to muffle their moans. Do you think they're doing magic in that room?" she asked with excited eyes. That was when she looked down to the floor when that same feeling started to creep up her legs, the same feeling they had felt in their library.
"Magic," Bridgett giggled like a child, with Vikki joining in.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know they had reached this stage of the spell; otherwise, I would put up barriers so you're not affected by their spellwork," Kelly said apologetically as she quickly reentered the room with their beers in hand.
"Kelly, it's okay; we're just happy that you all decided to be our friends," Bridgett spoke, flashing Kelly a warm smile. "So, not to just throw it out there, who's Aurore?"
"Our cousin from New Orleans, she was with us in Portland while we helped your brother," Kelly said, sinking down into her seat, trying not to be affected by her brother's magic.
"Are they doing a spell?" Vikki asked curiously.
"Of sorts," Kelly said vaguely.
"Can we ask what's the spell or what's the purpose of doing it in the first place," Bridgett asked as politely as she could.
"Think of it sort of like going from high school to college; this is her moment," Kelly answered the best she could without giving too much out. Lifting her left hand, gathering her magic around her hand before giving it a flick and casting a barrier onto the door.
"I thought you had to have sex to use magic?" Vikki asked, confused at the display.
"Well, yes and no, for plane altering events, yes, you need to be having sex, but simple things, like that, with the amount of sexual energy Samuel puts out, well, you see what I mean," Kelly said, bring her tea up to her lips.
"Are all male sex witches like Samuel?" Bridgett asked, wondering if Kelly had remembered the brand of their favorite beer when they went to the club as she gazed at the label.
"To a very, very lesser degree."
"So what we feel when we're around Samuel? We wouldn't feel like that with the rest of your coven... that is the right word for a group of witches?" Bridgett asked with hope.
"It is," Kelly nodded, "and no, well, maybe, how does Ira affect you? Like wanton drooling sluts like it is with Samuel, not judging, been there too. Things you do when you've been starved," she sighed, recounting how they first had sex and how she wouldn't let him leave for the first week afterwards.
"No, not exactly like Ira; we don't know what it is about Samuel that our demons, just as you put it become wanton drooling sluts," Vikki said, smiling at Kelly.
"Hmm, that might be because of his magic and vampiric seduction," Kelly mused as she set her cup aside.
"Do the other two have it?" Bridgett asked, thinking back to the night of the club, recounting that she did feel something strange that evening, seeing Kelly nod her answer.
"Did you mean what you said that day in the library?" Kelly asked while she had them alone while Samuel and Aurore were busy and Charlotte was preparing dinner.
"About helping you?" Bridgett muttered, trying to think of what she meant by that.
"Yes."
"Of course we do," Bridgett said, scooting to the edge of her seat with Vikki's interest zeroed in on that one word.
"What troubles you?" Vikki asked, sensing Kelly's distress. "Only tell us what you can, alright?"
"You see, we wanted to get away after all that took place during that event. You know, just have a somewhat normal vacation," Kelly said, seeing their empathy as she continued on.
"I can't imagine how stressful this kind of life is on you and your baby," Bridgett said sympathetically.
"Our trip started out just fine; Sammy was showing how sweet he can be during it," feeling her cheeks heat at the fond memory, "well, things started happening. First, it started off as nothing until Sammy started to see the same man following us whenever we left the bed and breakfast during the day. Then when night fell, more and more vampires started appearing. First, I thought it was because we showed up unannounced in their territory that whichever House oversees that part of Greece we were in." Kelly said, filling them in on where they had been vacationing.
"Was Greece as pretty as it is on the TV?" Vikki asked, wondering where Bridgett wanted to go for their honeymoon.
"It was," Kelly nodded. "Anyway, they started to harass Sammy when he was getting blood since we had already fed him for the week. Sammy never once lifted a hand against them, only when it turned physical. Then they got to the point they tried to drink from him."
"But why? Isn't he one of theirs?" Bridgett asked, confused.
"Well, you know Sammy is a daywalker. Hekatê turned him into that, and the news hasn't sat well with the rest of the undead. So they thought if they drank from him, they too would become daywalkers."
"Is that possible?" Vikki asked, intrigued.
"I don't know, not like they tell me, and Sammy doesn't know if that would happen. So when Ira called us, we had already been on the run from them for three days, thinking switching hotels and whatnot would get them off our tail. That wasn't the case, so Sammy was casting and casting spells that I knew were draining him every time he did. At that point, it had been three days since Sammy had anything to drink. We tried to get him to drink from us, but he was worried that in doing so, he might unintentionally hurt our babies. Then well, Ira showed up and helped us out," Kelly said, hoping that confiding in them wasn't going to blow back in her face.
"Okay, seems like everything got sorted out, so why do you still look worried?" Bridgett asked in a concerned, friendly tone.
"Because it wasn't sorted, they just said since Sammy and Ira killed over a thousand of the two Houses that had been hunting us that the matter was settled, and no further action would be taken against the two Houses for their unprovoked attack," Kelly said, keeping her anger in check.
"But you don't believe that, do you?" Vikki asked with a pointed look.
"Hell no, I don't?! But I don't want to make trouble for Sammy, and I know they aren't done, not by a long shot," Kelly said sternly.
"Give me your hand," Bridgett said, not knowing where that had come from. Seeing Kelly's confusion, she leaned forward with her left hand, palm side up, out to her. Bridgett's left hand slid along the back of Kelly's while her right covered her upturned palm. "I want you to know, no matter when or where I will come. You call for me and toss it into the flame, and I will appear," she stated, feeling her angelic power flaring for what purpose she hadn't a clue.
"Okay, and I just throw this into a fire and shout, Bridgett?" Kelly asked, confused as she stared down at the metal symbol in her left hand that was the size of about her palm.
"No," shaking her head and chuckling, "you call out for Ruah Zol..." Her voice grew still, peering over at Vikki in shock, wondering if she had just stumbled upon her angelic name by accident.
"Who's Ruah Zol?" Kelly asked, perplexed.
"I am," Bridgett said, wondering why her angel was humming at the sound of her own name. "That's my angelic name," she informed her.
"Oh?! I didn't know that. Does Ira have one too?" Kelly inquired quizzically.
"He does," Vikki nodded. Turning in her seat, as did Bridgett, when U2's 'With or Without You' began to fill their house. Feeling Bridgett's hand rapidly tapping her leg as a ghostly image of Samuel appeared in the living room; however, what was coming from his mouth was not the U2 song that was coming from their kitchen. No. What was currently making Kelly's cheeks heat like mad, the way her eyes were quivering as she stared at his gaseous image, was the Righteous Brothers' 'Unchained Melody' flowed from Samuel's lips.
Bridgett watched how Kelly's eyes couldn't look away from the image, also noting how her mouth was moving as if singing silently along to her favorite song. Her demon stirred as she felt a rush of sexual energy as she watched how it appeared to her eyes that Kelly was fighting back from orgasming as Samuel's ghostly fingers caressed her right cheek. Seeing Kelly's frustration growing when he would move in for a kiss only to pull back at the last moment. Then as mysterious as it started, everything, minus the sexually charged air, returned to normal.
"Damn it, Samuel!" Charlotte screamed out from the kitchen.
"Excuse me for a second," Kelly muttered, quickly getting up from her seat, "You fucking tease!" she shouted as she disappeared from view. "You get back down here and finish what you fucking started! You can't leave your sister this fucking wet and not deliver!"
"Have to say if that's the face when she's near her climax, I know for sure we're going to enjoy making her squeal," Bridgett said low, seeing Vikki nodding along. "Wonder if he always..." Her voice grew. Still, her body went ridged as she felt the cold fingers of death dancing along her neck; glancing out of the corner of her left eye, she knew Vikki, too, was experiencing the same thing.
"Interesting, that solves the question if your kind has super hearing," Samuel said, watching the two of them quivering beneath his touch as the pads of his index and middle finger danced along their arteries. "Mmm, just listen to that beat," watching how the two of them turned to peer back at him in their seats.
"You know our offer; we'd be honored to feel your kiss," Vikki said as she and Bridgett offered up their necks once they noticed the glint of his fangs.
"Sorry about... Samuel?!" Kelly huffed.
"What you said to come down here and see I'm in here, yet when I did, you weren't in here so..." Grinning madly at the fuming aroused look on his sister's face, "Since you and Charlotte have been on me about keeping fed ever since the club, and you weren't here at the time, I thought I'd eat, as it were," Samuel spoke, wondering if he could... "What the hell, sis?!" he growled as his voice was muffled by the pillow as it ran down his face.
"Don't you go hypnotizing them with those eyes?!" Kelly intoned, staring Samuel down angrily.
"Wait... what?! You can do that?!" Bridgett gasped; however, upon reflection, she didn't know how, yet she could still feel the effects of his hypnotizing gaze.
"Oh, yeah, most of the time, it's amusing, but you don't do that to our guest, understand?!" Kelly spoke sternly as she retook her seat, glaring at her brother until he held his hands up in surrender. "Now, if you're hungry, I won't stop you, but none of that stuff, get me?"
"Yes, Kelly," Samuel uttered in a relenting sigh.
"If they agree, while you're feeding, you may touch; I know how that makes the blood sweeter for you. Only touching and only through clothing," Kelly said, setting the rules.
"Is it really that arousing?" Vikki asked, feeling her mound quiver in excitement.
"If Sammy had told me he was hungry, I would have set him out something, or I would have told you to bring an extra pair or two with you," Kelly offered. "But that's me, given what we are affects us more than it might you." Noting how Samuel's eyes were on their throbbing arteries that danced in his eyes.
"Can I ask, without you having to divulge anything that they might not want you to, but wouldn't blood bags be safer for you to feed than on living people? Don't get me wrong, I want you to drink from me; just wouldn't that be better for you?" Bridgett asked in a friendly tone.
"Do you like cold food?" Samuel asked in a monotone voice.
"Not particularly unless it was meant to be cold in the first place," Vikki answered, feeling the gooseflesh on her skin as his fingers danced along her neck. Something she wasn't about to stop, not when she and Bridgett were about to have one of their fantasies fulfilled.
"Do you want to know what cold blood tastes like to a vampire?" Samuel asked pointedly, seeing their vehement nods in response. "It tastes like you crawled into the sewer, got the most putrid piss water you can find, and sprinkled crap all over; if that's not bad enough, you have this sickening tar just running down your larynx that feels like forever. Everything is heightened on a vampire, just to feel it running down your throat," making a display, showing off his nails that came with being a vampire as they ran down his throat; it was so that when they had a victim, they couldn't escape once they had bitten them, "so we feel every centimeter as it slowly crawls down..." Another pillow struck his face in the process of creeping out his sister's new friends, as was his brotherly job.
"You know damn well, Samuel; your blood is always warm?!" Kelly huffed in an angry pout.
"Aw, come on, sis, can't an immortal have a little fun creeping out the demons?! Do you know how messed up that would be in the cosmic sense of things?!" Samuel said, grinning like mad at his sister.
"You'd said you'd be nice," Kelly uttered with a sad pout.
"I did, didn't I?" Samuel admitted as Kelly weakly nodded. "I apologize, Kelly, I did promise you that, and I'm sorry; forgive me?"
"Only if you finish what you started," Kelly said in a shy, bashful tone as she picked at the right leg of her jeans.
"Sis, don't you think it's a little early for voyeurism?" Samuel replied with a sly sinful smirk.
"Not that you perv?!" Kelly giggled, she knew he only messed with Bridgett and Vikki because she liked them, and he was only doing what any good brother would do, making sure they were okay sort of people for her protection. "I want my kiss you teased me with," she said hungrily.
"Oh? I see; I was kind of looking forward to putting on a good show," Samuel mused jokingly, seeing the wonder in Bridgett's and Vikki's eyes when he said that "Give me one second, and then if you're still willing, you'll get your wish. However, first, stick out your hand," he directed, looking at Bridgett who looked at him oddly yet did as he asked. Studying her reaction when his arm darted out and poked her in the tip of her middle finger. Holding her hand tightly as she tried to pull away as he coated his nail in her blood before leaning forward and running his tongue along it, sealing the wound as he did.
"Why did you do that?" Bridgett asked, looking at him and then at her finger, wondering why she wasn't bleeding.
"Well, one, don't take this the wrong way, but I've known your brother for a while now before he became cosmic. He could at least read my movements since he couldn't keep up with my speed. You, on the other hand, could not. Which is odd because if you put the Ira then beside you now, you're way stronger than he was, even I can tell that. So, I was wondering what's holding you back? That and I honestly don't know if I can drink from you given what you are, demons; I know I can. Don't know about an angel; well, that's explanatory. So I took a sample to test and not kill myself," Samuel said, getting to his feet. The tip of his tongue tasted the blood on his nail, seeing if he would burst into flames given Bridgett's angelic half. Surprising to find it rather tasty and not combusting into a giant ball of holy fire at the same time. Noting how Bridgett was really pondering on what he had said to her as he rounded the couch as he sucked his nail clean when he was sure her blood wasn't going to kill him. "So, want a kiss do you?" he uttered sinfully as he leaned on the armrests of the chair Kelly was sitting in.
"She's not the only one, Sam," Aurore cooed as she leaned against the doorframe as she watched on.
Bridgett slyly tapped Vikki's leg as she smelt the lingering innocence of the girl as her eyes fell upon her. She saw the look of lust in Vikki's eyes, knowing how she, too, wanted a taste of that lean, sexy, gothic southern bell. Her body heated like mad as her sweet creole accent played within her ears. It wasn't the first time Bridgett asked herself where Samuel was finding all these attractive women in his life. Remembering what Lestat had once said in the book Interview with a Vampire about the Creoles, wondering if that sweet-looking teenager was as sweet as she appeared to be and how she would look with her face between her legs.
"Nah-uh, Aurore, you had him for some time; now I want my kiss," Kelly said heatedly in her need to feel her brother's lips against hers as she pulled her brother's face down to her level and proceeded to plant a very passionate kiss on his lips. "Don't you start, Sammy?!" she grunted as she fought back the surge of sexual energy as Samuel ran the tip of his fingernail down the center of her chest, causing her hands to clench hard against the armrest to keep herself from cumming from his touch.
"But you're so sexy when you're frustrated," Samuel teased with a huge grin on his face that was only inches away from hers.
"Not... when... we... have... company," Kelly panted, trying to keep her control over her body as that nail of his circled around her areola. Yet she couldn't keep the fires of her want from her green eyes as she peered at her brother.
"Shame, you are rather cute when you're all hot and bothered," Samuel teased, getting a quick kiss in before rising to his full height. "You staying for dinner?" he asked, looking over at Aurore, who still had a glow about her after the sex they had shared during the spell.
"Of course, shouldn't your girlfriend want to spend the night with you?" Aurore asked sweetly, peering at him dreamily as he walked back around the couch to the spot he once held. Her relationship with Samuel might be convoluted to some, but she didn't care what they thought about it. Samuel made her happy, and the sex, if she was being honest, was the greatest thing she's ever experienced. Even her own mother thinks so, given the numerous of times she had caught her mother dashing through the doorway and only returning a few hours later on very shaky legs.
"Hi, we haven't met..."
"I know who you are; you're Ira's sister; I saw you're picture at his house when we were there," Aurore said in a friendly tone.
"Wait. What do you mean you were in our house?!" Bridgett asked accusingly as she turned to look back at Samuel.
"We were; your grandmother, which is weird to say given who she is, invited us to stay there while the crisis was going on."
"Where?!" Vikki asked in wonder.
"The basement, of course, so do you want to feel my kiss?" Samuel asked with a smirk revealing the tip of his left fang.
"Where do you want to do it?" Bridgett stammered nervously. Watching how Samuel just patted the back of the couch she and Vikki were sitting on.
"Which one wants to go first?" Samuel inquired curiously.
"I hope you brought extra underwear," Aurore mused in a teasing light.
"Have you?" Vikki asked, her eyes running down the newcomer's body. She could already feel her pussy getting soaked at all the fine women that were around her at that moment.
"I have, many a time," Aurore nodded. "Samuel only feeds from four people, me, Kelly, Charlotte, and Marie," she stated, listing off their names. Arching an eyebrow as they flipped a coin to see who would go first. Listening to the huff, Bridgett released when she lost.
"Now, just relax, you might feel a pinch, that's normal, just stay relaxed for me," Samuel instructed to Vikki, watching how her hands curled into a fist on the tops of her legs in her nervousness, or that's what Samuel took it as. "Relax," he whispered into her ear, putting some of his magic behind his word just to soothe her body. A nervous body did not produce fine blood when he drank from one of them. In his opinion, it soured the blood, making it just as foul tasting as cold blood was to him. "Shh, you'll be fine," Samuel said, running his nose along her artery, inhaling the scent of her blood. He knew how his body reacted when Mor had fed him her blood, so he was sure drinking from Vikki wouldn't cause a problem for him. Listening to Vikki's gasp as his fangs penetrated her skin. Listening to her quickening breathing as her hot blood flowed into his mouth.
"Mmm..." Vikki moaned as her body was flooded with euphoria, the likes of which she hadn't encountered since the first time she fed as a succubus. Reaching up, since Kelly had given them the okay, she's wanted to feel his touch again ever since the beach. Whimpering loudly as her hand guided his over her right breast. If what Kelly said was true, that her arousal made her blood sweeter to him, then she was going to ensure that it was at the peak of sweetness so he would allow this to happen again.
"Touch me," she whispered in want, trying not to lose control of herself as his hand ran down her stomach. Opening her legs, noting how Kelly was watching them, something she would have thought Kelly would be appalled to see. However, the moment she felt his touch upon her cover clit, fireworks just went off in her head as something akin to the energy they feed on inundated her canal. "Fuck?!" Vikki cried out as she came hard, feeling her nectar striking her panties with such force only Ira had been able to achieve. Then she felt his tongue running along her neck, sealing the two puncture wounds before she slumped back against the couch, feeling her body just vibrating as if she's had a very late night of sex. Not something she was complaining about; she knew she could get addicted to it.
"Babe? Are you okay?" Bridgett asked, eyeing her fiancée. She had seen how Vikki had reacted. She knew her woman had came hard. It was easy for her to tell it was a real orgasm and not the normal fake ones Vikki would display when they would partake in one of her parents' films.
"Fucking fantastic?!" Vikki said with a wide smile on her lips. "Is it always like that?" she asked, looking to Kelly and Aurore, who just nodded in agreement.
"Did it hurt?" Bridgett asked, making sure Vikki was alright after the experience.
"Not much, just a little light-headed, is all," Vikki informed her.
"That will pass in a few seconds," Kelly supplied.
"What was it like?" Bridgett asked eagerly to know what she felt.
"Do you want to talk or experience it?" Samuel asked, cutting in.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just so excited!" Bridgett uttered, returning back to her spot and tilting her head to the right so he could have good access to her neck. "Please, let me know what your kiss is like," she said in an almost pleading tone. "Give me your hand," Bridgett commanded as she heard him moving, taking up his position behind her. "I want my blood as sweet as we can get it for you," she stated, holding her hand over her shoulder. Biting her lip as she felt his fangs piercing her skin. Feeling her demon writhing in bliss as he continued to draw from her. Feeling her nipple hardening underneath his palm as she let him fondle her left breast. "Oh, damn, yes?!" Bridgett's voice shuttered as a wave of bliss filled her body; just like Vikki, her hand led Samuel's down her body to her paradise. Where as you can imagine, she exploded in dew and cream at his simple touch on her clit. Her legs clamped hard around his hand as she came and hard too. Her eyes fluttered open, filled with such euphoria that her mind was elsewhere as Samuel licked up her neck.
"Sammy, if you're done making the girl cum, dinner is ready," Charlotte said, from the doorway, smiling at him as he peered over at her.
"Just... give me a minute; I need to get my legs back under me," Bridgett panted; never in her wildest imagination did she ever think a vampire's kiss would feel that good! How she just wanted to strip off her clothes and tell Samuel to do what he wanted to her just for another chance to feel his kiss. Feeling her cheeks heat at Samuel's chuckle as he got to his feet. Seeing Aurore moving towards him with her hand out to him from the corner of her eye.
"You best be taking me out on a walk on the beach to make up for that display in the kitchen," Charlotte grumbled as Samuel stepped up to her.
"Oh?"
"Mmmhmm, you can't get your wife all hot and just vanish; that's not right," Charlotte said, nodding her head.
"I see," listening to her soft yelp as he pulled Charlotte into him, "a walk on the beach with my sexy aunt, hmm... could be fun?" Samuel mused, watching how her brown eyes were studying his face. Hearing her inhalation of breath through her nose as he rolled his tongue within the warmth of her mouth. Smiling as Charlotte had a dreamy, far-off look on her face as she pulled away. Looking down when Aurore took hold of his shirt and pulled him down to her level.
"I told you she wasn't the only one, Sammy," Aurore said breathlessly before she passionately kissed Samuel.
"Okay, you two, our dinner is getting cold," Kelly said, pulling Aurore away. "Plus, Samuel has to make up for getting Charlotte and me aroused."
"So, do the two of you want to come to the Samhain festival?" Wendy asked, holding her chicken nugget in one hand while the rest had baked spaghetti.
"Do what?" Bridgett asked from behind her napkin, noticing how Vikki was quickly wiping her mouth.
"While Samhain isn't for a few more months, and how it usually falls on a weekday, and no one really celebrates what it truly was anymore. Also not sensible to hold a three-day feast. So back in 1900, those with Celtic origins moved that part of Samhain to the first week of October, so the kids can do their thing on Halloween. So, want to come with us?" Wendy asked, munching on her nugget as she eyed them.
"What's it like?" Vikki asked, intrigued as she reached for her beer.
"Games, costumes, to ward off evil spirits, lots of food, music, that sort of thing," Samuel said, grinning like a fool at his mother when he was playing with her animal nugget like he knew she did, given his baby album. Watching her puff out her cheeks when she knew he was teasing her.
"Wait. Are you saying we can dress up for it?" Bridgett asked, wondering if she could go as herself.
"Yeah, or you can go as yourselves," Samuel said, reading Bridgett's mind.
"How many days is it, and when does it start?" Vikki asked, pulling out her phone.
"It starts October the second and ends on the fifth," Kelly informed her.
"Is it during the day?" Bridgett asked, hoping that it wasn't so she wouldn't miss any classes.
"No, it starts at five and ends by ten at night; it's a family-friendly place," Kelly said with a warm smile.
"We'd definitely would love to join you on it," Vikki said, with Bridgett nodding along.
"Come hungry; they have some of the best food there," Kelly said; her eyes fell on Samuel and their mother as he cleaned up some of the juice that spilled onto her shirt. Her eyes smirked when she noted how she could still get his cheeks to blush when he noticed her looking.
As the evening grew late, Wendy had gone to bed hours earlier; Aurore had left to go home after dinner so she could do her homework, however, not without sneaking Samuel off and giving him a quick blowjob before she left for the night. Kelly's, Charlotte's, and Vikki's voices filled the front of the house as they chatted away. Bridgett was just exiting the bathroom, walking quietly down the hall, when she saw the light coming from the library.
"You know you really can't sneak up on a vampire, right?" Samuel's voice stilled her in her tracks.
"Sorry, I wasn't trying to snoop, honest; it's just all this, you, your family, this is the life Vikki and I have always wanted to be a part of. I do apologize if my curiosity is upsetting you or anyone; I just can't help myself; I mean, magic?! Who thought it would actually be real?!" Bridgett said as she stood in the library's doorway.
"Okay, I have to give you that," Samuel chuckled as the Key of Solomon floated to the left of him as he tried to decipher a new category of spells that were housed within the tome.
"How's it going with that?" Bridgett asked, nodding towards the tome.
"Slow," Samuel mumbled.
"Any way I can help?" Bridgett inquired, eager to be of some help to her friend, she didn't know if he thought of her as a friend, but she did.
"Not unless you know someone that can decipher ancient Hebrew," Samuel said, glancing up from the pages of a book he had been staring at for the past five minutes.
"I might," Bridgett replied, seeing how that got his attention. "But you'll have to come to Portland; I promise it shouldn't be too dangerous for you, I think," she teased.
"Why Portland?"
"Because Vikki's mother works at the University and studies this kind of stuff, if she can't read it, then she might know of someone that might," Bridgett explained, wondering how they would take seeing him on campus.
"Oh? No wonder our school system is going to hell," Samuel joked, feeling her playful slap on his bicep. "And when do you think you can set this up?"
"I'll ask her the moment we get home. So... about earlier, what did you mean I couldn't track you."
"Well, at first Ira couldn't, plus at the time he was allowing his fear to hold him back, so I kind of kicked his ass," seeing Bridgett holding back her laughter, "then well, I guess what he is finally got used to me or something like that, since sometime around... what was it he called it," Samuel muttered, trying to remember the class of angel Ira was at the time. "A Dominion class of angel, that was about around the time he got over that fear that he was able to keep up with me. So what's holding you back?"
"I'm trying, but I just can't seem to figure out how Ira combined his angel and demon into one," Bridgett said with an aggravated sigh.
"Ah. I see," Samuel said in a tone that spoke that he knew the reason for her plateau.
"What? Come on, if you know something, tell me, please," Bridgett spoke, closing the distance between them, laying her hand on his arm above his elbow.
"You're forgetting something."
"No, I'm not," Bridgett stated in a huff.
"You are," Samuel said, waiting for her to figure it out on her own.
"Please, a hint," Bridgett asked after a few minutes of pondering on what he meant.
"You say you can't combine your angel and demon, but you're forgetting one major fact. A part of you is still human; however big that part is. You simply can't force something into a whole while leaving a part of that whole out of the equation," Samuel said like it should have been common knowledge to her.
"But how?!" Bridgett asked, confused.
"That I can't say, you have to figure that out on your own; since you are what you are, I have no clue how you do what you do, so I wouldn't be much help to you. Nonetheless, I do know that Ira didn't achieve what you're trying to do until he became cosmic, and a word of advice, as you are right at this moment, if you tried to tap into the cosmic flow, you would kill yourself," Samuel warned.
"What do you mean?"
"As you are now, your body isn't ready to handle that kind of juice. Think of it like this, you at this moment are like a small soda at McDs while cosmic energy is the equivalent of an extra-large. You just don't have the space to hold it without the vessel, your body, exploding," Samuel said, watching Bridgett just hanging her head at his example. Arching an eyebrow at how she groaned as she leaned forward, her elbows resting on the table's surface while her face was buried in her hands.
"Why does this have to be so damn hard?!" Bridgett grumbled, turning her head as she felt his hand patting her left shoulder. "So I take it you've entered this... cosmic flow before?"
"I have," Samuel nodded.
"What was it like for you to be able to handle it?" Bridgett asked quizzically.
"A lot of pain," Samuel said darkly.
"Huh?"
"In order to put Onoskelis back to sleep, I needed enough strength to ensure that happened, and the only way for someone like me to do that, to a being that predates even Primal forces of the Greek mythos, was to use Gaia's and Nyx's power to do so. However, in order to even be able to use a fraction of it without blowing myself up, like you would if you just jumped into it, my body had to be conditioned to be able to channel their energy, hence, lots and lots of pain. If I was still mortal, then I wouldn't have survived, or I probably wouldn't have survived the fall into Tartarus if I was still human," Samuel stated, nodding when Bridgett shot him a 'Really?!' look. "Can I ask, why aren't you asking your brother this?"
"Seems when I fell, and since he's become this Lord of Atlantis," the corners of her lips lifted at the chuckle that got out him at her display at her brother's title, "seems there are somethings he just can't help me with," Bridgett said sadly.
"Ah, yeah, I can understand," Samuel said sympathetically
"Since you aren't a part of my mythos and have to follow our rules, would you mind helping me when I'm ready?" Bridgett asked with hope.
"You sure you want me as a teacher?"
"I do, you've already given me lot's to think about, and we've just been talking..."
"Ah, this is where you got to," Vikki interrupted, causing Bridgett to turn to look at her. "Love, it's getting late, and they have a baby they have to be up early to look after; I think it's time for us to head home."
"You're right, we have been hoarding their time, sorry..." Stopping herself when Samuel waved her off.
"This night was more about Kelly than me, so if she's happy, that's what matters to me. If she wanted house guest for the evening..."
"I heard that, Sammy!" Instantly Kelly appeared behind Vikki. "You really wouldn't mind?"
"No, why would I?"
"Well, I know how you like the house to yourself when we're all asleep," Kelly said in a bashful tone.
"If or when that happens, I'll keep my clothes on," Samuel said, noting how Bridgett's and Vikki's head snapped over at him.
"Would you mind if we came for the weekend? That way, Kelly can show us those caterers she's told us about and maybe, if she's up for it, some shopping too," Vikki spoke, looking back at Kelly, who looked very excited at the idea.
"We aren't doing anything this weekend, right?" Samuel asked, looking at his sister.
"We aren't; next weekend, we have that ritual with the family," Kelly answered after a few seconds. "You wouldn't really mind, Sammy?"
"No, but if I find them in my coffin, I will nibble," Samuel said, smelling their increased arousal in the air.
"Perv?! Come, I'll show you out, then, dear brother, you can perform your husbandly duties to your wives," Kelly said with a smile on her lips as she peered over her shoulder as she escorted them out.
"Thank you again for inviting us to dinner; we had such a lovely time," Vikki said, hugging Kelly as they stood on their porch.
"And thank you for letting Samuel drink from us; this has been one of our best nights ever?!" Bridgett said happily as she got her own goodbye hug in. "This weekend is going to be off the hook?!"
"Text me that you got home, alright?" Kelly uttered in a concerned, friendly tone.
"We will, night Kelly," stopping in her tracks as she was about at the bottom step, "Kelly?" Turning back to look at her friend, seeing the curious look on her face. "Samuel was joking about walking around naked, right?"
"Oh no, he usually is performing some kind of spell late at night, and most of the time, that requires you to be naked, but I'll make sure he keeps his pants on while you're here," Kelly answered with a knowing smirk.
