Part 14.2
"Heavenly," Ira moaned as his fingers curled around the sheets of the bed. Lifting his head up as Metatron lightly giggled. Watching how her hands were moving her 32G breasts while she sucked on the top quarter of his cock. Her golden eyes peered at him as her head bobbed. The slurping of her mouth echoed out along that desolate place. "Fuck..." Ira groaned as he felt his balls tightening. His churning cum bubbling away in his testicles as he felt the chain brushing up along the back of his cock as Metatron ceased her titty-fuck. Something he was a little saddened by. However, Metatron wasn't about to allow that hot load to go to waste, not after so long a wait. "Oh fuck," Ira loudly moaned as Metatron wasted no time in swallowing every inch of his cock like she did on the roof of that building in Atlantis. Ira didn't last long as Metatron's throat muscles squeezed his cock as it sat within its depths.
Metatron moaned from around Ira's rod as his seed flooded her throat. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock before it left her lips. Watching how Ira's body quaked as her hand stroked along his still hard pole. So glad that Ira had the ability to keep his hard-on after he had cum. "So... you haven't answered my request," Metatron said, as she crawled up his body. Her pierced nipples brushed along his chest; the gold chain dragged along his body as she felt how wet her labia had become in anticipation of what was to come. Causing gooseflesh to race along her skin as the contact sent tremors throughout her body. "Well?" Metatron whispered as she stared down into Ira's eyes as her left thigh brushed lightly along his right.
"You really want that?" Ira asked, arching an eyebrow. "I mean do you really want to carry my child, not because God ordered you too. I mean..."
"Shh..." Metatron placed her finger on his lips stilling his words. "Angels do not have free will Ira. We must obey or we will be cast down like Lucifer was," she said, slyly rubbing her clit along his hard pole as she hovered over him. "But yes, I do want that. To give rise to a new order of angel that will serve Heaven should the need arise."
"I see," Ira muttered, unsure how to take that.
"Now... there's something that's been dying for you to use that demon tongue on," Metatron said, as a devious grin spread along her lips. Giggling madly as Ira rolled her onto her back. The sound of their lips smacking filled the area as Ira's hand lightly ran up along the right side of her chest as she gently rubbed her right thigh against his hip as she breathed heavily into his ear. Her skin heated as Ira kissed down her neck. Her womb quivered as Ira's lips tugged on her right nipple. Her back arched, a licentious moan escaped her lips as Ira gave the chain a gentle, but firm, tug. Her canal pulsated, her angelic dew began to gather and multiply as Ira's tongue circled around that hardening peak. "Yes Ira," Metatron said breathlessly, as her nails dragged up along his back. "Mmmhmm, manhandle those breasts." Her voice trembled as Ira's right hand rolled, squeezed, and fondled to his heart's content her left breast. Feeling her breast sandwiching out between his fingers as her nipple rolled along the palm of his hand. Whimpering lightly as she came as she lightly rubbed her moist labia along his elongated cock. Her chest rose rapidly as Ira kissed down her stomach. Biting her lip, her hands cradling her massive orbs, tweaking her nipples as Ira neared her heavenly paradise.
Her breath stilled; a silent moan was formed on her lips as she felt Ira's tongue dancing up her labia. Her fingers weaved through his hair as that pink muscle teased her vulva in its trek northward. Feeling her hood lift to expose her throbbing clitoris. Her back arched, the light of the floating orbs played along her breasts as they jiggled. "Oh Ira!" Metatron loudly moaned, her thighs gently squeezed Ira's head as his lips captured that aching bud. "Mmmhmm," she hummed as the back of her head pressed down on the mattress. Her fingers curled around the sheet, the fabric straining as her diaphragm convulsed. "Oh fuck!" Metatron howled as Ira's tongue slipped into her canal. Feeling that forked tongue rolling within her cunt, seeking out the depths of her core. "Yes Ira, taste that pussy!" she growled, pressing his face hard against her mound. Her hips moved on their own as she ground her sensitive labia against Ira's lips. "You're going to make me..." Her angelic light flared from her eyes and mouth as her orgasmic juices flooded her channel. Her body quaked, her cunt was on fire, her chest heaved as her eyes slowly blinked as she gave into her euphoria. Her body shuddered as she peered over the tops of her breasts. Watching how Ira brushed his cock along that hard bud.
"Fuck me Ira, I need it!" Metatron whimpered as her golden eyes peered at him. "F-f-f-fuck! Yes!" she howled in bliss as Ira eased his long, thick cock into her tight cunt. "I've waited for so long..." Gasping loudly as Ira sent the rest of his length into her in a hard thrust, causing her breasts to sway and roll. Her back arched as his root struck her mound. "Yes, that's what I need!" Her breath came out in rapid heaves as his balls slapped her ass. "I-I-Ira...?!"
"Hmm?" Ira hummed his gold-ruby eyes gazed down at her.
"Do you find me beautiful?" Metatron asked, as her red hair was feathered out around her. Biting her lip as she felt his hands running up her stomach as Ira leaned forward.
"Auntie," a smirk graced his lips as Metatron's cheeks took on a red hue, "you are by far one of the most stunning women or angels I have ever encountered," Ira said, as he loomed over her. Feeling her hands taking hold of his arms as he watched how she gasped softly as he sent his cock into the depths of her cunt.
"T-then... who's the prettiest?" Metatron asked, feeling her orgasm nearing.
"I'm so not answering that," Ira said, with a coy smirk. "Then everyone will hate me. Plus I know a trap when I see one," he whispered as he leaned down. Her fingers danced along his cheeks, weaving through his hair as she pulled him deeper into their shared kiss. Ira studied the satisfied look on her face as Metatron burst into a cloud of royal purple vapor. His four wings unfurled lifting himself into the air as Metatron's ethereal essence filled that pocket dimension.
"Cum for me Ira. Let me soak in your essence so I may give rise to a new form of Seraphim." Metatron's voice spoke all around him. Ira felt a thousand hands upon him as her essence swirled around him. Feeling his body vibrating as Metatron's ghostly form milked his cock. "Yes Ira, give me the child that my father has commanded to be born and that I crave." Something strange started to bubble within him, angelic light began to stream out from every inch of his wings. "'O Heavenly Father, turn thy eyes upon this union and bless it with your righteous love." Ira heard Metatron pray as his seed erupted from his core.
Eden...
"Do you sense that sister?" Raphaela asked, unable to sense Ira anywhere on earth. Her raven hair swayed in the sweet breeze that drifted through the trees of that holy ground. Her golden eyes fell upon her daughter. Wondering how Ira would take the news. Would he open his heart to her or cast them away since they never told him this was going to happen. She and Michelle had felt the battle on Earth and knew he had grown stronger if for a short time. How she wanted to go down and fight at his side. To show her fallen sister's that the father of her child did not stand alone. Yet Cassiel needed to be watched and protected from her sisters until she was strong enough. This was the reason why she and Michelle had chosen the garden. She knew her father would keep them hidden from the heavenly host. Her finger twirled around a lock of her hair as her eyes ran along her daughter's horns. Curving along the sides of her head, along her forehead before dipping down slightly as they ended in sharp points. Loving how she had her dark raven hair, watching it float in the air as she was getting used to using her legs as her strong sets of wings kept her a few inches off the ground.
"I did, it seems Metatron has made her move," Michelle said, her blonde hair brushing along her back as the breeze lifted it. She knew other than her father, the Seraphim were the only ones able to erase the presence of one of their own. While Ira might look like a demon he was very much an angel, at least she thought so. Unlike Lucifer's child, theirs were able to bathe in the light of Heaven to increase the gestation rate. She knew she and Raphaela would be at a very big disadvantage while they carried their children. Now the only thing that remained was to wait and watch as they grew.
"Cassiel!" Lailah cried out as her blond hair streamed through the air. Her gold-ruby eyes shown in her gleefulness as her tiny legs carried her through the garden. The stubs of her horns peeked out the tops of her hair as her set of black and white wings sat against her back.
"Seems my daughter is a fast learner," Michelle teased her sister.
"Bah! Lailah hasn't even tried to use her wings. Methinks a mother should have taught her that," Raphaela said, waving off her sister with a smirk.
"Hmpf!" Michelle thrust her nose into her air. "My Ira will be so happy to see our daughter! Just you wait sister, he's going to shower Lailah far more than Cassiel."
"Say that again! I dare you!" Raphaela growled as her spear appeared in her left hand.
"I'll say it until judgement day if you like and it will still be the truth," Michelle said, the blade of her sword touched the blade of Raphaela's spear. The two angels laughter could be heard through the garden as they sent their weapons back to the ether. "Come sister, let us teach our daughters about their father and our father."
"Agreed. They must know who they serve and who will love them unconditionally," Raphaela said, her pearl white wings unfurled.
"Mother!" Cassiel cried out as her little wings floated her over to her mother.
"Mother! Tell us about our father," Lailah said, with pleading eyes as she stared up at Michelle.
"Well, you see, your father, his name is Ira, or you may call him Suriel Zol..."
"We will see each other soon, that I promise," Metatron whispered lovingly as her six wings held her aloft. Her fingers traced along his jaw as they tilted it up. Her soft velvety lips plucked at his lips before returning to Heaven to inform her father of the events of that night. Her hands covered her stomach as she hovered in the air above him as she stared down at the man their father had ordered them to bed. She loved her father, it was in her make-up, yet Ira gave her attention that her father hadn't shown in so many years. Feeling her cheeks heat as she felt his eyes on her chest. How it made her feel wanted. Glad that she had allowed him to take a photo of them on what he called his cell phone, and another of her as she had half of his rod down her throat. She knew he was going to be naughty, and that excited her to no end. Waving sadly to him, knowing she had to leave.
"Well Ira, what are you going to do now?" Ira grumbled to himself as he rubbed the back of his head. He had thought, with this whole Onoskelis thing going on, nothing else would have popped up. Was he ready to be a father? Not that it mattered any more, Anael, already proved he was a father. What mattered now is if he could be a good one. He hoped so.
"Ira?!" Mor whispered as she peered around the corner of his home once she felt the Seraphim leave.
"Yeah?"
"Mor needs to tell you something," Mor said, stepping out from around the corner. Dragging her daughters behind her.
Ira cocked an eyebrow as the two demons he had seen during the fight landed at his feet. His golden-ruby eyes glanced up at Mor waiting for an explanation. Watching how the two batted each other's hands away as they tried to touch him.
"Enough!" Ira shouted. His angelic and demonic powers surged out, whipping the wind into a frenzy. His tail lashed the ground, his eyes glowed in his growing power, his halo flared in his anger. His midnight skin glisten in his holy light. "Explain now Mor."
"Please father, let us touch you," Aswang pleaded as she stared up at Ira.
"Yes father, we only wish to help you. To punish those that think it wise to stand against you and our Lady," Ardat Lili said, bowing her head.
Ira held their chins in his hands, noting how their eyes gazed at him in lust. Seeing more of their mother in them than he saw of himself.
"Please Ira, don't be angry, Mor's Lady wished it to be so," Mor said, coming to stand behind her children.
Shaking his head as they latched onto his legs. "How many more?" Ira asked, looking at Mor.
"Five more," Mor stated an evil light danced along her eyes. "These two are the strongest of your demonic children, we must guide them in the ways of demons."
"I'll leave that to you," Ira said, trying to keep his face placid.
"As you wish my prince," Mor said, bowing her head. "Mor is always your servant in bed and out of it. Come children, your father must plan, we have angels to hunt."
"We are here to please you father, call for us," Ardat Lili purred as she rubbed Ira's soft member before she and Aswang were pulled away.
"Mother! Why couldn't I touch father there! Ardat did!"
Ira pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He so didn't need this right now. It was bad enough with all the others wanting a piece of him, now he had daughters that appeared to want him as well. Bowing his head as he stood in front of the door, shaking his head to clear it. The loud swoosh of the door opening caused his head to snap up. His eyes widened, his heart raced as a hand reached out and roughly pulled him into his house.
Pandora's EE breasts dangled as she leaned over Samuel as the others watched on. Her raven hair brushed along the bed that Samuel had conjured for them once they all had arrived down in the basement. Her blue eyes staring at the man that held sway over her heart. Her fingertips skimmed up his chest as those glowing eyes of his gazed at her. She was the last to be reunited with him, not that she minded. She was glad Kelly, Charlotte and her sister allowed her to be with Samuel. Pandora didn't know what she would do if they kept her from him. Her pink areolas beckoned Samuel to wrap his lips around them. They so ached for his touch once again. She wondered, now that he was a full vampire, how it would be compared to his former self as a half vampire before their goddess turned him into a daywalker. Feeling her mound quivering as her eyes noted how his left fang peeked out from beneath his lip as he smiled at her.
"Samuel?" Gently lowering her naked cunt onto his magically induced hard-on he had done so they all could have a turn. Feeling its heat soaking into her ever moistening mound. Loving how that cock of his felt against her labia, knowing how they couldn't wait to mold themselves around his hard pole.
"Hmm?" Samuel hummed watching how Pandora nuzzled his hand as he caressed her left cheek.
"I've missed you," Pandora whispered as she leaned down. Her lips pressed lightly on his as the palm of her hand ran up along the base of his cock, biting her lip as his mushroom top ran through her eager labia. A soft gasp escaped her lips as her love tunnel opened to accept his rod. "Mmmhmm," she nodded as her lower lip slowly dragged along the tips of her fangs as Samuel gently fondled her breasts. "Those missed you too," Pandora said, feeling her cheeks become flushed.
"Well, madam breast A and B," lifting up her left one then her right one, "I do humbly apologize for my absence. I'll try to be more courteous to your plight and have my summoning scheduled at a more proper time," Samuel said, in a joking manner as he smiled up at Pandora who was fighting herself from laughing as she rode him. "F-fuck!" he groaned as Pandora increased the pace of her glide.
"You love that pussy don't you Samuel?" Pandora asked, hungrily.
"Y-yes..."
"Mine better be the best!" Nimue teased in a huff.
"No way, he likes his sister's pussy better. You remember the night after the club where you took me on the hood of my car?" Kelly asked, the tips of her blonde hair teased her nipples as she gazed upon her brother and the father of their unborn child.
"Hard to forget sis," Samuel grunted as he stared into Pandora's eyes as she plunged down on his rod.
"No Kelly, my Sammy loves his wife's pussy," Charlotte said, flipping her raven hair over her shoulder as her hands rested on her stomach as she watched on as she watched the vampire fucking her nephew. Arching an eyebrow when Pandora turned her head towards her.
"Really now?!" Pandora said, in a challenging voice.
"Pan..." Samuel yelped in surprise. Feeling his body flipping in the air before striking the ceiling.
"Yeah, you like fucking me up here don't you Samuel?" Pandora asked, with a lubricous smirk as she sent his cock to the depths of her core.
"Oh wow! I did not know they could do that," Aurore said in awe, as she stared up at them.
"Now that's just playing dirty," Charlotte said in a huff, crossing her arms below her 36D breasts. Which oddly to her started to feel bigger to her as the days of her pregnancy wore on. Looking over at Kelly, she wondered if she had this problem when she carried Wendy.
"Sister?!" Nimue's tone was hard. "What do you think you're doing with my husband up there?"
"Fucking him of course, and he loves it," Pandora said, staring lovingly down at Samuel as her nectar ran down her stomach. "Don't you baby?" she asked, as her hands softly rubbed his chest.
"Umm... I'm so not going to answer that with four magic wielding women staring up at me. I'm too young to be blown to bits."
"Very good answer, little brother," Kelly said, with a wicked smirk on her lips.
"Fuck... going to..." Samuel grunted his hands took hold of Pandora's hips.
"Yes Samuel, fill my pussy with your cum!" Pandora cried out as his seed filled her womb. Giggling as she bounced on the bed as she stared up at Samuel, while one of the most powerfullest vampires that's ever walked the Earth, if the look on his face was any indication as Kelly, Charlotte, Nimue, and Aurore stared up at him you wouldn't know it.
"Sammy? Get down here," Charlotte said, snapping her fingers pointing at the spot before her. It wasn't her fault that her nephew made her horny and how delicious his magic tasted to her.
"Yes Samuel, why is it that my sister gets to fuck you up there and not me, hmm? I am, after all, your wife?" Nimue asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Samuel! Come on, I have to try it!" Aurore said, dancing excitedly in place.
"Sammy don't make your adorable, hormonal, sexy sister make you come down from that ceiling," Kelly said, looking up at her brother. A dark burning lustful hunger smoldered in her eyes as she looked at his wet glistening cock.
"Umm... little problem."
"Yes?!" They said in unison, causing Pandora to giggle madly.
"I don't know how," Samuel said, feeling his cheeks heat in embarrassment at their combined laughter.
"Hmm... you sure that's the place?" Samuel asked, once Charlotte and Kelly had cast the scrying spell on the item he had taken from one of the bodies. Feeling how Aurore draped herself along his back, feeling her night shirt softly rubbing against his skin as her arms wrapped around his chest. He could feel her emerald green eyes on him as she rested her right cheek on his shoulder. Pandora and Nimue had retired after another round of sex and the over use of blood magic. He himself could still feel the lingering effects of it on his body. If he no longer had to sleep he could understand why they sought their casket so early. His eyes glanced up running along his sister's and aunt's bodies, feeling his body starting to harden as they were wearing those sexy little teddies as they leaned on their arms.
"Of course, Sammy! Don't you ever doubt your aunt," Charlotte said, feigning hurt.
"How could you!" Kelly teased throwing her arms around her aunt. Peering out the corner of her eyes as she and Charlotte shared a passionate kiss. Wondering with all these women around that they still got him aroused.
"Kelly, that's playing dirty and you know it," Samuel huffed crossing his arms. Not hiding the fact that he was hard again.
"Well, hello there! Did you come out to see me?" Kelly cooed sweetly to her brother's member.
"You knew damn well that was what would happen."
"Can you blame me?" Kelly asked, shooting her brother a coy smirk.
"You knew damn well that would get a reaction," Samuel grumbled.
"Did I? How would I know with all these women running around?!" Kelly said, growing agitated. "Were we not enough?!" she shouted before breaking down crying.
Samuel was at a loss as to where that all came from. Was his sister holding that in all this time and he failed to notice? Had his duties to Hekatê blinded him to his sister's feelings on the matter? His eyes glancing over to his aunt when she too joined in with the water works. How he hated his heightened hearing as their wails pierced his grey matter.
"I'm sorry Sammy, it's the hormones," Kelly said, wiping her cheeks dry. "It was the same with Mom," she said, her eyes downcast. "Please don't think I don't know you..." Her voice stilled as she saw his hand reaching across the map gently laying his hands over hers and Charlotte's.
"Kelly, Charlotte don't you ever doubt I love you," Samuel said, sincerely. "And don't you dare think I don't think you are the two most gorgeous women I have the fortunate pleasure of going to bed with."
"R-really?" Kelly asked, weakly.
"Really," Samuel nodded.
"Sammy, am I among them too?" Aurore asked, her innocence and naiveté showing given her lack of experience with having a boyfriend before.
"Goes without saying, do you see your mother, Marie, or any of the others here?"
"No," Aurore said, fighting back her smile.
"Yes that goes for the two of you too," Samuel sighed answering the question only he could hear. "So can we get back to..." He gestured to the map.
"Without a city map, we can't narrow down to the exact location," Charlotte said, pleased to know she still had a place in her nephew's heart. "But we should be able to find it easily given it's in the upper part of the city."
"You're thinking of something, what is it?" Kelly asked, knowing the look on her brother's face as he pressed the pad of his thumb against the tip of his fang. Seeing a droplet of blood welling up around it. Her eyes looking intently at that droplet, longing to be by her brother's side for eternity.
"I'm going to need you five to work with Ira to bring this group down," Samuel said, not liking the looks in their eyes.
"And just where will you be?" Charlotte asked, accusingly.
"Talking to a primordial being(s)..." His head snapped down as he felt something surging through the earth and heading straight for him. Kelly and Charlotte huffed as their backs struck the side of the bed. Aurore winced as Samuel's magic sent her across the room. "Don't!" Samuel warned as Kelly and Charlotte got to their feet. His eyes ran along the cracks that were forming around him...
"Samuel!" They cried out as Samuel Goodall fell into the bottomless pit of darkness before the earth sealed the hole closed.
Metatron moaned from around Ira's rod as his seed flooded her throat. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock before it left her lips. Watching how Ira's body quaked as her hand stroked along his still hard pole. So glad that Ira had the ability to keep his hard-on after he had cum. "So... you haven't answered my request," Metatron said, as she crawled up his body. Her pierced nipples brushed along his chest; the gold chain dragged along his body as she felt how wet her labia had become in anticipation of what was to come. Causing gooseflesh to race along her skin as the contact sent tremors throughout her body. "Well?" Metatron whispered as she stared down into Ira's eyes as her left thigh brushed lightly along his right.
"You really want that?" Ira asked, arching an eyebrow. "I mean do you really want to carry my child, not because God ordered you too. I mean..."
"Shh..." Metatron placed her finger on his lips stilling his words. "Angels do not have free will Ira. We must obey or we will be cast down like Lucifer was," she said, slyly rubbing her clit along his hard pole as she hovered over him. "But yes, I do want that. To give rise to a new order of angel that will serve Heaven should the need arise."
"I see," Ira muttered, unsure how to take that.
"Now... there's something that's been dying for you to use that demon tongue on," Metatron said, as a devious grin spread along her lips. Giggling madly as Ira rolled her onto her back. The sound of their lips smacking filled the area as Ira's hand lightly ran up along the right side of her chest as she gently rubbed her right thigh against his hip as she breathed heavily into his ear. Her skin heated as Ira kissed down her neck. Her womb quivered as Ira's lips tugged on her right nipple. Her back arched, a licentious moan escaped her lips as Ira gave the chain a gentle, but firm, tug. Her canal pulsated, her angelic dew began to gather and multiply as Ira's tongue circled around that hardening peak. "Yes Ira," Metatron said breathlessly, as her nails dragged up along his back. "Mmmhmm, manhandle those breasts." Her voice trembled as Ira's right hand rolled, squeezed, and fondled to his heart's content her left breast. Feeling her breast sandwiching out between his fingers as her nipple rolled along the palm of his hand. Whimpering lightly as she came as she lightly rubbed her moist labia along his elongated cock. Her chest rose rapidly as Ira kissed down her stomach. Biting her lip, her hands cradling her massive orbs, tweaking her nipples as Ira neared her heavenly paradise.
Her breath stilled; a silent moan was formed on her lips as she felt Ira's tongue dancing up her labia. Her fingers weaved through his hair as that pink muscle teased her vulva in its trek northward. Feeling her hood lift to expose her throbbing clitoris. Her back arched, the light of the floating orbs played along her breasts as they jiggled. "Oh Ira!" Metatron loudly moaned, her thighs gently squeezed Ira's head as his lips captured that aching bud. "Mmmhmm," she hummed as the back of her head pressed down on the mattress. Her fingers curled around the sheet, the fabric straining as her diaphragm convulsed. "Oh fuck!" Metatron howled as Ira's tongue slipped into her canal. Feeling that forked tongue rolling within her cunt, seeking out the depths of her core. "Yes Ira, taste that pussy!" she growled, pressing his face hard against her mound. Her hips moved on their own as she ground her sensitive labia against Ira's lips. "You're going to make me..." Her angelic light flared from her eyes and mouth as her orgasmic juices flooded her channel. Her body quaked, her cunt was on fire, her chest heaved as her eyes slowly blinked as she gave into her euphoria. Her body shuddered as she peered over the tops of her breasts. Watching how Ira brushed his cock along that hard bud.
"Fuck me Ira, I need it!" Metatron whimpered as her golden eyes peered at him. "F-f-f-fuck! Yes!" she howled in bliss as Ira eased his long, thick cock into her tight cunt. "I've waited for so long..." Gasping loudly as Ira sent the rest of his length into her in a hard thrust, causing her breasts to sway and roll. Her back arched as his root struck her mound. "Yes, that's what I need!" Her breath came out in rapid heaves as his balls slapped her ass. "I-I-Ira...?!"
"Hmm?" Ira hummed his gold-ruby eyes gazed down at her.
"Do you find me beautiful?" Metatron asked, as her red hair was feathered out around her. Biting her lip as she felt his hands running up her stomach as Ira leaned forward.
"Auntie," a smirk graced his lips as Metatron's cheeks took on a red hue, "you are by far one of the most stunning women or angels I have ever encountered," Ira said, as he loomed over her. Feeling her hands taking hold of his arms as he watched how she gasped softly as he sent his cock into the depths of her cunt.
"T-then... who's the prettiest?" Metatron asked, feeling her orgasm nearing.
"I'm so not answering that," Ira said, with a coy smirk. "Then everyone will hate me. Plus I know a trap when I see one," he whispered as he leaned down. Her fingers danced along his cheeks, weaving through his hair as she pulled him deeper into their shared kiss. Ira studied the satisfied look on her face as Metatron burst into a cloud of royal purple vapor. His four wings unfurled lifting himself into the air as Metatron's ethereal essence filled that pocket dimension.
"Cum for me Ira. Let me soak in your essence so I may give rise to a new form of Seraphim." Metatron's voice spoke all around him. Ira felt a thousand hands upon him as her essence swirled around him. Feeling his body vibrating as Metatron's ghostly form milked his cock. "Yes Ira, give me the child that my father has commanded to be born and that I crave." Something strange started to bubble within him, angelic light began to stream out from every inch of his wings. "'O Heavenly Father, turn thy eyes upon this union and bless it with your righteous love." Ira heard Metatron pray as his seed erupted from his core.
Eden...
"Do you sense that sister?" Raphaela asked, unable to sense Ira anywhere on earth. Her raven hair swayed in the sweet breeze that drifted through the trees of that holy ground. Her golden eyes fell upon her daughter. Wondering how Ira would take the news. Would he open his heart to her or cast them away since they never told him this was going to happen. She and Michelle had felt the battle on Earth and knew he had grown stronger if for a short time. How she wanted to go down and fight at his side. To show her fallen sister's that the father of her child did not stand alone. Yet Cassiel needed to be watched and protected from her sisters until she was strong enough. This was the reason why she and Michelle had chosen the garden. She knew her father would keep them hidden from the heavenly host. Her finger twirled around a lock of her hair as her eyes ran along her daughter's horns. Curving along the sides of her head, along her forehead before dipping down slightly as they ended in sharp points. Loving how she had her dark raven hair, watching it float in the air as she was getting used to using her legs as her strong sets of wings kept her a few inches off the ground.
"I did, it seems Metatron has made her move," Michelle said, her blonde hair brushing along her back as the breeze lifted it. She knew other than her father, the Seraphim were the only ones able to erase the presence of one of their own. While Ira might look like a demon he was very much an angel, at least she thought so. Unlike Lucifer's child, theirs were able to bathe in the light of Heaven to increase the gestation rate. She knew she and Raphaela would be at a very big disadvantage while they carried their children. Now the only thing that remained was to wait and watch as they grew.
"Cassiel!" Lailah cried out as her blond hair streamed through the air. Her gold-ruby eyes shown in her gleefulness as her tiny legs carried her through the garden. The stubs of her horns peeked out the tops of her hair as her set of black and white wings sat against her back.
"Seems my daughter is a fast learner," Michelle teased her sister.
"Bah! Lailah hasn't even tried to use her wings. Methinks a mother should have taught her that," Raphaela said, waving off her sister with a smirk.
"Hmpf!" Michelle thrust her nose into her air. "My Ira will be so happy to see our daughter! Just you wait sister, he's going to shower Lailah far more than Cassiel."
"Say that again! I dare you!" Raphaela growled as her spear appeared in her left hand.
"I'll say it until judgement day if you like and it will still be the truth," Michelle said, the blade of her sword touched the blade of Raphaela's spear. The two angels laughter could be heard through the garden as they sent their weapons back to the ether. "Come sister, let us teach our daughters about their father and our father."
"Agreed. They must know who they serve and who will love them unconditionally," Raphaela said, her pearl white wings unfurled.
"Mother!" Cassiel cried out as her little wings floated her over to her mother.
"Mother! Tell us about our father," Lailah said, with pleading eyes as she stared up at Michelle.
"Well, you see, your father, his name is Ira, or you may call him Suriel Zol..."
"We will see each other soon, that I promise," Metatron whispered lovingly as her six wings held her aloft. Her fingers traced along his jaw as they tilted it up. Her soft velvety lips plucked at his lips before returning to Heaven to inform her father of the events of that night. Her hands covered her stomach as she hovered in the air above him as she stared down at the man their father had ordered them to bed. She loved her father, it was in her make-up, yet Ira gave her attention that her father hadn't shown in so many years. Feeling her cheeks heat as she felt his eyes on her chest. How it made her feel wanted. Glad that she had allowed him to take a photo of them on what he called his cell phone, and another of her as she had half of his rod down her throat. She knew he was going to be naughty, and that excited her to no end. Waving sadly to him, knowing she had to leave.
"Well Ira, what are you going to do now?" Ira grumbled to himself as he rubbed the back of his head. He had thought, with this whole Onoskelis thing going on, nothing else would have popped up. Was he ready to be a father? Not that it mattered any more, Anael, already proved he was a father. What mattered now is if he could be a good one. He hoped so.
"Ira?!" Mor whispered as she peered around the corner of his home once she felt the Seraphim leave.
"Yeah?"
"Mor needs to tell you something," Mor said, stepping out from around the corner. Dragging her daughters behind her.
Ira cocked an eyebrow as the two demons he had seen during the fight landed at his feet. His golden-ruby eyes glanced up at Mor waiting for an explanation. Watching how the two batted each other's hands away as they tried to touch him.
"Enough!" Ira shouted. His angelic and demonic powers surged out, whipping the wind into a frenzy. His tail lashed the ground, his eyes glowed in his growing power, his halo flared in his anger. His midnight skin glisten in his holy light. "Explain now Mor."
"Please father, let us touch you," Aswang pleaded as she stared up at Ira.
"Yes father, we only wish to help you. To punish those that think it wise to stand against you and our Lady," Ardat Lili said, bowing her head.
Ira held their chins in his hands, noting how their eyes gazed at him in lust. Seeing more of their mother in them than he saw of himself.
"Please Ira, don't be angry, Mor's Lady wished it to be so," Mor said, coming to stand behind her children.
Shaking his head as they latched onto his legs. "How many more?" Ira asked, looking at Mor.
"Five more," Mor stated an evil light danced along her eyes. "These two are the strongest of your demonic children, we must guide them in the ways of demons."
"I'll leave that to you," Ira said, trying to keep his face placid.
"As you wish my prince," Mor said, bowing her head. "Mor is always your servant in bed and out of it. Come children, your father must plan, we have angels to hunt."
"We are here to please you father, call for us," Ardat Lili purred as she rubbed Ira's soft member before she and Aswang were pulled away.
"Mother! Why couldn't I touch father there! Ardat did!"
Ira pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He so didn't need this right now. It was bad enough with all the others wanting a piece of him, now he had daughters that appeared to want him as well. Bowing his head as he stood in front of the door, shaking his head to clear it. The loud swoosh of the door opening caused his head to snap up. His eyes widened, his heart raced as a hand reached out and roughly pulled him into his house.
Pandora's EE breasts dangled as she leaned over Samuel as the others watched on. Her raven hair brushed along the bed that Samuel had conjured for them once they all had arrived down in the basement. Her blue eyes staring at the man that held sway over her heart. Her fingertips skimmed up his chest as those glowing eyes of his gazed at her. She was the last to be reunited with him, not that she minded. She was glad Kelly, Charlotte and her sister allowed her to be with Samuel. Pandora didn't know what she would do if they kept her from him. Her pink areolas beckoned Samuel to wrap his lips around them. They so ached for his touch once again. She wondered, now that he was a full vampire, how it would be compared to his former self as a half vampire before their goddess turned him into a daywalker. Feeling her mound quivering as her eyes noted how his left fang peeked out from beneath his lip as he smiled at her.
"Samuel?" Gently lowering her naked cunt onto his magically induced hard-on he had done so they all could have a turn. Feeling its heat soaking into her ever moistening mound. Loving how that cock of his felt against her labia, knowing how they couldn't wait to mold themselves around his hard pole.
"Hmm?" Samuel hummed watching how Pandora nuzzled his hand as he caressed her left cheek.
"I've missed you," Pandora whispered as she leaned down. Her lips pressed lightly on his as the palm of her hand ran up along the base of his cock, biting her lip as his mushroom top ran through her eager labia. A soft gasp escaped her lips as her love tunnel opened to accept his rod. "Mmmhmm," she nodded as her lower lip slowly dragged along the tips of her fangs as Samuel gently fondled her breasts. "Those missed you too," Pandora said, feeling her cheeks become flushed.
"Well, madam breast A and B," lifting up her left one then her right one, "I do humbly apologize for my absence. I'll try to be more courteous to your plight and have my summoning scheduled at a more proper time," Samuel said, in a joking manner as he smiled up at Pandora who was fighting herself from laughing as she rode him. "F-fuck!" he groaned as Pandora increased the pace of her glide.
"You love that pussy don't you Samuel?" Pandora asked, hungrily.
"Y-yes..."
"Mine better be the best!" Nimue teased in a huff.
"No way, he likes his sister's pussy better. You remember the night after the club where you took me on the hood of my car?" Kelly asked, the tips of her blonde hair teased her nipples as she gazed upon her brother and the father of their unborn child.
"Hard to forget sis," Samuel grunted as he stared into Pandora's eyes as she plunged down on his rod.
"No Kelly, my Sammy loves his wife's pussy," Charlotte said, flipping her raven hair over her shoulder as her hands rested on her stomach as she watched on as she watched the vampire fucking her nephew. Arching an eyebrow when Pandora turned her head towards her.
"Really now?!" Pandora said, in a challenging voice.
"Pan..." Samuel yelped in surprise. Feeling his body flipping in the air before striking the ceiling.
"Yeah, you like fucking me up here don't you Samuel?" Pandora asked, with a lubricous smirk as she sent his cock to the depths of her core.
"Oh wow! I did not know they could do that," Aurore said in awe, as she stared up at them.
"Now that's just playing dirty," Charlotte said in a huff, crossing her arms below her 36D breasts. Which oddly to her started to feel bigger to her as the days of her pregnancy wore on. Looking over at Kelly, she wondered if she had this problem when she carried Wendy.
"Sister?!" Nimue's tone was hard. "What do you think you're doing with my husband up there?"
"Fucking him of course, and he loves it," Pandora said, staring lovingly down at Samuel as her nectar ran down her stomach. "Don't you baby?" she asked, as her hands softly rubbed his chest.
"Umm... I'm so not going to answer that with four magic wielding women staring up at me. I'm too young to be blown to bits."
"Very good answer, little brother," Kelly said, with a wicked smirk on her lips.
"Fuck... going to..." Samuel grunted his hands took hold of Pandora's hips.
"Yes Samuel, fill my pussy with your cum!" Pandora cried out as his seed filled her womb. Giggling as she bounced on the bed as she stared up at Samuel, while one of the most powerfullest vampires that's ever walked the Earth, if the look on his face was any indication as Kelly, Charlotte, Nimue, and Aurore stared up at him you wouldn't know it.
"Sammy? Get down here," Charlotte said, snapping her fingers pointing at the spot before her. It wasn't her fault that her nephew made her horny and how delicious his magic tasted to her.
"Yes Samuel, why is it that my sister gets to fuck you up there and not me, hmm? I am, after all, your wife?" Nimue asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Samuel! Come on, I have to try it!" Aurore said, dancing excitedly in place.
"Sammy don't make your adorable, hormonal, sexy sister make you come down from that ceiling," Kelly said, looking up at her brother. A dark burning lustful hunger smoldered in her eyes as she looked at his wet glistening cock.
"Umm... little problem."
"Yes?!" They said in unison, causing Pandora to giggle madly.
"I don't know how," Samuel said, feeling his cheeks heat in embarrassment at their combined laughter.
"Hmm... you sure that's the place?" Samuel asked, once Charlotte and Kelly had cast the scrying spell on the item he had taken from one of the bodies. Feeling how Aurore draped herself along his back, feeling her night shirt softly rubbing against his skin as her arms wrapped around his chest. He could feel her emerald green eyes on him as she rested her right cheek on his shoulder. Pandora and Nimue had retired after another round of sex and the over use of blood magic. He himself could still feel the lingering effects of it on his body. If he no longer had to sleep he could understand why they sought their casket so early. His eyes glanced up running along his sister's and aunt's bodies, feeling his body starting to harden as they were wearing those sexy little teddies as they leaned on their arms.
"Of course, Sammy! Don't you ever doubt your aunt," Charlotte said, feigning hurt.
"How could you!" Kelly teased throwing her arms around her aunt. Peering out the corner of her eyes as she and Charlotte shared a passionate kiss. Wondering with all these women around that they still got him aroused.
"Kelly, that's playing dirty and you know it," Samuel huffed crossing his arms. Not hiding the fact that he was hard again.
"Well, hello there! Did you come out to see me?" Kelly cooed sweetly to her brother's member.
"You knew damn well that was what would happen."
"Can you blame me?" Kelly asked, shooting her brother a coy smirk.
"You knew damn well that would get a reaction," Samuel grumbled.
"Did I? How would I know with all these women running around?!" Kelly said, growing agitated. "Were we not enough?!" she shouted before breaking down crying.
Samuel was at a loss as to where that all came from. Was his sister holding that in all this time and he failed to notice? Had his duties to Hekatê blinded him to his sister's feelings on the matter? His eyes glancing over to his aunt when she too joined in with the water works. How he hated his heightened hearing as their wails pierced his grey matter.
"I'm sorry Sammy, it's the hormones," Kelly said, wiping her cheeks dry. "It was the same with Mom," she said, her eyes downcast. "Please don't think I don't know you..." Her voice stilled as she saw his hand reaching across the map gently laying his hands over hers and Charlotte's.
"Kelly, Charlotte don't you ever doubt I love you," Samuel said, sincerely. "And don't you dare think I don't think you are the two most gorgeous women I have the fortunate pleasure of going to bed with."
"R-really?" Kelly asked, weakly.
"Really," Samuel nodded.
"Sammy, am I among them too?" Aurore asked, her innocence and naiveté showing given her lack of experience with having a boyfriend before.
"Goes without saying, do you see your mother, Marie, or any of the others here?"
"No," Aurore said, fighting back her smile.
"Yes that goes for the two of you too," Samuel sighed answering the question only he could hear. "So can we get back to..." He gestured to the map.
"Without a city map, we can't narrow down to the exact location," Charlotte said, pleased to know she still had a place in her nephew's heart. "But we should be able to find it easily given it's in the upper part of the city."
"You're thinking of something, what is it?" Kelly asked, knowing the look on her brother's face as he pressed the pad of his thumb against the tip of his fang. Seeing a droplet of blood welling up around it. Her eyes looking intently at that droplet, longing to be by her brother's side for eternity.
"I'm going to need you five to work with Ira to bring this group down," Samuel said, not liking the looks in their eyes.
"And just where will you be?" Charlotte asked, accusingly.
"Talking to a primordial being(s)..." His head snapped down as he felt something surging through the earth and heading straight for him. Kelly and Charlotte huffed as their backs struck the side of the bed. Aurore winced as Samuel's magic sent her across the room. "Don't!" Samuel warned as Kelly and Charlotte got to their feet. His eyes ran along the cracks that were forming around him...
"Samuel!" They cried out as Samuel Goodall fell into the bottomless pit of darkness before the earth sealed the hole closed.
