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Samuel Goodall's cobalt eyes shimmered in the primal powers he had received from Nyx and Gaia. The rings, which were seared onto his fingers, glowed as their power coursed through his body. His eyes darted about as he eyed the small orbs of arcane energy.

"Ira, back off," Samuel barked loudly. Wondering if Ira had this much power why he had so easily manhandled him the first time they met. "Ah. That's why," he said to himself when he couldn't smell fear coming off Ira's body any longer like he had during the fight at the mall. However, he knew Ira was at the brink of something -- What that was -- Samuel couldn't say, nor did he want to know. He had enough to contend with, he didn't need to know what was going on in another mythos. Nonetheless, it would seem to his undead eyes that something was hampering Ira from crossing that threshold.

"Glad to see you're back," Ira said, his hands tingled as he tried to force his way past the barrier. "So, you think you can help us out with... whatever that thing is?" he asked, nodding to the building.

"Give me space, I'll have that down in a matter of moments," Samuel said, with a smirk revealing the tip of his fang. However, something caught his attention before he could even chant the counter spell to bring the barrier down. Looking up to the sky, those cobalt eyes of his noticed the distortion along the fabric of reality.

"For Father!"

"Huh?!" Samuel muttered to himself as an unseen entity's voice came from above. Noting how Ira ran his hand down his face as two, four winged women burst forth from the spatial transference. "I take it they're with you?"

"Possibly," Ira muttered. His golden-ruby eyes ran along Lailah's blonde hair as it fluttered in the air, seeing the tip of her very small horn peeking out. A fierce look appeared on her face as she stared down the length of her arming sword. "Yeah, seems like they are," he mumbled, the glinting of the sparks danced along the heavenly steel of Cassiel's Chidori jumonji yari spear blade. Knowing who their mothers were given how similar they were to one another. Pondering how he was going to explain this when his sister and mother returned. He knew one of them was bound to overhear something they shouldn't. If they were like Anael then that was a very high probability.

"Dude... wait, never mind, so don't want to know," Samuel said, holding up his hand and shaking his head at how weird his life had become of late.

"Hey, you two," Ira called out, a chill crept up his spine at the way Cassiel and Lailah were looking at him. Glancing out of the corner of his left eye as he felt Anael's feet touching lightly upon his shoulders. "What makes you think if I couldn't force my way in that the two of you could?" he asked, crossing arms.

"Yes father is strong, stronger than you," Anael hissed, narrowing her eyes at her angelic sisters. Feeling her skin heat as she noted how that golden-ruby eye of his glanced at her. Wondering if her father would like to watch as she touched herself like Kelly had taught her. Smirking wickedly, noting the looks of failure on their faces before tilting her head up as she felt something else approaching.

"Cassiel!" Raphaela called out once she exited the same portal that her daughter had used to get to Earth. Her wings flapped; her body stilled as those golden-ruby eyes of his gazed up at her.

"Care to explain Raphaela?" Ira asked, annoyed.

"They're young, and their desire to see and help you got the best of them," Raphaela said, feeling her daughter and niece at her back as they floated before Ira.

"Uh-huh, well, the three of you are in the way. We would have that thing down if you two hadn't come out of nowhere," Ira said, sternly.

"Are you not pleased to see me or our daughter?" Raphaela asked, the hints of her hurt was evident in the tone of her voice.

"Not saying that Raphaela, just eager to get this done," Ira said, his weariness of the whole ordeal was straining his last nerve.

"I understand Ira," Raphaela said sweetly, floating closer to him. "But isn't our daughter beautiful?" she asked, placing her hand on his right cheek. Her gold eyes stared into his as she noted how his eyes were running over their daughter and Lailah. Noticing how proudly Cassiel was presenting herself for her father's inspection. The way her four wings softly flapped, how her raven hair floated in the air, to how her polished gold battle corset lifted and supported her 38C breasts, to her dark brown, studded, leather armor skirt. Raphaela could see the eagerness in Cassiel's eyes for her father's acceptance.

"Hello father," Lailah said, floating before him. Her white and black wings flapped as she floated a foot away from his giant nose. "I know this isn't the time, yet we could not simply sit by and do nothing while you have need of us," she said sweetly, the light purple translucent veil floated behind her that was connected to her golden, double banded bikini bottoms. "My sister and I are at your command in any way you see fit," Lailah said, pushing the purple veil that covered her breasts, which were supported by a matching bra, to the sides of her orbs. "In anything you might need," she purred displaying her 32D breasts for her father's viewing pleasure.

"I see," Ira muttered, trying not to get hard as Cassiel's and Lailah's succubi energies buffeted his body.

"Don't listen to them father, I am your first born," Anael said, into his ear. Shooting her sisters a hateful glance as she did. "It should be me that you call upon for whatever you need," she said, noting her sisters fuming looks.

"Enough Anael, we don't have time for this," Ira said, glancing over at her.

"That's very true Ira," Michelle said, coming out of the same portal they all had used to get to Earth. "I told you to stay in the garden," she said in a disapproving motherly voice. "We'll speak of your punishment later," Michelle whispered as she flew by her daughter. "Well Ira, seems you've been gathering a strange group since the last we saw one another," she said, her eyes running hungrily down his body.

"What can I say, my life is full of weirdness," Ira said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I hope you don't..." Michelle's words were cut off as Samuel cleared his throat.

"Not to rush this reunion of sorts, but they aren't going to wait, you know," Samuel said, arching an eyebrow as he looked up at the two angels.

"You dare speak to my mother and father like that?!" Cassiel hissed her Chidori jumonji yari spear materialized in her hand. Ready to defend her mother's and father's honor to the death if she had to.

"Cassiel that's enough, the Herald is right, we can catch up later," Raphaela said, her golden eyes simmered in her lust as she recounted the day she appeared in the shower of his high school's locker room. Wondering if she could get him to impregnate her once again, then she knew Lucifer would have a fit over it. Making it all just that much sweeter to her to know that while Anael might be the oldest of the group that it was her that he came to, to bear his children and not her sisters.

"Yes mother," Cassiel said, plainly in a huff, before sending her spear back into the ether from which it came.

"How much room do you need to bring that down?" Ira asked, peering over at Samuel.

"When they move out of the line of sight," pointing to the four of them floating above him, "then I should have enough," Samuel spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Trying not to get creeped out when Anael smiled at him. He always got a feeling that something wicked was brewing behind those eyes of hers. Then again, she is the Devil's daughter so it wouldn't be a surprise to him if that actually turned out to be true.

Ira glanced out of the corner of his eye as he saw his grandmother appearing on the roof behind Samuel along with everyone else. Seeing her taunting smirk as she approached her sisters. Daring them to strike her down like they would have done in the past. That appeared to be the case until 'Sammy!' resounded on the air as Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, Nimue, and Pandora ran towards him.

"Oh goddess, I was so worried about you!" Kelly exclaimed as she planted kisses all along Samuel's ageless face.

"Kelly we are here for a reason, we can catch up later," Charlotte said, in a stern aunt voice. In truth she was just jealous that she hadn't reached Samuel first. After all the father of their child needed to constantly feel her womanly shape pressed against him. That was what lovers did, at least to her mind. Glancing out of the corner of her eye as Aurore was lightly swooning and had this look in her eyes that she knew all too well. Biting her lip as she noted how Samuel's hand lingered on Kelly's ass.

"I'm going to need all of your help in this," Samuel stated looking at Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, and Nimue.

"Of course, Samuel, what do you need us to do?" Charlotte asked, stepping forward taking up the role her sister once commanded before they had to perform that forbidden ritual to save Wendy's soul.

"Prepare a circle while I take down the barrier. Kelly you're in the west, Charlotte in the east, Aurore southeast, Nimue the southwest point," Samuel said, giving out this orders.

"Okay, I understand that, but don't you need help bringing that down?" Aurore asked, nodding towards the barrier that, so far, had kept Ira and his cohorts out.

"No," Samuel said, plainly.

"Then why the spell circle?" Nimue asked, stepping up to Aurore's side. She knew all about her fascination with her husband and vampires in general. How could she not, the moment she saw him and Ines along with Kelly and Charlotte in the video that brought her and Samuel together, she learned everything she could about his family and extended family.

"Once the barrier is down, I'm sure they," his thumb pointing at those behind him, "will most likely clear out the building," Samuel said, glancing over to Lucifer who nodded that his words were correct. "So while they are doing that, we'll be summoning the sword of Ares," he stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Wait... What?!" Kelly and Charlotte stammered in disbelief.

"Sammy you sure I can do this?" Aurore asked, feeling her cheeks heat, her courage strengthening as Samuel nodded.

"Sammy what do you mean summoning Ares' sword? Is that even possible?!" Kelly asked, flabbergasted.

"Think of the sword like a suture needle and with it, Ira will close this seal back so no one can use this site for some hundreds if not thousand(s) of years. They weren't really clear on that last part," Samuel uttered scratching his right cheek looking off to the right hoping that would be the case.

"Told to you by whom?" Lucifer asked, arching an eyebrow, to which Kelly and her group nodded along when they too would like an answer to that question.

"Gaia and Nyx," Samuel stated glancing over at Lucifer.

"And they actually helped?!" Lucifer half asked, half demanded in shocked disbelief.

"Not without a price," Samuel said ominously, his left thumb brushed along the band Gaia had placed on his left, middle finger.

"You didn't...?"

"I'll tell you later, right now," turning to face the building, "we have work to do." Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, Nimue, and Pandora threw up their arms as a bright pillar of green and black energy swirled around Samuel's body as he tapped into the borrowed powers of those two ancient, primal entities. A torrent of wind ripped at their clothes, feeling the soles of their shoes sliding along the roof as the force of Samuel's magic forced them backwards. "O audi me: tace unum!" Samuel's voice rose as did his arms. Those powerful, wicked primal energies along with the red electricity that had been arcing off his body whenever he tapped into his magic as it and the goddess' powers swirled around his hands. "Et verba leguntur. Et cadas in vicibus suis, et conteret!" Samuel's voice thundered, rattling the windows of the apartment buildings, store fronts, and government buildings as the wind carried his voice to all corners of the city. "Tristes chiod nolite flere noli fere quaerentibus auctor armorum tuorum!"

The citizens' of Portland looked to the night sky as a strange voice spoke to them in a language that was long dead. Some spinning around, some whispering to one another, others looking suspiciously at their joints wondering if someone had laced it; priests and nuns dropped to their knees, preforming the sign of the cross holding their rosery tightly knowing what the words meant as they whispered to it, yet all wondered where the source of that voice came from. Was it God? The Devil? Or a very, very bad trip? No. Nothing so obvious. What those good people began to sense, began to feel dancing along their skin sending chills along it, was magic. Magic that the world hasn't seen since the last witch trial ended. Magic so pure that a simple stray thought could bring about your desire if one knew how to tap into that flow of power.

However, if you were like the dirty, blood shot eyes, the smell of whiskey drifting off the homeless man's body as he stared fearfully at those across the street from him then you knew where it came from. The empty liquor bottle resounded as it rolled along the rubbish strewn alleyway where he had been sleeping; nestled tightly in the corner where the dumpster and the store's outer wall met. His body was slow to heed his mind's drunken cry to flee. To never speak of this horrible dream as his feet were failing to gain traction as his worn, hole riddled soles caught the pavement. Yelping in freight as something struck his back rocketing him down the length of the alleyway as it seemed to his drunken mind like an explosion happened from behind him.

"I'll get us a snack," Pandora said sweetly, as she stepped up to Samuel's side once the barrier was shattered. She knew she and her sister had to feed soon, more so after a high level spell as the one they were about to do sounded like.

"Come daughters," Mor commanded stepping up to the edge of the roof. Her soulless black eyes glinted evilly at the thought of feasting on the entrails of the humans that hid like rats within that old, dilapidated building. "Let's go teach those mortals not to destroy Mor's mate's home."

Ira contained the shiver as Mor giggled like a child, the image of a haunted house appearing in his head as she, Aswan, and Ardat Lili leapt from the roof. Glancing to his left as he felt Anael's lips on his cheek.

"Come Daddy, let me fight by your side," Anael spoke, her nails cutting into the palms of her hands. Wondering why her mind was thinking of how his touch felt along her horns when she was about to slaughter every mortal soul she could in the coming battle.

"Yes Ira, let us teach our daughters' how the angelic order fights." Michelle commanded reverting back to the warrior she was when she faced off against her rebellious sisters.

Ira turned his head hearing that sigh he knew all too well. Feeling her feet touching lightly on his right shoulder. Her fingertips dancing along his right cheek. Noting the smirk on her lips as she gazed up at her sisters, who wore jealous looks at the fact she was so openly touching him in their presence. How he wished they could be like Samuel's little group of ladies, that didn't what to clash whenever one of them tried to one up the other.

"Ira, go show them what it means to face off with my Prince," Lucifer purred before her wings lifted her into the air.

"Come on before they take all the fun." Anael began to pout at the thought. Ira couldn't believe the other two were nodding along. Anael took to the air once Ira began to shrink down back to his humanoid size.

"Stay by my side Ira," Raphaela cooed as she came to land beside him. "Cassiel show your father what you've been training so hard on," she said, smiling up at her daughter.

"Yes mother," Cassiel nodded, her raven hair bouncing against her chest before flying towards the front door of the building.

"Lailah take the top floor, I'll clear out the next," Michelle said, taking command. "Can I trust you to watch my Ira's back?" she asked, with a pointed look as she gazed at her rebellious sister.

"The nerve," Lucifer huffed crossing her arms as Michelle took flight. "Like I'd ever allow harm to come to you," she said sweetly, her eyes glancing over at Ira.

"Well, this has been so weird, I'll be glad when this is all over," Kelly said, as the sounds of screaming filled the air as Mor and her children, along with all the rest laid waste to those within.

"Agreed," Charlotte nodded once she had finished forming the spell circle and taking her place where Samuel wanted her.

"Well then, we best finish this as quickly as we can," Samuel stated looking at all four of them as he took his spot at the north point of the pentacle that lay within the circle.

"Then you and I shall have a long honeymoon," Nimue purred smirking at the other three women when they stared at her.

"Yeah... so how about we do this," Samuel said, snapping his fingers. Caleb Mills' 'Sold My Soul' began to play around them. Their eyes ran up and down Samuel's body as his hips kept to the beat. "Well I sold my sold to the devil for a dollar and a dream." Wiggling his eyebrows at these women who had come to be a major part of his life. Rolling his shoulders as he danced in place. "But now demons irk my mind and make me scream." Kelly's head tilted up; Charlotte looked around them as she felt Samuel's magic beginning to swirl around them. "I'm a voodoo child who cries to let off steam." Sharing a nod with the four of them knowing the time was coming. "Fighting this feeling that lives deep down inside of me." Wondering if they would catch on to why he had chosen this song. "I said now."

"Audite me qui utinam meis. Ut exaudias deprecationem tuam a quaerenti," Samuel began to chant. Giving them a nod when their part of the spell began to appear before their eyes as the words were written in the air. Breathing in deeply as their combined magics filled the circle. Granted he could summon the sword himself, yet the spell called for five, but he wasn't going to tell them that. "Innitetur super puero tuo istrumentum non indiget pugnare. Universo mundo manifestam efficient, ut et ipsi meministis."

"Get right baby don't fight cause. I'm shooting arrows at the moon tonight." Gathering his magic within him as their combined power filled the circle. "And Cupid's hiding in the dark of night and he won't come out baby to see the light. I got my book of spells open. I'll put a spell on you cleanse my soul of every single thought of you." An ancient Greek scroll appeared before him as the lyrics faded away.

"Ad te clamo Ares Martem! Nos obsecro paululum rutilant!" Samuel's voice cried out to the heavens as his glowing cobalt eyes gazed up at those twinkling burning balls of gas in the night sky. "Memini ut percutiat inimicos gladiis incumbere incumbere nobiis deorum!"

"Baby why you waiting said I'm going to New Orleans. To conjure up a potion that'll draw you away from me." Their eyes shot towards Samuel as his hands clapped as he hadn't lost his groove as he was still dancing along. Kelly's and Charlotte's eyes widened knowing that he was telling them something. They knew him well enough that the song played more than one role: other than just background noise. "The place you don't wanna fall asleep in the middle of the night. 'Cause you'll see me in your dreams and you'll know your destiny's to die."

"Sonitu clamoris occisionis. Quia verba mea verus tinniant!" Samuel chanted coming to the end of the spell. His eyes glanced down as the pommel of the sword began to breach the center of the circle. "Et hoc mundo, in ortalium themer potestatem Aris!"

"Ira!" Samuel shouted, with a tad bit of magic, to be heard over the cries of the dying. A smirk formed on his lips as Ira came crashing through the second floor windows.

"What?! What's wrong?" Ira asked, looking all around for their foe.

"How about you take that and plunge it deep into the very center of that place," Samuel said, his thumb pointing over his shoulder as the sword of Ares rose over the crown of his head. "And end their machinations for this place."

"Gladly," Ira replied as he transformed back into his true Nagdaium' form. Wincing as his skin burned as his fingers wrapped around the hilt of the sword. Seeing his golden ichor running down the wrapping as he pulled the sword further out of the spell circle. The blade burned brightly as his blood touched the godly metal adding his own might to the blade. His strong wings shot him skyward as he tapped into the souls he enslaved. The wind whipped in his ears as he plugged towards the center of the roof. Noticing the darting bodies and the pieces of flying glass once he had whispered in his grandmother's mind that they all needed to get out before he came crashing through the roof. He honestly didn't know what was going to happen once the sword was in place. Ira was just glad this battle, or in his mind a massacre, was almost over.

Glancing out of the corner of his right eye noting how the insulation, the studs, even the bricks caught fire as he burst through the third floor to the second. However, as the tip of the blade touched the half-a-century old concrete, something strange happened all around him. Instead of plunging into that man-made stone, it appeared to Ira the blade sliced through the fabric of reality sending him to where he could not say. Ira dared not look for fear that he might be lead astray from his task. His golden-ruby eyes narrowed as his target came into view. Seeing the seal that held Onoskelis's powers imprisoned slowly fading due to whatever those people had done to break the seal.

His wings pushed him harder and faster to make sure he reached it before it was undone completely. He and everyone else hadn't worked so hard just for him to fail when they were so close. Thrusting with all his might plunging Ares's sword into the center of the seal. His head swiveled around as a thunderous wail cried out as whatever power that laid within the sword seared the seal closed.

"Shit," Ira cursed as he gazed up as the hole, tear, cut, or whatever you wish to call it started to close on him. Pushing his body to speeds that his wings strained to keep. Praying that he would make it on time as he heard the hiss of electricity arcing from below him. As his left big toe left the opening just in time as the tear resealed itself.

"Hello father," Ardat Lili purred as she stood naked before him. Her skin covered in the blood of those she had slaughtered in his name. Her 32E breasts bounced as she slowly approached him as Ira's feet touched that blood soaked basement floor. "I knew you would succeed," she cooed feeling her womanhood throb as her black eyes ran up his body. Taking Ira by surprise as she kissed her father passionately. Sucking on her lower lip as the blood that covered her marred Ira's face as she pulled away. "This is so hard father," Ardat Lili said, in a wanton purr. Her soulless eyes glinted mischievously as she slipped her hand into his pants. Her tongue flicking out as her fingers gently caressed that hard phallus of his.

"Cheater!" Aswang shouted as she stood on the foot of the stairs. Her red eyes glared hatefully at her elder sister for getting the jump on her. Her cheeks puffed out in annoyance as she noted were her sister's hand was.

"You like the feel of my hand stroking this cock, don't you father?" Ardat Lilli inquired, feeling Ira's precum beginning to coat the palm of her hand.

"No!" Aswang rushed to Ira's side. "Father, she can't be the only one you allow to touch you so..." Biting her lip as her eyes glanced down watching how Ardat Lili's hand moved in Ira's pants. Quickly stripping out of the clothes she was forced to wear while in the mortal world. Her 32B breasts bounced, her black hair brushed against her bat-like wings. Her tail moved nervously behind her as she stood nude before her father. Reaching down taking her father's hand in hers and bringing it to her right breast. "See father, my body will always be open for you," Aswang said, feeling her nipple rubbing against the palm of his hand.

"Hmpf! Father doesn't like those mosquito bites you call tits, not when mine are pressed against him," Ardat Lili taunted cruelly as she glanced at her sister. "Isn't that right father?" she asked, rubbing her breasts against his chest.

"Actually I like all sizes," Ira said, his eyes fluttering as Ardat Lili teased the head of his cock.

"So this is where the two of you ran off to," Mor said, causing her daughters to glance over to her. "You should have told Mor that you were going to visit your father," she cooed licking her lips at the display before her.

"Hey! You can't leave me out!!" Anael called down to them as her face appeared in the hole in the floor.

"Or us!" Cassiel and Lailah joined in.

"Well, the threat is gone from the city, I don't see why we all don't have a small taste of him," Lucifer spoke from behind Ira. Smirking when Ira looked back at her.

"As painful as it is to agree with you sister," Michelle spoke appearing to Ira's right along with Raphaela at her side. "This time, I have to begrudgingly admit that you do have an excellent idea," she sighed.

"See, was that so hard?" Lucifer teased.

"Don't I have..." Ira took a dry swallow as Ardat Lili gazed at him with those doe like eyes if that was even possible given what she was.

"Please father, I only want to please you," Ardat Lili pouted pumping out her lower lip.

"You are, now take your hand out so I can please him," Aswang said, shoving his sister.

"Not a chance."

"Daughters be mindful of where you are," Mor said, in a stern motherly voice. "You're standing before your Prince, so stop acting like spoiled children."

"Why don't we show our children just how their father likes to be pleased," Lucifer said lustfully, pressing her 32FF breasts into his back. Smirking at her sisters noting the looks on their faces as once again they couldn't refute her suggestion.

"Umm... isn't this place like..."

"I see no problem," Lucifer whispered sensuously into Ira's ear once she had rid the basement of all the gore and severed body parts.

"But don't we need to hunt the rest of them down?" Ira asked, trying to get out of the mother-daughter giant orgy that was looming before him.

"The Herald is feeding at the moment, we have time," Lucifer purred kissing along his neck. Her golden eyes smirked as Ardat Lili and Aswang worked to rid their father of his pants. "Come down here Anael," she commanded looking up at her daughter.

"That includes the two of you as well," Michelle said sternly, smiling at Ira at the rustling of her daughter's wings.

"Mor's mate will please Mor won't he?" Mor asked, as her breasts pressed into his left arm as she stood at his side.

"Only after he pleases us, demon," Raphaela uttered in a commanding tone.

"Watch Daddy," Anael cooed sweetly as she leaned nude against the wall. Spreading her legs, her fingers lightly rubbing her clitoris like Kelly had showed her. Biting her lower lip as his eyes fell upon her as she fondled her left breast as she slipped two fingers into her heated mound.

Ira gasped as Ardat Lili didn't waste a second as her lips glided along his rod. Smirking up at him as she passed it to Aswang who attacked it just as furiously as her sister had done.

"I'm cumming Daddy," Anael moaned as her thighs trembled as she came just for him.

"Father," Lailah gazed up at to his face as she knelt beside Ardat Lili. "May I?" Smiling at Cassiel who nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile back on the roof...

"I brought us dinner," Pandora said, dropping their meal onto the rooftop. Kicking him in the stomach as he groaned.

"You three might not want to watch this," Nimue said, looking at Kelly, Charlotte, and Aurore while shooting Samuel a sultry look.

"We know what he looks like when he feeds," Charlotte said, crossing her arms.

"It's different when vampires feed with one another. It gets rather messy," Pandora said, her fangs descended as she readied herself for the meal to come. Smirking at Samuel as she and Nimue removed their shirts and tossed them behind where the others were standing. Smiling at her sister as Nimue sauntered past her, sucking in a breath as Nimue pinched her left nipple.

"Come husband, let us show you how we feed in a group," Nimue said, holding out her hand to him.

"We aren't leaving," Kelly said, defiantly.

"Don't say we didn't warn you," Pandora said, grabbing a handful of the man's hair jerking him to his knees. A wicked smile formed on her lips at the man's whine as she presented the meal to her sister and the man she loved. Reaching out, the soft pressure of her nails brought him forward. Her velvety lips molded against his, her tongue brushing along his fang as she felt the man squirming in her grasp.

"That's enough sister," Nimue said, pulling Pandora away from her husband. Looking over at Kelly and Charlotte as they giggled at the sight. Watching how they lowered themselves to the roof and gestured for them to continue.

"It's good to know that it's not only us that has that little problem," Kelly said, her eyes on her brother's backside as he knelt on the roof.

"The things we do for love," Charlotte sighed dreamily.

"As long as it's just us," Pandora winked at them before sinking her fangs into the man's neck.

"True sister," Nimue agreed before launching herself at the man's neck.

Charlotte's hand slipped into Kelly's and Aurore's as Samuel bit into the man's wrist. Knowing that she was going to have to get used to what she was seeing, because she knew she would be joining her nephew. She wasn't going to let him wander through the ages all alone, not when she could do something about it. However, first she had to give birth to Victor then ween her, as Nimue had stated he had been reborn as a girl, then she could join her nephew in his long life.

Pandora's blue eyes stared at them as she drank her fill of the man. Yet she didn't see an ounce of fear in their eyes as they drank the man dry. Placing her hand on Samuel's left shoulder gently pushing him away from their meal when they neared the last drop of blood. It was never wise to do so. Many of the times you did you took the essence of the person into your being, and the slight chance that it would pull you along into death along with them.

Nimue and Pandora gasped once they took everything but the last drop. Shoving his lifeless body off to the side. Their predatory eyes fell on Samuel and his blood covered chin. Listening to his huff as they launched themselves at him. His back striking the roof as their bodies pressed down on his. Their tongues ran along his skin cleaning every molecule of blood while their hands ran down his body and slipping into his chlamýs.

"Mmm... sister I think I've found something," Nimue purred after her hand had slipped into Samuel's chlamýs. Her fingers wrapped around his soft member as she looked at Pandora's blood covered chin.

"You better share sister," Pandora said, in a pout.

"Yes, you better," Kelly joined in, shooting the two vampires a smile to which her aunt and Aurore nodded along.

"Whatever am I to do husband?" Nimue whispered, her left hand lightly caressing Samuel's left cheek. Her silver eyes gazing at him lovingly and his now clean, although slightly wet chin.

"First, we clean you up," Pandora said, before attacking her sister as they licked the blood from their faces clean. "Then," her chest rose as Samuel peered at her as her hand slipped beneath his chlamýs, "we best take care of her right hand, shouldn't we sister?" Pandora asked, as her own hand joined her sister's. "You would like having us two, hot, lovestruck vampires pleasing you, wouldn't you Samuel?" Loving how she could make his eyes roll into the back of his head.

"Hmm," sitting up weakly, "only if they can join," Samuel stated, glancing over at Kelly, Charlotte, and Aurore. Who wore looks of slight shock that gradually turned into a burning lust at the realization of what he had just said.

"May Mor watch?" Mor spoke as she appeared naked on the lip of the knee high wall that ran along the roof of the building. "This one kills well, you should breed with him many times," she said, nodding her head. Thinking everything that walked the shadows thought like her.

"Mor where are the others?" Samuel asked, leaning his head back staring up at her pale face and black soulless eyes.

"Enjoying themselves like they are about to do," Mor answered as her pale finger pointed at Nimue and Pandora. "Hmm, not as big as my mate, yet it's not unpleasant to look at," she spoke as Kelly uncovered Samuel's eight inch cock.

"Then may I ask, why you aren't with them?" Samuel inquired as his razor sharp nails cutting into the tar and gravel lined roof as he felt Kelly's lips sinking down his shaft.

"My mate has filled me with his seed," reaching down, spreading her lips as Ira's cum splattered onto the brick below her, "at this moment he is pleasing his children," Mor stated. "Why do you not like the look of Mor's naked body Samuel?" she asked, with a wicked grin.

"Didn't say that Mor," Samuel spoke, "shit!" he hissed as Pandora's lips were like a vacuum upon his rod. "Just wondering why you were out here and not with them."

"Ah, unlike my daughters Mor cannot be around angels when they cum. Too bright," Mor answered thinking it was enough to satisfy him. "Mor would offer to join in the fellatio but," flashing her needle-like teeth, "Mor doesn't think you would want that."

"Yeah... oh god, Charlotte," Samuel moaned as his aunt attacked his cock with a vengeance.

"What you get for leaving us like that," Charlotte uttered after she licked up the back of his cock.

"Are your mates as pleasing to you as Mor's is?" Mor asked, peering down at him.

"Well Samuel, answer the nice demon lady," Aurore said, as she stroked his rod.

"Always Mor..." Samuel's words were cut off as Mor stuck her finger into his mouth.

"Good. Mor would hate to find out that Samuel's mates were not satisfactory. Since this undead one kills so..." Licking her lips remembering the screams of the mortals in that mall parking lot. "Mor's blood is strong, yes?!" Mor asked, with gleeful eyes. "Good, Samuel must protect Mor's mate," she said, with a stern nod. "Mor might come and visit you undead thing, Mor likes you."

"Umm... thanks I think," Samuel replied uncertain on what she meant by that. Samuel wasn't about to find out either.

"Oh, look at her, Mor bets she likes it," Mor said, her black eyes glancing up as Kelly rode her brother reverse cowgirl.

"Mmmhmm," Kelly moaned.

"Come Samuel, rest on my legs. Mor will not offer her pussy to you, that belongs to Mor's mate. Mor will let you touch Mor's breasts," Mor nodded as she rested on the back of her legs. "Mor thinks you wouldn't be able to handle Mor anyway. Mor likes pain," she said, smiling wickedly down at Samuel as her hands rested on his chest.

"Yeah, would hate for Mor to learn she likes vampire cock, where would that leave your mate," Samuel taunted releasing a loud moan as Nimue bounced on his lap.

"Oh?!" Filling his face with her own as she leaned over, "Are you offering Samuel, Mor can be very... forceful," Mor said, her fork tongue ran along her lips.

"Hey, it can't get any weirder than it already has," Samuel answered shrugging his shoulders.

"Naughty vampire," Mor giggled as she lightly patted Samuel's right cheek. "We will see if you can handle Mor when this is over." Her black eyes watched as Samuel's cream coated mushroom top disappeared into Aurore's cunt.

"You alright?" Samuel asked, as Ira looked like death warmed over.

"Give me a minute," Ira breathed heavily. He couldn't believe they made him cum twenty times to sate their hunger in one go.

"Don't worry father, I will help you to recover," Ardat Lili said, in a lustful voice as she stood at his side.

"That's what I'm afraid of," Ira muttered low.

"So did you learn anything else while you were with Gaia and Nyx?" Lucifer asked, looking over at Samuel as Mor shooed her daughters away from their father. Smirking at her sisters' shocked looks at the mention of those primordial beings. Even with the old gods fall they were still a force that even Heaven couldn't stand against if they chose to attack as one.

"Kind of..."

"It's in New Orleans isn't it?" Charlotte cut in as Samuel nodded.

"Okay, I'll bite what's in New Orleans?" Ira asked, looking over at Samuel.

"Other than vampires you mean," seeing Aurore blush at his wink, "the doorway to Onoskelis's cell or prison or whatever you want to call it," Samuel said, truthfully. "If we can bind her, that is if we, I mean me, can open the doorway. Bind her once again in her slumber, then we don't have to run around and deal with these people," he said, gesturing to the ruined building.

"What about her seals? If we do nothing her little minions will just undo what we have already finished," Michelle stated as she crossed her arms below her breasts.

"Once she is re-bound the old seals will be reinforced or that's what they told me anyway," Samuel said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Still... there are my fallen sisters we have to worry about. They won't stop until they unmake the universe," Raphaela uttered as Michelle nodded in response.

"That's your department not mine," Samuel said, staring down the angel. Arguably not the best course of action for a vampire to do. "However you deal with them is on you. I'm here to make sure Onoskelis doesn't wake up in the first place not going toe to toe with fallen angels."

"We'll deal with them," Lucifer said, holding up her hand stilling her sister's words as she looked over at Samuel. "There're only nine of them it shouldn't take us too long to hunt them down if father turns his gaze towards them," she stated her sister's had to begrudgingly nod to that. "How long will it take for you to open this 'doorway' to Onoskelis's cell?"

"Can't say," Samuel replied as he scratched his head. "That kind of magic, as old as it is... I'm going to have to find it."

"Did they not give you this spell?" Lucifer asked, suspiciously.

"No. They gave me the spell to bind her again not to get to her. That cost me a lot of pain just for one spell."

"Ira give Samuel your number, you call us the moment you find this spell of yours," seeing Samuel nod, "sisters would you be so kind as to teleport the Herald, his companions, and their car back to New Orleans so he can begin his search?"

"You sure they aren't going to blast me to bits?" Samuel whispered to Ira as they exchanged digits.

"Raphaela, Michelle, if you get them home without harming my undead friend here," shooting Samuel a smirk, "I'll tie Luci up and let her watch as you have your way with me," Ira said, seeing the mischievousness lighting up their eyes.

"Ira!" Lucifer gasped in shock.

"I hope you're including me in this arrangement?" Gabriella asked, shimmering into existence.

"I so wouldn't leave you out," Ira said, winking at her.

"Deal!" All three said in unison.

"You and I are going to talk once we are alone," Lucifer said, in a disapproving, grandmotherly voice.

"What? You pimp me out, and I can't make you suffer as I offer myself as a bargaining chip, what a strange world we live in," Ira sighed shaking his head seeing his grandmother's cheeks heat as she looked away.​