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"Yes," Samuel nodded. "I don't know... what you're asking of me..." "I understand," Samuel said, laying his hand over hers. "I get that this is nerve racking to you. Given what I'm asking from you..." "It's not that," Aurore quickly blurted out, her face rapidly became a shade of cherry red. "It's just..." Hiding her face, embarrassment flooded her mind, her heart raced franticly in her chest feeling his eyes on her. "I've never been that close to anyone... ever," Aurore stated. "Oh?! You've never had a boyfriend go down on you?" Samuel asked, watching her shake her head. "Never had one, not with the rumors around town about us. It tends to bring out the worst in people - namely the boys," Aurore said trying not to sigh. "I understand, I too was a virgin not too long ago," Samuel admitted causing Aurore's head to snap towards him. "No way," Aurore said in disbelief, "the way you... did that with Marie," she mumbled inching closer to Samuel. "Well..." Samuel chuckled softly rubbing the back of his head. "Kelly and Charlotte had a lot to do with that." "Do the three of you have sex... all the time?" Aurore asked. "Almost every day, it's been really hectic since coming here, kind of broke our rhythm." "Umm..." Aurore placed her hands between her thighs, palms pressing against each other, feeling the heat of her womanhood radiating off her teenage mound. "Yes?" Samuel asked arching an eyebrow. "I'll do it on two conditions," Aurore said, trying to put strength into her words as those cobalt eyes of his stared at her. "Which are?" "One: I'd like to know what it's like to have someone... you know, taste me down there before... two: I want to know what's it's like to be bitten," Aurore said, her eyes falling on the tips of his fangs. "I see," Samuel said plainly, looking towards the wall, rolling his tongue along the tip of his fang. Wondering if he could, hoping his blood-lust wouldn't take over the moment her virgin blood touched his tongue. "How would you like to do this?" he asked, looking over at Aurore. "The room Marie lent us or..." "Here!" Aurore said, her hand latching onto Samuel's left arm. "Just..." "Give you a minute to get ready," Samuel said with a coy smile. "Please," Aurore whispered. "Sure," Samuel nodded. Keeping his mirth contained as Aurore nearly leaped off her bed, snatching her robe from the hanger, before dashing out of her room. Placing his hands behind his back as he looked around Aurore's room. Trying to think of when the last time he had actually been in a teenage girl's room. It wasn't a long wait for Samuel as Aurore slipped into her room. Silently closing her door, his eyes running down the opening of her robe due to the loose knot in her belt. "Hey, relax, it's just us here," Samuel said sweetly, noticing how nervous she was as Aurore walked over to her bed. Catching a flash of her raven pubic hair as she crawled onto her bed. Watching Aurore pull her hair to the right exposing the left side of her neck as she tilted her head to the side. Her fingers pulled the edge of her robe down her shoulder allowing her left, 32C breast to be exposed to him. "Please be gentle," Aurore said weakly, biting the inside of her check knowing how her body was practically displayed for him. Knowing if he wanted to, he could force himself on her, she wouldn't be able to fight him off if the legends about their supernatural strength were real. Peering out of her eyelashes as those fangs of his neared her neck. Releasing a soft whimper as they pierced her skin, gooseflesh raced across her skin as Samuel softly caressed her left breast. Biting her lip as Samuel's thumb teased her hard nipple. Her heart leaped to her throat as his hand moved down her stomach. Gasping loudly as she felt the touch of a man for the very first time. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her womb clenched in her unexpected orgasm. Her body shuddered as she felt his tongue running along the puncture wounds. Her chest heaved as her eyes saw a red haze drifting across Samuel's eyes. "So... how would you like me to...?" Samuel asked, his eyes dipped low as her robe had opened more, drawing his gaze to her fine raven hair that disappeared as it sank below her thighs. "Umm... I don't know," Aurore said blushing hard. "How would you like me?" she asked, glancing up as the knot became undone. Sucking in a breath as the fabric brushed against her right nipple as she pushed her robe from her shoulders. Aurore watched his reaction as she sat nude before him. "The guys here sure don't know what they're missing," Samuel said in awe, as his eyes ran up and down her body. "Thanks," Aurore said bashfully, brushing her hair behind her left ear. "But after the ceremony, would you still want to... have sex with me?" she asked quickly, looking down at the tops of her knees. "Hey," Samuel said softly, lifting Aurore's chin so she could look at him. "You're a beautiful young woman, if you want to then yes. Yet I'm sure you have your eye on someone better looking than I am," he said, keeping his smirk hidden as Aurore shook her head. Falling backwards as Aurore launched herself at him. Her tongue darting into his mouth as her youthful breasts pressed into his chest. Feeling her tremble as his fingers danced down her spine before his hands came to rest on her ass cheeks. Listening to her sharp intake of breath as the pads on his fingers danced along her labia. Rolling her over on to her back, watching how cute and innocent she was as he loomed over her. Watching how her eyes darted down as Samuel drew a sigil just below her navel. Her fingers curled tightly around her comforter as his magic worked through her. His nostrils flared as he caught the faint scent of her arousal as he drew near to her paradise. Feeling her muscles dance beneath his lips as Samuel kissed down her left inner thigh, then doing the same with her right. His eyes peered over her mound as he watched the rise and fall of her firm breasts. He was taking this slow so Aurore would grow used to being with him. To be touched in her most secretive of places; places she hasn't shared with anyone before. Samuel couldn't risk her being scared off, too much was at stake, and he wasn't about to allow what he had witnessed in that vision to ever come to fruition. He was never going to watch another one of his family members die on him, like he had to watch his mother waste away. His cobalt eyes shimmered in his magic as his tongue danced lightly along her labia. Listening to Aurore's soft moans as he gently blew on her sex. Smirking when her back arched, her mouth hung agape, her grip tightening as his tongue lifted her hood that hid her clit from view. "Oh god!" Aurore's hand flew to her mouth as she screamed behind it as whatever spell he had used fired off. Causing her womb to send down a wave of her orgasmic juices. She never thought having someone eating her would feel so good, or was it because of what Samuel did? She wished she knew. Nevertheless, that didn't take away from how sublime it felt. Her hand instinctively reached down, running through Samuel's hair, pressing him lightly against her sex. Aurore was floating on a river of euphoria as Samuel's tongue teased her hymen, her body shuddered as it parted her hot, red, throbbing labia. "Oh god, yes!" Aurore squeaked as she came. Her eyes were distant, her hands moved on their own tugging on her nipples as Samuel's tongue continued to torment her. Now she understood why Marie and her own mother gave themselves to Samuel. Her body quaked one last time as Samuel gave her virgin mound one last lick before rising from between her legs. Her eyes fell on his chin noting how her juices coated his skin. Weakly lifting herself up, pulling her robe towards her, wiping his face clean. "I hope I taste good," Aurore said shyly, covering her womanhood with her robe as she sat cross-legged before him. Her breasts bounced as she watched his tongue darting out licking the corner of his mouth. "Well... you are definitely sweet," Samuel said, flashing Aurore a sincere smile. "Thanks," Aurore said bowing her head. Wondering how she was going to see him again when they leave. "So... when is the ceremony?" she asked, her hands fidgeting under her robe. "Tomorrow night," Samuel said matter-of-fact. "So soon?!" Aurore asked, her nervousness rising once again. Only to have her heart settle as Samuel placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't know what it was about him, yet she felt secure, safe, around him. "The threat to your family ends now," Samuel said, pushing himself off the bed. "Oh?!" Aurore said, wondering if this side of him was what caused his own sister and aunt to fall for him. "I'll be ready," she said with determination. She wasn't about to hinder him or her family. She just hoped her mother and father would understand why she was giving her virginity to him. "Well, you should get some sleep," Samuel said, as he headed for her door. "What about you?" Aurore asked quickly. "I don't sleep a whole lot these days," Samuel said, a tiny smirk graced his lips as he looked back at her as the door opened. Watching those excited eyes of hers as it inched closed as she gazed at his fangs. "Sammy?" Joan's voice called out to him as he neared the foot of the staircase. "Yes aunt..." Samuel's voice stilled as he stared up at Joan; she stood at the top of the stairs in a translucent teddy, her matching purple panties held his gaze as her lips curved into a seductive smile. "I can't wait till morning," Joan said, placing her hands on the banisters on either side of her. "How about you come up and really pound your aunt?" she purred wiggling her eyebrows. Her eyes dipped low noting the bulge in his pants. Her tongue ran along her upper lip remembering how that cock of his felt deep inside of her once Wendy's spell had broken. "Sure," Samuel replied, the palms of his hands glided along the polished wooden surface of the banister as he climb the stairs. "Excellent choice nephew," Joan cooed, reaching out once he drew near, her fingers danced along his jaw as she pulled Samuel into her. Her arms draped along his shoulders; her lips teased his before her hunger forced her to taste her nephew's taunting lips. Her breasts pressed against his chest pancaking them out the sides of her chest as she delved into the bliss of that sensuous kiss. "Come," Joan said sweetly, her hands ran down his arms, taking hold of his hands guiding him to her room. "God, they're disgusting!" Edna spat flicking a glob of semen from her finger as she tried to get it out of her hair. "What's..." Samuel's voice stilled as his eyes fell on her as she sat on the floor with her back to the wall. Noticing how her naked body was spattered in cum. "She needs to feed Samuel, she can't do that with Michael, Paul, and Eric now can she, at least not yet," Joan said, her hand ran down his arm sensing his displeasure. "You won't have to touch her Samuel, she's going to eat the creampie you're going to give your aunt," she said devilishly, pulling him towards her bed. Her tongue ran along her upper lip as she pushed Samuel backwards onto her bed. A purr rumbled in her chest as she watched his body bounce on the mattress. "You watching Edna?" Joan asked, not taking her eyes off her nephew. A smirk raising the corner of her mouth as Samuel crawled backwards to the head of her bed. "Yes Joan," Edna sighed. Pulling her legs up to her chest, allowing her sore mound to be viewed for their pleasure as she rested her chin on her knees. Remembering when her wife used to look at her like that. "Good, when I'm done you'll know how to really fuck a man, so you better be prepared to eat Samuel's cum out of my cunt," Joan said, lifting the teddy from her shoulders. "Okay," Edna said weakly. Wondering if she'll ever get her body back. She hated how their cocks tasted; hated how her body came as they fucked her. Hated how she was used as nothing more than a cum rag. Her eyes flickered over to Samuel, watching how his magic coated him like a shroud as Joan crawled towards him. Her nails pressed into the palms of her hands as she watched Joan kiss along Samuel's bare chest. She knew she was going to have to get him to fuck her. It was the only real way for her to live. It was bad enough she had to allow those wannabe sex witches to touch her, yet she got nothing from it. Her father was too old to give her what she needed and surviving on semen that Joan fed her wasn't enough. She needed to tap the source if she hoped to change her current state. Sighing in her mind, she knew Hekatê wouldn't have it that easy to break her spell. "My, Sammy, is this for me?" Biting the inside of her cheek as she watched her wife cooing at Samuel's stiff cock once she freed it from his pants. Taken aback as she felt tears forming in her eyes as Joan's lips sank down Samuel's cock. "What the hell is wrong with me?" Edna asked herself. Ever since she was turned into this, new waves of emotions had been bombarding her mind. Wrapping her arms tighter around her legs as she thought about what she had done to Kelly and what she did to her. "I deserve to be like this," she admitted to herself pressing her forehead against her knees. Knowing how violated she felt and in turn how Kelly must have felt. No wonder Samuel wanted to kill her. She couldn't blame him; she had done some very dark things. Wondering if this was also a punishment for all the things he had done to Wendy and Joan. Praying that Samuel never found out he had helped Norman. If he did she doubted there would be enough of her left to hold a funeral for. "Now Samuel, I think it's time for you to fuck your aunt like you promised." Edna quickly glanced up as Joan was posed to impale herself on Samuel's rod. She couldn't help herself; her tears fell regardless if she wanted them to or not. "Please don't do this Joan," Edna said, through sobs as the sides of her chest heaved. "Don't make me watch you fuck another man," she pleaded. "Why do you care now?" Joan asked, looking over at her. Snapping her head over to Samuel as she felt his magic surge. "Please... don't..." Edna huffed as her body was penned to the wall, her arms outstretched as Samuel's magic held her in place. "Did my sister beg for you to stop? Did my sister plead with you not to rape her?" Samuel asked coldly. "Oh, that's right, you used your magic to silence her screams, didn't you?!" Pure hate and malice showed on Samuel's face. Edna trembled in fear. "At least don't fuck him on our bed Joan," Edna said, tears streaming down her face hating how these newfound emotions toyed with her mind. "Oh? Not on the bed, huh?" Joan asked, her tongue flicked against her teeth as her eyes narrowed at her new sister. The nerve that Edna thought she had the right to tell her what to do after what she had done to Kelly. Her hand ran along Samuel's cock as she slid off the bed. Standing over Edna, placing her left hand on the wall above Edna's head, reaching back her right hand moving between her ass cheeks before inserting two of her fingers into her eager, hungry cunt. "Samuel get over here and fuck your horny aunt!" Joan growled, slapping her ass, smearing her skin in her hot sex. "You are going to sit there and watch as Samuel fucks me. You're going to watch as my pussy gets wetter and wetter as he plows that cock deep inside of me. Don't. You. Ever. Think. You. Can. Tell. Me. Who. I can or cannot fuck ever again! You lost that right when you raped our niece," she spat hatefully at Edna. "Yes Joan," Edna sighed, hanging her head in defeat. "Mmm, yes Samuel, rub that cock through those lips," Joan moaned, causing Edna to glance up, her eyes gazing at the crown of his rod as it rubbed along her wife's clit. "Yes Samuel, shove that cock deep into your aunt's pussy," she begged as she shook her ass at him. "Mmmhmm, that's it, right there, don't stopped," Joan pleaded as Samuel's cock surged through her folds. Edna sat there watching as if she was possessed. Watching how her wife's juices steadily dripped out of her cunt as the minutes wore on. Something compelled her to inch closer, sticking out her tongue catching the magic infused juices on her tongue. Feeling the power that coursed through her as she swallowed it. However, when Samuel's cock slipped out of Joan's cunt, she couldn't help herself; her tongue ran along the back of his cock as it pressed against Joan's dancefloor. Cleaning the head of his rod, her eyes fluttered as she tasted Samuel's pre-cum. She had no idea the amount of magic that single drop contained until it exploded across her tongue. Before she knew it she was trying desperately to get his cock in her mouth, yet the tight space between Joan's legs kept her from swallowing his cock. Closing her eyes as Samuel slapped his cock across her face. "Yeah you like sucking cock don't you, you dirty bitch?" Joan asked, peering down as Edna's head rocked on Samuel's pole. "That's a good bitch clean that cock so I can get it dirty again. She's had enough Samuel put it back in and keep fucking me!" Edna pressed her face against Joan's dancefloor. Her tongue darting about eagerly waiting for Samuel to fill her mouth again with that delicious cock of his. She couldn't understand why she so desperately wanted to suck on that pole of his. The need to have it filling her mouth, to please it, as her tongue cleaned his soiled skin. "If you're going to wag that tongue, then wag it against my clit while you wait to clean Samuel's cock again," Joan ordered, her nails scraped down the wall as she neared her orgasm. Magic swirled in her eyes as she felt the well of magic opening for her. Feeling how vastly different it was compared to when her husband used to open the connection. How pure the magic felt as it flooded her body. "I hope you aren't done Samuel," Joan said lustfully, peering over her shoulder her magic swirling in her pupils as she looked upon her nephew. "Because my pussy isn't remotely satisfied. But first, have that bitch clean that cock of my cream since she so hungrily wants it." Edna was lost in a swirl of bliss as she slurped Samuel's cock clean. Feeling her hunger gradually subside as his lingering energies burned in her veins. Whining when his cock left her lips, only wanting to suck on it some more. "Fuck Samuel! Yes fuck me hard!" Joan grunted as Samuel hammered his rod into her. Peering down noting how Edna's juices were freely dripping from her cunt as she knelt between her legs. "God, Samuel, your cock feels so good inside of me," she moaned as her legs shook. Her womb quivering as she felt another orgasm coming on. "Cum in me Samuel, let me feel how hot your spunk is when it fills my pussy," Joan begged. A whimper escaped her lips with every thrust of his hips. The moment she felt the first rope of his cum, it felt like her nerves were aflame as the arcane raced through her body. Never before had she felt so strong, so brimming with magic that she could remake the world with but a thought. "Open up Edna, time for your meal," Joan said straddling Edna's face as she still knelt on her knees. "That's a good, obedient bitch." Spreading her labia, releasing her hold on Samuel's cum, she watched it flow into Edna's waiting mouth, using her hand to force Edna's face into her pussy telling her to scoop out the rest with her tongue. "Now doesn't Samuel's cum taste delicious?" Joan asked, once she eased off Edna's face. "Y-yes." Edna's voice broke as she realized she wanted more. She wanted everything her nephew's cock could give her. Her eyes fluttered down as Samuel rested on their bed watching them. Scurrying over to him on hands and knees. Her quivering eyes peered up at him. "Sam... please, I know you're angry. I know I caused Kelly pain..." Peering behind her as Joan stood at her back.