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Roughly an hour later, once Marie learned how to walk on unsteady legs, Samuel waved goodbye to the extended family he never knew he had. Knowing that in a few hours everything was going to change. That his role as Hekatê's Herald was going to expand. The teaching of her new sect, in the old ways, was going to fall mainly on his grandparents, aunts, and sister. Although, if he had to guess, he would be in attendance for the majority of it, when his classes allowed it. Pulling out his phone when it vibrated in his pocket. Arching an eyebrow as Lola sent him picture after picture of her naked body. "Just so you don't forget me Samuel. This hot, fuck-able, Creole woman will always be here should you ever need her." The text read along with another picture of her spread labia showing off that glistening pink cunt of hers. "I can't wait to be serving underneath you." Allowing the innuendo to linger as Marie pulled out onto the state road heading back to the Big Easy. ****** "Why don't you go on inside, while I try to get my legs back under me," Marie said, flashing Samuel a knowing smile once they had returned to her home. "Alright, call me if you need help," Samuel chuckled as he slid out of his seat. "If I call you, it's to be fucked on the hood of my car," Marie called out to him from the open car window. "What a tempting offer," Samuel shot back as he climbed the steps leading to the entrance of Marie's home. "Sammy!" Kelly shouted throwing her arms around her brother's neck the moment he walked through the door. Placing a long, hot, passionate kiss on those tantalizing lips of his. "Someone's been naughty," she said, with a smug smirk, tasting the pussy on his tongue. "I take it all went well nephew?" Charlotte asked, holding Wendy in her left arm as she slid her right around him. Getting her own kiss in, loving how Samuel made her feel so wanted from a simple kiss. "Tell us Samuel and stop kissing my sister like that!" Wendy huffed in irritation. "Don't mind her, Mom and Dad said she was a serious pain when she went through her terrible twos," Charlotte said, tugging on the hem of Wendy's shirt. "I am not!" Wendy huffed again, crossing her little arms across her chest. "Now, now," Samuel cooed taking his mother from Charlotte. "If you wanted kisses you should have said so," he said, holding his mother above him. Listening to her laughter as he planted multiple kisses along her neck. "No fair!" Wendy squealed in delight. Her small hand curled his shirt in her hand as she rested her head against his left shoulder. "I see, the moment Samuel returns you behave yourself, some daughter you are," Kelly teased, lightly tickling Wendy's side. "So spill brother," she said, cocking out her right hip, crossing her arms below her breasts. Loving how he looked at her as he held their mother/daughter in his arms. Wondering if he'll look the same when their own child comes into the world. "Somewhere private," Samuel said, not wanting to let anyone else know what was about to happen, other than those that were involved in it. "You mind going and getting Aurore?" he asked, looking over at his aunt. "Why?!" Charlotte asked, wanting just to spend the rest of the day with her nephew. It had been so long since it was just the two of them. While she loved her family and was joyous of the fact they wouldn't be alone in the world for much longer, she did still want to have Samuel's attention squarely on them. "She's the key to what's going to happen tonight," Samuel said plainly. "Fine," Charlotte sighed. "Hey," Samuel said, lifting her chin. "I need the both of you. The two of you are my anchor in this world. Don't ever forget that I love both of you." "Oh Sammy," Charlotte whispered. Her eyes quivered seeing the truth of his words in his eyes. "I love you too." Her lip trembled; a tear glistened in her eye as she planted kisses upon his lips. "Don't forget about your sister, Sammy," Kelly cooed turning his chin towards her. "I loved you before her," shooting her aunt a glance as they kissed, "never forget that," she said, smirking at the both of them. "Samuel," a soft female voice startled them, "there's no need for you to send someone to find me, I'm here," Aurore said, stepping out from around the corner of the hallway. Her cheeks held a rue of blush upon them, she didn't mean to eavesdrop on them, nonetheless she couldn't stop herself from listening in on their banter. She wondered if she'd ever find someone to love her like Kelly and Charlotte did with Samuel. "Is there something you need from me?" Aurore asked, her eyes downcast, her right hand held onto her left arm as she hugged herself. "Go get grandma, granddad, and Aunt Joan we need to practice for the ritual," Samuel whispered to Kelly. Knowing he was going to need their help during the ritual to hold the spell circle in check while he brought forth the well of magic. "Okay," Kelly nodded, "don't go starting without me," shooting her brother a smirk before leaving them. "Relax, my brother wouldn't do anything to harm you," she whispered to Aurore as she passed noting the girls nervousness. Kelly could feel her brother's eyes on her ass as she climbed the stairs. She was more than happy to show it off to him, just so those eyes of his could get their fill. "Come," Samuel nodded to the door, only to be stopped as Marie slowly opened it. "Samuel? Where are you going?" Marie asked, wondering why Aurore was standing behind him. "Preparing for tonight Marie," Samuel said, as they filed past her. "Then shouldn't I help?" Marie asked, eager to spend more time with him. "How many white candles do you have in stock?" Samuel asked, as they stood on her porch. "A hundred or so, double that if we cut them in half," Marie said, her finger tapping her chin as she mentally took stock of their magical components. "Why?" Marie asked, trying not to notice how Aurore was standing so close to Samuel. "It's to represent her innocence," Samuel said, slyly glancing at Aurore. "Wait?! Don't tell me you're going to use this girl's virginity?" Charlotte asked, knowing how dangerous the power he was playing with is. "It's the only way to open the well and forge Lola's family into becoming like ours," Samuel said, plainly, turning his head as Kelly, his grandparents, and aunt... sneering as Edna joined them as well. "I want to help Samuel," Edna said, weakly. Bowing her head, hiding from the hate she saw in his eyes. Wanting to show that she was indeed worthy of redemption. She just needed Samuel to give her time to show him that. "She might be a deplorable human being, but she is still a powerful witch Samuel," Joan said, trying to ease her nephew's distaste for Edna. Knowing that he would have to overcome his discomfort with her if he wished to heed Hekatê's command. "Fine," Samuel said, coldly. "You wouldn't happen to have two hanging incense burners along with Mastic, Dragon's blood, and Solomon's seal?" he asked, turning his attention to Marie who nodded, listening to the gasps all around him. "Samuel, those are some very powerful incenses on their own in spells, are you sure it's wise to add all three together?" Carson asked, eyeing his grandson like he had grown a second and third head. "Just what are you thinking?!" Martha asked, knowing how disastrous it could go if even a single amount was measured wrong. "Relax Mom," Wendy said, speaking up for her son. "I know my son, he wouldn't have put all of this together just on a whim, isn't that right baby?" she asked, her small hand gently caressing Samuel's right cheek. A warm smile graced her lips as Samuel nodded. "Then I want you to do the measuring," Charlotte said, poking Samuel in the chest. "I don't want any mistakes in this," quickly adding in a low whisper, "I don't want to lose you." "Come show us what we need to do for tonight's ritual," Joan said, sweetly, reaching down taking hold of Samuel's right hand leading him and her family off the steps. "Well, when Lola's family gets here, all the adults will be lined up here," Samuel instructed pointing to the sides of the grassy lane. "Each will be holding a single candle," turning to Aurore as she suddenly became the center of attention, "where you will start your journey from the steps of the house, once she passes the first two adults they will fall in behind her and so on," he said, rolling his hand. "Leading them up to here," Samuel said, as they rounded the corner of Marie's house, where he had planted the rune in the ground. "Samuel? This area is a tad small don't you think?" Marie asked, knowing there wouldn't be much room for all of them. "True it is, but I've got that covered," Samuel replied with a coy smirk. "But the solarium is where..." The words died in Marie's throat as the altar he had remade materialized before them. "How?!" Marie asked, in a hushed whisper as Samuel's fingers ran along its surface. "I willed it here. You can too," Samuel said, looking at her. "It will appear anywhere on the property if you want it to. Plus, I needed the space in the solarium for the children in Lola's family. While they can't partake in the spell, that doesn't mean they'll be excluded from it." "What would you have us do?" Carson asked, his wife nodding along. "I need you, grandma, Joan, and her," Samuel said, nodding to Edna, unable to speak her name. "To hold the magic circle once I cast it. You four combined should have enough power to hold it while the ritual is going on." "And where do we need to be?" Edna asked, eager to prove that she wasn't like the man she once was. "Joan, there," Samuel directed, pointing to his left twenty feet away from him. "Grandpa over there," mirroring Joan's position, "and you," his tone carried the hints of his indifference for Edna, "I want you at the southern point," he said, drawing a triangle on the altar showing them where they needed to be. "And grandma, I need you at the center, you'll be the anchor for the other three. You're good at manipulating energies," Samuel said, casting his grandmother a sly smirk as her hand covered her mouth. Something he had come to find out on his own while he browsed through the books in their library. "That way should either one of them begin to falter you can shore them up so the circle doesn't fail." "What about us Sammy?" Kelly asked, arching an eyebrow thinking he had forgotten all about them. "You two have the most important part," Samuel said, shooting his sister a warm smile. "Which is?" Charlotte asked. "You get to anoint Aurore and lead her to the altar, plus like I already told you," Samuel said, reaching over running his hand down Charlotte's right arm. "You two are my anchors, I will need your strength when I bring forth the well so I don't lose myself in it." "Don't worry," Kelly said, glancing over at her aunt both nodding in agreement. "We'll pull you back should you lose your way." "Sammy? What about me, I'm a witch too you know!" Wendy pouted. "You're staying with the kiddies," Samuel said, his fingers tickling her stomach. "But... I can help," Wendy pleaded. "Not this time Mom," Samuel said sternly. He wasn't about to lose her again. He knew how reckless and dangerous this was going to be, and he didn't want her caught up in it should something go awry. "But..." Moving to look her son in the eyes. "I can help Samuel," Wendy said, sternly. Using a tone that her son knew all too well from when he was growing up; before she was trapped in a toddler's body. "She can help me," Martha said, speaking up, seeing how protective Samuel had become of her ever since he had found out about the whole thing to save her daughter's life. "See? I can help," Wendy nodded in determination. "Don't you push yourself too hard, alright?" Samuel sighed, resting his forehead against his mother's. "I promise I won't," Wendy said, staring into her son's eyes. "Samuel, what about my family?" Marie asked, her thighs pressing against the edge of the altar. "Should we not be here too to witness this event? Are we not to become a part of this same coven?" "Yes," Samuel stated. Tilting his head at the display Marie was giving off. "If you thought I was excluding your family from this I apologize." "Marie, what's going on?" Ines asked, walking up the grassy lane, once she had returned from overseeing their holdings. "How did the altar get out here?!" Staring, confused, at them, wondering why her daughter was part of the discussion. "We're preparing for tonight's ritual," Marie said matter-of-factly. "Ritual?! What ritual? Why weren't we informed of this?" Ines asked, incensed that she and the rest were being left out. Trying to keep her eyes off Samuel, seeing how good he looked with a child in his arms, it didn't matter if it was his own mother. It was the fact that Samuel seemed to step up to the responsibility of helping to raise her. Something her own husband had to be nagged into doing. "We," Marie said, gesturing to Samuel. "Have just returned from Lola's home, where Samuel here offered her and her family to join us as one coven." "But why?!" Ines asked, still confused by it all. "Because Labo dies tonight," Samuel said, cutting in, the silence was deafening as they all stared at him. "Hence why I need the extra hands to protect you," his eyes shooting towards Ines, "and the rest of your family and mine should she have something planned upon her death. This way if something does go down while I'm out in the swamps dealing with her. I'll know you and the rest will have the strength to deal with whatever plan she has formed in that twisted little brain of hers." "Then why is my daughter out here with you?" Ines asked, crossing her arms, tapping her foot waiting on an answer. "Because he asked me to be a part of it Mom," Aurore said, bashfully. "What do you mean a part of it?" "I think this would be better spoken of inside," Marie said, taking charge. "Samuel I'll leave the preparations to you," nodding to him before she and Aurore went to fill in the rest of her family. "Well, we have a lot of work to do and little time. I suggest we make the most of it," Carson said, clapping his hands together. "Come Samuel, I'll show you where Marie keeps the spell components stored," Martha said, as he handed Wendy off to her granddaughter. Noticing how each one ventured off to prepare themselves for the night's event as she led Samuel back to the house. "This way," she said, over her shoulder as she descended the stairs that led to the basement. Normally, basements were never used in New Orleans given its high water table. Yet due to whomever had the forethought about enchanting it, it kept the basement nice and dry especially when the rain just poured for days. Which in turn made it an excellent choice for storing the more temperamental ingredients they used in their spell-work. A huge sucking gasp roared in his ears as Martha opened the heavy metal door that kept the Louisiana humidity out along with the overhead dehumidifier. What Samuel saw as he crossed the threshold wasn't a dark, damp, hole in the ground with a clay floor. No. This was a sixty by one hundred foot concrete floor, with white and blue decorative tiles running as far as his eyes could see. Cedar paneling ran along the walls and the ceiling to keep the insects at bay. Rows of shelves; some made of all wooden dating back centuries, some made of metal to replace those that had fallen into disrepair. Rows of 1920's era light fixtures ran along the spaces between the shelves overhead. Peering over his shoulder as the metal door resounded as it closed. "Marie keeps the incense in the far back," Martha said, wearing a smirk upon her lips. She wondered if her daughter and granddaughter would mind if she had a little taste of her grandson. "Here we are Samuel," she said, as they came to a stop in front of row upon row of incense stored in labeled jars and tins stacked on the shelves. Down at the far end of the row stood a mixing table that hadn't seen use in many moons. "I'm sure we can find the ones you're looking for," Martha said, a twinkle of mischievousness flared in her eyes as Samuel's eyes roamed the shelves for what he sought. "Grandma!" Samuel gasped loudly as Martha reached around and grasped his manhood. "Come now baby boy, did you honestly think I wouldn't want to try this out for myself, hmm?" Martha cooed into Samuel's ear. "Did you think only Charlotte and Kelly got to feel what this cock can do?" she asked, the sound of his zipper lowering thundered in the quiet of the room. "That they were the only ones who got to feel full on the magic we need to live? Your grandfather used to be able to provide for me, and the girls, when your dad grew ill. Yet that has changed, now my boy it falls to you to give me what I need," Martha purred as her hand wrapped around Samuel's cock. "You'll help your horny grandmother won't you? You'll let me feel as powerful as I was in my prime?" she asked, as she stroked his cock to life. Watching how Samuel's hands gripped the posts of the shelves as she teased the hard phallus in her hand. "See doesn't that feel good baby boy?" "Fuck... grandma," Samuel said, biting his lip, his grip slowly crushing the metal post as his grandmother teased his cock like a pro. "You'll fuck your grandmother's pussy with this hard cock won't you baby?" Martha whispered into his ear. Feeling Samuel's body trembling as she teased the underside of his crown. "You'll thrust this big, hard thing into my aching pussy won't you?" "Yes..." Samuel's voice broke as his grandmother's nail played with the meatus of his head, feeling her nail sliding further in his pee hole as her hand worked his cock. "You've always been a good, sweet boy to me," Martha said, her lips graced his cheek as she slowly inched her nail out of that small hole. Bringing her arm up along his chest, letting Samuel watch as she sucked his pre-cum off her finger. Turning around pushing her panties to her knees, lifting up her summer dress, presenting her ass to her grandson as she braced herself on one of the shelves. "Now get over here and stuff your cock in your granny's pussy," Martha growled as she lightly spanked her dancefloor. ****** The hour approached as car after car arrived at Marie's home. Squeals of laughter and joy echoed through the home as relatives got reacquainted with one another, all ignored the twenty foot golem that guarded Marie's home. Samuel watched as Charlotte, Kelly, and his mother, who was held in Kelly's arms, gathered around his grandmother. Watching how his grandmother fawned and blushed as they asked why she had a glow about her. Then even in a room full of people their eyes turned his body cold and made him wonder if it was wise to remain. Not that they were angry with him having sex with his own grandmother, it was the fact that he didn't invite them along. Taking a dry swallow as his sister mouth the words: "When you get back be prepared!" Why did those words frighten him more than going up against Labo did? Probably because his sister and aunt knew all his little weak points. Knew how to make him beg for more as his sister teased his rod with that masterful tongue of hers. Looking off to his left as the whispers quieted, the rustling of feet stopped, a hushed gasp echoed through the crowd as Aurore slowly walked down the stairs in a pearl white linen gown. A ring of white lilies crowned her head, her raven hair held back so her beautiful face could be seen. Samuel could see how nervous she was as Marie's and Lola's families ringed her. Seeing her blushing hard as they praised how adorable and pretty she looked. Yet to Samuel's eyes he could see the men and the teenagers, both boys and a few girls, eyeing Aurore's gown as the light shined through it.

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