Thirty One

  I sat at my desk in my study. It was te afternoon, and few days since the day Nana arrived. I stared down at papers and open books strewn about the desk. I had scribbled notes, plotting out our next destinations. We still had six rifts to open, and I wanted to pn it down to every detail.

  Despite using this time to rest, an anxiety began to fester in the back of my mind. With family on their way, and my own need to finish my part of the crusade, it began to weigh on me once again.

  I sat back with a fluster, looking down at my notes and diagrams. The dark gods didn’t care how long it took to open the rifts, but our enemies would. Agents of light were mostly on the defensive, or slowed by hunting us down. By now, they must know our patterns. They will increase their presence in many city locations. With every day that passes, they will be waiting for us, ready to fight and stop what we are trying to accomplish.

  My mind stormed on, knowing I had to expand the blood coven. I didn’t trust many family members on my father’s side. Where my mother’s side were more understanding, and warm, my father’s side were cruel, and power hungry. Once they were initiated, and blessed, they would be under my control, but the bigger the coven, the harder it would be to watch them. Making Beth a priestess would help, but now, I think I had to elevate everyone under this roof, to keep the rest of the family in line. I didn’t want a civil war. I wanted a blood alliance for a common goal.

  A knock at the door woke me from my thoughts. Before I could say anything, the door opened, and Nana peered inside.

  “I hope I’m not disturbing you?” she said with a small smile.

  “Nana, you can never disturb me. Come in,” I said as I reached for one of the lower desk drawers.

  Nana came in and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a simple, light blue dress with an image of a rge white flower along the long skirt length. She walked to my desk, and sat down in an empty leather chair. She looked at me with warm eyes, as I lifted a bottle of whiskey, and two gsses into view. I pced the gsses down, opened the top of the bottle, and poured into each gss.

  “I needed a break, and wonderful company,” I said as I put down the bottle, and handed her a full gss.

  We lifted the gsses up to each other, before taking a deep swig. My throat burned in a good way, feeling the whiskey slid down and warm my stomach.

  “I’m happy to know I’m not the only one with emergency whiskey close by,” Nana grinned. “But I see a pain in your demeanor.”

  I nodded as I swirled my drink. “Pnning to open the st six rifts. Once they are open, the dark crusade will end, and our victory will bleed into the world for thousands of years.”

  Nana sipped her drink. She nodded and looked at me with sharp eyes.

  “Have you thought about after the fall of everything?”

  I blinked. I parted my lips to speak, but then closed them again. To be honest, I didn’t think that far. I assumed, after our victories, I would have plenty of time to pn my rule.”

  Nana continued, “Sometimes, victory is not enough. Once the st rift is open, you will be rewarded by the dark gods. They will give you more power, but we don’t know how the world will change after that.”

  “I have an idea, at least from my dreams,” I said before taking another sip. “The mad dreamers will rise. Chaos will build, like a growing tsunami. The cities will be most affected, especially where the rifts were opened. Dark energies will leak into our world, corrupting all.”

  I closed my eyes. “And then, society will fall. It will be repced by dark priests, but it will be me, sitting on a throne.”

  “It’s a good prophecy, but we can do better. Where do you see your throne?”

  My brow wrinkled in thought. “I hadn’t thought about it. The cities will be too chaotic for a while. Maybe Maine? I always enjoyed our visits there. I like the cold, and vast forests.”

  “Then Maine will be where you pce one of your many thrones,” Nana smiled. “But I want you to think for a moment, what happens when your enemies are defeated? Once you have greater power, you will want more.”

  I gave her a sinister smile. I sipped my whiskey and leaned forward, elbows on my desk.

  “There are many realms across the multiverse. Why stop here, when I can lead the dark armies across other worlds?

  “I had pnned on a long rest, enjoying good company as the world burned. I still dream of it. Afterwards, we could lead many others, in the name of the dark gods.”

  Pink heat filled my Nana’s cheeks. “There it is, that ambition our family had lost so long ago. I can see it in your eyes, and it brings me so much joy.”

  She took a deep swig of her drink before she continued, “You’re doing what our family was meant to do a long time ago. The first witches and warlocks strived for such power, but our families were locked on this isnd.

  “As the world changed, we could have carried on the will of the dark gods, but many in our families enjoyed basking in dark knowledge, but not using it.”

  Nana looked away with dark eyes. “It was what I fought most about with your grandfather, and his side of the family. He could have led us to victory, but he was just happy learning, and fucking his life away. Don’t misunderstand, he was wonderful in and out of bed, but I needed more.”

  “I want more,” I said with confidence. “When I brought mother back from the dream nds, it was my first taste of real power. After that, I wanted more. The dark gods sent their emissary to my dreams, promising me more if I led the way. I did, and was rewarded with much of what I desired, and loved.”

  I let the st sentence linger, while looking as my beautiful Nana.

  She kept her gaze on me, a happy glow in her demeanor. She then looked away, simir to Lily’s shy gnces.

  “Gerald, I would like nothing more than y with you, and see where it will take us. But I must be strong, for you. I want to help you with your grand pns. I want to be at your side, as you draw the world closer to darkness. I…” she trailed off.

  I gave her a small, loving nod. “Nana, I know, and understand. I’m not rushing you, but I do want you to know, I will keep you close. I want to make you happy. I want to make you come like you never came before.

  “Theo and I have talked in private. He wants that too. We adore you, and he is as eager as I am. He has grown confidant, and I hope we can keep you happy.”

  Nana’s eyes took on a shadowy gleam. “I know you will make me happy, but I want you to know, Beth and Dana are welcomed as well. I want the coven close. I love you all so much, I get wet just thinking about all of you.”

  “I wasn’t sure,” I said honestly.

  Nana let out a sultry giggle. “My grandson, when you’re ready, I will tell you about my many adventures. For now, let’s focus a little more on your rule. It will help ease your mind, and help you when family arrives.”

  “Okay, Nana,” I smiled before taking another long sip of my drink.

  ***

  I was buzzed and rexed as I walked the empty corridor. Recent memories pyed in my addled thoughts, spending the st few hours talking, and ughing with Nana. Our conversation slipped between future pns, to stories from the past. She was a breath of fresh air, helping me to understand our dark destiny.

  My small smile faded a little. I was so hard the whole time, I could barely keep my feelings as bay. Much like our family under this castle roof, my feelings were deep for Nana as well. All of us felt that way about her, but something needled at me. I could see, and feel the attraction between us, but she kept her distance. In a way, it felt like she was toying with me. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I hated to think she was pying a game with me, or us. Unlike mother, and her sisters, Nana was still very much alive. She looked amazing, and didn’t lose a drop of her cutting wit. She knew how to cut through bullshit to get to the heart of the matter when it came to any subject.

  My eyes half-closed, Nana sitting across from me and telling me more lurid tales from her past. It was warm, and enlightening, seeing her smile as she told me how many men from the family liked to steal her away, and keep her to themselves. How they sometimes worked together, wanting to fulfill her fantasies. Much like Aunty Violet, she liked being kept a prisoner. How the men could barely hold back, unleashing their lust on her. How she screamed in joy as she orgasm for hours, and sometimes, days.

  I was still hard as I passed a door. I stopped in my tracks and looked over. It was Aunty Lily’s room. It was only about ten at night. Surely, she shouldn’t still be up. The tension I felt was breaking me down, and I needed her to help me.

  I looked down the corridor both ways. When no one was in sight, I opened the door and slipped in.

  I locked the door behind me as a small glow filled the room. I looked over to the small firepce. Each room in this wing had their own firepce. This one glowed with embers, the fire already burnt low.

  I shifted my gaze to my aunt’s bed. She was there, her back to me as she was on her side. It looked like she was sleeping. The alcohol, and heated urges, pushed me closer to the bed. I walked around, and stood at the side of it. I looked down to see her on her side, eyes closed. She was only partially covered in a bnket. She was wearing a silky red lingerie. It had spaghetti straps, and a slit at the helm. It barely contained her tits. Her chest moved to a gentle rhythm.

  I took hold of my clothes, and began to undress. I looked at her as I did. She looked peaceful, and rexed. Her blonde hair was spyed around her. Her silk hem was up high, barely covering her hip.

  When I was naked, my cock stood under its own power. I slipped onto the bed, and moved close to her. I touched her shoulder, and she began to stir. She gently fell onto her back, her thighs parted. My hand touched her warm thigh, sliding higher. I looked at her, seeing her eyes moving under eyelids. When my fingers touched her naked slit, I smiled as I was greeted with wetness.

  Lily’s eyes fluttered a little. I let my fingers invade her. With no underwear to slow me down, I fingered her tight slit. I pulled back a little, two of my fingers rubbering her engorged clit. A small exhale escaped her parted lips. She half opened her eyes and turned her face toward me. She gasped and moaned as I rubbed her clit. Nipples stood erect against the silky top. Her warm cleavage glowed to me in the dim light. All I wanted to do was bury my face in them and lick at her skin.

  “Gearld?” Lily said and gasped as I rubbed her the right way.

  “I need you, Mama Lily,” I said with a soft tone.

  Her breathing quickened a little as I continued to rub her unguarded pussy. Her hips moved slightly. A weakness filled her demeanor as she made no move to stop me.

  “Gerald…I can’t be your mom, out of respect for your mother,” she hissed.

  She was pying the game, but I wanted to py too.

  “I need you. Don’t turn your son away. I need to speak with you. I need to fuck you. Please be good mom to me.”

  My cock vibrated against her warm thigh.

  “What…happened?” she asked as I continued to make slow circles against her clit.

  I told her an abridged version of what happened with Nana. She moaned, but listened at the same time. Her hips moved against my swirls.

  “Nana makes me so horny. I just want to have her. I know she would like my cock,” I said as I massaged my aunt.

  “She…always tests everyone. She…tested us all our lives. She thinks, the more you deny, the sweeter the reward,” Lily said and then moaned.

  “You don’t think she is trying to do something against us, against me?”

  Lily let out a sultry moan as she shook her head. She moved to my touch, her eyes fluttering.

  “She would never go against us, or you. She’s mentioned to us, she likes when young men can’t fight their urges. Her and grandpa had such stories,” Mama Lily managed to say before her lips parted.

  I rubbed her clit as her entire body shuddered hard. Her hips bucked. I delved into her mind, and senses, feeling orgasmic explosions tossing her spirit from one side to the other of her being. They sted for a while as wetness surged.

  I didn’t stop rubbing her now sensitive clit. I could already sense a new barrage of orgasms rising, and the empty ache in her broken soul.

  Lily grabbed my wrist, and tried to push it away.

  “I can’t be your mother. I won’t,” she said weakly.

  I ignored her as I crawled over her. I looked down on her with demonic eyes, my urges ruling me. She looked up with feigned fear, but didn’t close her thighs.

  I lowered my face to hers, my eyes staring into hers.

  “You are my mine, Mama Lily. I know you’re a fucking whore,” I said as I grabbed my cock and rubbed the tip at her dripping wet opening. “You are so fucking wet. It makes me hard the more you deny me.”

  I pressed the tip to her, and she let out a euphoric gasp.

  “Be a good mom to me. I need you. Don’t make me punish you.”

  Lily eyes trembled. Her hips moved, rubbing her wet slit on my cockhead.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t want to be a bad mom. I,” her eyes winded as I pushed in.

  Thick inched spread her tight, inner world. Bliss fred across sensitive nerves from our connection. She let out a sultry moan as her pussy squeezed me, trying to keep me to her.

  “My son, you’re so fucking big. I’m sorry I said no. I promise, I will be better.”

  My hips pushed to the hilt, but I was so horny, I instantly began to pull back. Mama Lily let out a sultry moan as she bounced to my repeated thrusting. One of her breasts bounced out of her lingerie, her nipple hard enough to cut diamond.

  “That…beautiful…fat…thick cock,” she moaned.

  “I always need you. I need you so I can tell you, my secrets. I need your pussy all the time. Please, be a good mom to me. I’ll fuck you in secret. It will just our little, dirty secret,” I said as I smmed my hips against her tender thighs.

  Lily bit her lip, trying to muffle her own moans. She surrendered as I thrusted to hilt. She was so beautiful, and it felt so natural, I could already feel the urge to come.

  “Please, come in me. Keep coming in me. Don’t make me beg,” Lily moaned with closed eyes.

  “Mom, I love when you beg,” I said with a sinister tone.

  “It…feels so good. Please…please be a good son,” she begged.

  I couldn’t hold back anymore more. I pushed deep and she shuddered. Her leg trembled as my cock thickened. Our minds and bodies connected, and were blinded by pure ecstasy.

  Our broken souls mingled as we both came together. I groaned as she moaned. Thick spurts of come mingled with her fsh-flood of honey. It was too much, and I grunted, ramming my hips between her thighs. She grabbed my ass with one hand, forcing me to keep fucking her.

  When the bliss began to ebb, I gasped for air. A dizziness filled me as I began to fall back into my body. I was still thrusting, pushing every drop of my lust and love into her. She squeezed me with love, enticing me to stay within her.

  “I…need more,” I whispered, still hard as a rock.

  “I’ll take care of you,” Mama Lily said with a seductive smile, and a wicked gleam in her eyes.

  ***

  I was on my back, propped up by pillows. My aunt was between my legs, deep-throating my cock.

  We were at it for hours. After every orgasm, I thought it was enough. But my cock kept getting hard, and I needed to be in her again, and again.

  My phone was on the bed next to me. I retrieved it to check messages for a moment, as my aunt lovingly sucked on me.

  I kept looking at her as she focused on sucking on me. Her tongue moved along the underside of my shaft. Sometimes it slipped out to lick at my balls. She was really good, and I liked our little game.

  As I watched her, inspiration struck. I picked up my phone, pulled up my camera app, and began recording. Lily didn’t slow down as her lips ran up and down my manhood.

  “Who are you?” I asked.

  Lily sucked on my cock a little more, before letting go and taking hold of it. She looked at me as she id on her stomach, stroking my cock by her cheek. She saw my phone, but there was no nervous look in her eyes.

  “I’m your mother,” she said without hesitation.

  “Who am I?” I asked as I filmed her.

  She blinked and gave me a devilish smile.

  “You’re my son,” she said as she stroked me.

  “I want whoever I show this to, to see what a good mom should be,” I said.

  Lily moaned and licked the head of my cock.

  “Good mothers should always take care of their sons. I will milk that delicious cock of yours. I will make sure you’re happy,” she whispered.

  “You do make me happy. Happy enough to come.”

  Her eyes gleamed with desire. “Come for Mommy. Come on my face with your love.”

  Urges grew and I let out a groan. My cock thickened in her hand, before spurts of come exploded from the tip. Ropes of come painted the side of her face as she looked at me. Her tongue snaked out, licking as the dripping come, as more spshed on her cheek, and lips.

  “My healthy son. You taste so good,” she said with a dreamy tone.

  “I love you, Mom,” I said as weakness filled me.

  A darkness crowded around my soul. My eyes closed, and I fell into a yawning abyss, spirals of bliss clouding my mind, and heart.