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Summoning the Nightmare

Night's angel

The rings were set. The lines made clear. The litters written thick with care. This is what these sisters have trained themselves for. To renew a forgotten covet just like their grandmother had. "Is everything ready sister dear" the lycan girl asked. "Almost sister of mine" answered the little vulpe witch. Even if not by blood the two were raised as sisters.

"Just need to set the apples" the fox continued" setting a bushel of pitch black apples inside one of the smaller rings before turning to the last of them. Why did they need such evil fruit you may ask? Because of the poison they had been treated with. The dark fruit would kill any mortal. But it was not to one that these would feed.

They were casted to collect the darkness of others willing given. But now they were ready to welcome a guest who might need them. Their grandmother told them everything they need. Once the offerings were in place the witches retreated from the circles. They gripped tightly to one more apple but this one of solid gold.

In time they spoke the command to summoning the beast only known as Nightmare. "We of light and love call to thee beast of darkness. Come forth to renew thy covet you have made with our family tree" they sang these words three times to awaken the first ring. A dark glow came from the outer most ring.

The sisters close their eyes and drew a deep breath. "WE OF THE BREGOLD TREE CALL FORTH THE BEAST OF DARKEST HEART. COME TO LIGHT BEFORE US NOW. COME FORTH FROM THE DARKEST COLD" they shouted as the second ring came to life. The hardest part was now to bind the beast in their spell.

They took one last breath and lifted the golden apple. "FROM HEART OF DARKNESS COME TO US NOW. ORTYON COLMEA ORUIS TOBIEAL" They called making sure they said it right. When they opened their eyes they saw nothing inside of the rings. They thought they had done everything right. They even made sure they made more than enough room.

They had cleaned themselves and their clothes. They set out three bushels of the blacken apples. What was it that they had missed? "Remember darlings not to be rude ask him nicely and remember to say please" their grandmother's words replayed in their heads. And a softly as they could little more than a whisper they spoke "please."

The last ring came to life as a cloud of dust and dark light pulled into the smallest ring. The small storm force they to cover their eyes with each of their free hands. When the storm became settled all they could hear was the sound of soft soaring. The black mess balled up like a stone. And what looked like flames had a blacken glow.

The two young witches stared at the mass. Not a sound was spoken. They took their eyes away from the black stone to look at each other. What went wrong? Was this the nightmare their grandmother spoke of? They turned back to what they thought failed to see it moving slowly like a sleeping bear.

The creature uncurled itself to stand on all fours. The family barn was made to fit something with great height. But what the witches saw looked like a wild animal. Its black face took shapes from many breeds. Its head easy two or three the size of their own on its back sat massive wings that looked a mix of a bat and bird but burn with a black flame.

Each part of the creature's body fit evenly together all but the creature's tail. No words could make scenes of what it was. But from the tip of the tail was more of this black flame. But due to so little light they could only make out so little of what they saw. The beast had found the deadly treats and was swallowing them almost whole.

When the creature finished its meal it turned about in a small spin. "And to who has summoned me with treats of blacken fruit" it spoke in a voice clear as day. Somewhere lost in the back of the young witches' heads they knew this voice but from where? "We are of the family Bregold" they answered in unison.

The creature laughed deep and rich. "The Bregold blood line died with the last to summon me" it recalled. "But the covet was never broken" they stated. "Yes it is true that the seal is whole" it agreed "but you wish to renew that which would be lost?" it turned to finally face the ones who summoned him.

From the glow of the rings about him they could see his eyes were closed. As he sat back on his heels his gender was confirmed by the cloth that hung at his waist. The two outside the rings blushed to the other knowing what they had seen. The beast sighed before he spoke "tell in kind who of such gifts, has need to summon one such as I?"

They drew a short breath fearing this beast. They look to each other recalling their grandmother's words. "Speak your name before we give ours" they said. The beast belched and choked. It choked on the fear of gentle hearts. "Gentle souls need not fear me" he spoke. "Speak your name" they commanded gripping their weapon.

He turned his head and spoke in lost words his name. He spoke slowly again repeating his name so they could memorize it. "I have done as you commanded now release me" he said with a low growl. "If you are the nightmare then why did you respond to a summon by those not part of the covet" they asked.

"The secret is in your hands" he said opening his eyes. His lonely eyes look to their hands and the golden fruit they both held. "I know you" he said "I know your bond. I know the bond you have to Bregold line. You asked me why. I ask do you wish to renew the covet?" "How do you know us" the wolf witch asked.

"Only loving bonds hold power over hate" he said "the stronger you keep your bond the more powerful its spell." The two witches looked to each other and the apple they held. "Your fear sickens me please dispel it quickly" he add. "You are the Nightmare, he who feeds on darkness, how could you fear light" The witch fox spoke.

"I do not fear light nor do I fear love. But they cannot feed my power and so I grow weak from them" he answered. He tapped on the edge of the inner ring. It chimed with power against his touch. "Before we release you how do know us" the wolf ask. His lonely eyes met with hers. For a second she knew him.

He turned his eyes to her sister and she too knew him. "She would call me Nicholas when you were smaller" he standing to his full height. He stood the height of three tall males. His wings open letting the two view the colors of burning feathers he kept under the wings. They knew a male who seemed unworldly to them and that he never seem to age no matter how hard the years were to all others.

"We are not children anymore Nightmare" the wolf said to him. "To mortals yes but not to me" he said "the two of you always be my little Alura and Katrina." "We are of age to wed" she said. "I know" he answered. He looked between them knowing all about them. The young witches lifted the apple and touched it to the ring.

Free from his cell he lowered himself as he was. "It is a cold and dark night and this is no place to be at this hour" he said taking them each to a wing. The dark scales mixed with fur looked like cold armor to them. But to the touch he was as warm and gentle as a fire. He walked them from the barn to the small house they shared.

"With your size how would we let you in" Katrina asked warming herself in his wing. "Hmm" he thought about the matter "then may I should change." Without another word he withdrew from them. Without his wings the cold night air gave them chills. He stood back up on his hind legs as his size dropped to that of a mortal male. Now only a head taller than the both of them he rejoined them.

The witches blushed seeing the only thing keeping his gender from the night air was the cloth about his waist. They had kept the house the same as it was from the last time they thought he had been there. "How are you not cold with just that rag hanging by your hips" Alura asked pointing to the cloth.

He shook his head without an answer. Once inside and the door closed behind them he crawled to the fire and with a flick of his tail it roared back to life. "Come warm yourselves by the fire" he said moving like an animal with little thought or care. "Nightmare you need not care for us" Alura spoke as she watched him tend to their needs.

"I care for good and gentle hearts" he answered "and so would enjoy being weaker." He words confused them. "You like being weak" they both asked. "Yes" he said his tail swaying gently. The tea he brewed warmed them quickly. Their eyes watch closely to the way he moved. He made no resign to hide himself from them and would laugh when he knew what they had been doing.

"Both of age to wed yet," he sighed "nether has been touched by a male." They both frown at his joke. "We are outcasts to the world and have only lived here as long as we can remember" Alura said setting her tea aside. "That is way your bond is so strong" he said the loneliness of his eyes had shared with them.

"How would we renew the covet" Katrina asked looking to her sister. "Being not of blood I could not take it a payment" he answered. They both turned to him. "In the past the line would share their blood but only a touch to renew the covet" he answered "but the line is broken and only one way can it be renewed."

"And how would we do that" they both ask willing to do what was needed. "A new bond must be made" he said and only spoke softer almost shyly "a bond made when two become one." The two witches looked to the other. He ducked his head as he lay down. Half balled up he look like a stone. The witches nodded to the other and both turned to him.

"Would such a handsome beast take the like of us" they asked. "Handsome" he spat "Beauties such as yourselves would not take a monster like me into themselves." "If you think us beauties then there are no monsters here" Alura said as stood over the beast. His lonely eyes met them with looks mixed with desire and fear.

"So our handsome Nightmare would you take us both" Katrina asked trying to draw the beast back to his feet. "Only if my Beautiful little witches would have me" he answered slowly raising to his hind legs. They smile and each in turn gave him a kiss. They took each of his hands and lead him to their bed.

They undress slowly so he could take in their forms. Their bodies were young and ripe. Both were healthy and strong. When he went to kiss one sister as the other undid his cloth. His gender stood tall and was a clear red. They sat him on the bed. They didn't know how to please a male but knew this was where to begin.

They took turns tasting his red skin. With each pass they found it more enjoyable. And hearing his quiet moans they knew he was enjoying this as well. Their tongues and mouths dance over his member. Each time he moan only made them quicken to the next. He stopped them before they could finish this task.

"I should not be the only one in bliss" he said lifting them both. Gently he laid one top the other. Only so he could please them both. He recalled his fangs into gentle rounds and slowly he worked his own tongue between their thighs. They moaned and groaned with each pass of his tongue. He retreated his claws to a softer leather and gently worked these fingers into their folds. Having one odd finger in each of them he dances them into the witches and played his thumbs across each one's button.

Both of the young witches cried out as their bodies quaked with a new feeling. He smiled happily as he watches their shared orgasm. The sisters look to the other again and agree. "Nightmare will you take me first" Katrina asked as her sister pulled on her gender. He licked the fox once more let his tongue slide into her depth.

She moaned softly trying to take a breath. When he withdrew he rose to his feet. He spoke softly again "I dare not harm you but this act will hurt for a time." "If it is by you sweet Nightmare there will be no harm" she said begging him to take her. At first touch of his gender to hers she felt something odd. A cold gel coated him but sooth her skin.

He paused. He knew it would hurt her but she begged him all the same. He closed his eyes and slowly eased himself into her. She moaned till he stopped. "Be quick and do not hold back" she wined with need. With one thrust he drove into her. The wolf shared a kiss with her fox sister to help ease the pain.

Katrina lay crying from having been impaled. But shortly she nodded as it past. "I will be as gentle as I can" he said with a gentle thrust. Her cries of pain slowly faded away and a new world of bliss open up to her. With each soft moan his thrusts came faster. Soon she was crying out to the heavens in a new world of pleasure.

Her gender grew tighter around him holding him to her longer. His member twitched making them both shiver. Each passing thrust drew him closer. Soon she knew he could not hold out much longer. "Honor me Sweet Nightmare, fill me with your seed" she sang in bliss. "As you wish" he answered driving his thrusts deeper into tightening wet heat.

He flooded her with his seed making her quake once again. Weathered from her trip the fox was asleep before she landed on her sister. He withdrew from his fox lover slowly as to not wake her. Gently the wolf and the beast moved the sleeping fox to the side. He kissed her lips softly then turned to her sister.

He kissed the wolf as she moaned. The icy gel touched her skin making her shiver. She didn't ask what it was but knew from her sister it felt good. "Take me my nightmare" she cried pulling him closer. He eased into her much the same as her sister. They were face to face locked onto the other. She moaned as he entered.

She tied her lags about him drawing him closer. As he reached her unbroken hem she jerked her legs and thrust on to him. She bit into his shoulder almost breaking her teeth. She had bitten down onto one of his scales. She looked down to where they had joined knowing the bond had almost been made. She looked back to his eyes and saw the true light they held.

Her legs loosened so he could begin to thrust. Slowly letting her adjust she was as tight as her sister and felt just as hot. Slowly she felt the heat of his skin and moaned softly in his ear. His thrusts were longer than with her sister but she enjoyed them much the same. With each of his thrusts she returned with her own.

"I am not made of glass, and I want more" she said as a demon of lust had taken her. He did as she commands using more force than before. Soon she was screaming from the third quake he had given her. Her flesh squeezed against him making him thrust harder into her. The final quaking orgasm came as his seed flooded her.

As she landed from her high she smiled gently. She was filled in a way she never knew. She felt a love for her demon and the heart he had. "My sweet Nightmare, please do not let this be just a dream" she said kissing his neck. He stayed joined with her till she fell asleep. He smiled softly as he watched his witches sleep.

He laid them out on the bed, taking the sheets to cover them. "Sleep in better dreams, your packed fulfilled" he said to them before taking his place at the foot of the bed. He rolled himself up in his stone. He slept peacefully the rest of the night. When dawn came he woke but did not move. He was weak and need to feed.

But the soft turning of his lovers took the forefront of his thoughts. "Alura was that just a dream, or will we bare children of a demon" the little fox asked. "I do not know my sister dear" Alura answered still in a daze "but I would love to be mother to his seed." "Alura dear have you gone mad" Katrina feared "he is a demon older then the mountains."

"It maybe madness but I call it love" Alura answered. "Sister I feel the same way but why did he run off," the fox asked looking about the room "did we shame him in some way?" it was then he made his move. Once they saw him in the morning light they knew he was more than what they thought. This heavenly beast was only the Nightmare to evil.