Porn Star Family Pt. 17

"Need her for a moment," Ira said, calling his angelic children to his side along the wave lengths angels vibrate at.

"You called for us, father," Anael stated appearing behind him with Cassiel and Lailah at her back.

"Who do you serve?" Ira asked, turning to face them.

"You, father," all three said in unison as they got to a knee.

"Then serve me in ferrying these two souls to Hell where they belong," Ira said, sending them what he had felt on Careline's soul at the touch of his finger on their foreheads. "Can I count on you, my daughters, in carrying out my wishes?"

"Yes, Father, as your first born, I will see that my sisters and I carry out your order," Anael spoke, her angelic instincts kicking in. Her eyes quivered when he lifted her chin to gaze at him.

"Then rise, Anael, Cassiel, Lailah, and see to my will," Ira spoke in a fatherly voice. "You may return here after the task is complete." Seeing the happiness in their eyes.

"Father, will Mother be allowed entrance?" Lailah asked, her gold-ruby eyes gazed at her father as the wind coming off the lagoon formed in the crater gently fluttered her blonde hair.

"I would never keep the two of you away," Ira answered referring to Michelle. Flashing his grandmother a smile when she lightly squeezed his fingers silently telling him that she was proud of him. Kissing his grandmother's cheek when he felt his summons.

******

"Ira!" Gabriella greeted gleefully throwing her arms around his neck when he appeared on the Heaven side of New Atlantis. "Hello, Father," she cooed blowing Yahweh a kiss. "They just finished work on my and Nanael's room," Gabriella whispered lightly kissing his lips. "Metatron is in hers already, preparing it for Rikbiel's arrival any day now," she said, referencing his two expecting children. "The other two rooms are being built now," pointing to the statues of her sisters' imagines going up as the walls of the wing began to rise, "now we can be together when Nanael comes," Gabriella said, in a loving light at him when her hand covered his as it rested on her growing belly. Beckoning him lower, "I don't know what you did, but I haven't seen Seraphina leave the throne room... since... forever. Be careful, she's feisty from what I hear," she whispered into his ear when she noted how Seraphina was slyly spying on them. Waving to him as she walked off to give her sister the opening she needed.

"Greetings, Seraphina," Ira said, greeting her, knowing exactly where she was given how no angel could will themselves unseen in his realm, not even the Seraphim. Nodding when Yahweh pointed something out to him. All the while watching how the construction of his temple mount was fairing.

"Greetings, Suriel Zol," Seraphina said, at the edge of the small meadow that Yahweh and Ira surveilled the construction of.

"You can come closer you know, I don't bite," Ira stated leaving the rest unsaid.

"My, Seraphina, I don't ever recall seeing this shade of red on you before," Yahweh teased, loving seeing this side of his children instead of the constant ready for battle. "My, my, my," whistling, "I've certainly never seen her do that before," he stated, nodding approvingly to his great-grandson when she just vanished back to Heaven.

"What can I say, it's a gift," Ira joked.

"Walk with me, Suriel Zol, I wish to show you something," Yahweh spoke gesturing for Ira to follow. "Do you remember me saying that I would like to have more chats with you?"

"Yeah," Ira drew the word out, then snapped his eyes to his great-grandfather's face, "Wait, you aren't going to turn me into one of those faith healers, are you?" Ira asked, getting a chuckle from his grandfather.

"Interesting thought," Yahweh mused, leading Ira through the Garden that was slowly taking root in Ira's domain. Bringing him to a stop on an outlook looking out onto their vantage point on the plateau. "I was thinking of making this just a spot for the two of us. To chat, to keep you in line with what your role is now in the cosmic scheme of things," he said, gesturing to the surroundings.

"Sounds nice, although don't know how I'm going to explain this without sounding crazy," Ira said, looking at the time, knowing he couldn't be gone for too long. Knowing his temple mount had another day before it was completed. "The nude reflecting pool is a nice touch," he uttered as he departed back to Earth to catch up with his family.

******

"Ira?" Vikki called out softly as she inched his bedroom door open. Her hand flew to her mouth as her eyes fell on Ira's Throne form as he sat in his reading chair in the dark. His bonfire eyes shimmered brightly in the dark, the light of his halo was the only means for even her unholy eyes to view his horns. Then she felt the oppression of his demon and how it made her pussy quiver so... deliciously. Then once her mind cleared of her ravenous thoughts she felt something else, something like when she was in, in the same room with Lucifer.

"Need something, Vikki?" Ira asked, switching on the desk lamp.

"I thought maybe we could talk some more about what happened in the shower and who this Onoskelis[2] is. Also what happened to you, you weren't like this when we left," Vikki spoke walking over to Ira's bed. Sinking down onto it, her eyes ran down his body as Ira rubbed the back of his neck. "You, your cousin Missy, and Lucifer just summon this dude out of nowhere?!" Vikki asked in stunned shock.

"Oh, yeah, kicked my ass[3] too," Ira chuckled remembering the encounter fondly.

"How is that possible you're a Nephilim?!" Vikki asked, confused.

"Nagdaium'," Ira corrected, "I was a demon first before my Nephilim awoke, making me... unique. As is, Samuel, like me, he's an outsider, yet his power shouldn't be questioned," he said, with deathly undertones.

"He's that powerful?" Vikki asked, in disbelief.

"Oh, yeah, he was the one who put Onoskelis back to sleep after all, all I, the forces of Heaven, Hell, the Pagan gods had to do was hold back her minions. Samuel had the hardest job, because how do you put a being older than the Titans, yeah, they're real," seeing Vikki's jaw drop at that revelation, "themselves to sleep?"

"And what I'm feeling right now?"

"Well, after the battle, you know who," pointing to the Heavens, "and I had a little chat," Ira said, unsure if she could handle the news.

"What about?" Vikki inquired, curling her legs underneath her while leaning on her arm. So happy that he was letting her into his life.

"To make a deal," Ira said, in all seriousness.

"Him?! He wanted to make a deal? With you?"

"Yeah, I am a demon after all," Ira retorted with a taunting smirk. Seeing her mother and sisters in the way she blushed.

"So." Vikki rolled her hand excitedly, urging him to continue his tale.

"In light of my involvement, He, offered me a choice to become the new Ruler of Atlantis, which is the Fourth Heaven, to keep the forces of Heaven and Hell from bringing on the end times," Ira stated, seeing her jaw inching lower the longer he went on. "So... hi, I'm, Suriel Zol, Nagdaium' of vengeance, Prince of Heaven and Hell, Ruler of the Fourth Heaven," he said, telling her where he now ruled in the Heavenly order.

"Why?" Vikki whispered knowing the weight of the stress that must be for him handling this with no one to talk to.

"To keep Mom and Bridgett safe if, or when, He decides I'm not needed any more," Ira said, darkly. "In my realm... okay, that sounded weird," feeling the corners of his lips lifting at Vikki's giggle, "they'll be protected from Him and Lucifer. However, that depends on what they choose when they awaken," he stated ominously.

"What do you mean?" Vikki asked, fear that Bridgett might not want to be with her crept into her heart.

"Well, when a Nephilim awakens we're given a choice, either to rise and serve him or fall, except for... in my case I was already a demon, I could have burnt the taint away then I would have to be against my grandmother, I couldn't do that. I know she's the Devil and all, but she's my..."

"Shh, I know, Ira, Ira, she's family," Vikki cooed sweetly as she sank into his lap.

"So I chose neither and here we are. Bridgett I know will choose to be with you, I have faith in that."

"Then why were you sitting in the dark, you should be joyous right now, you've ascended to heights most demons can only dream of,"

"Because after tomorrow, we will no longer live in this house, at least as a family," Ira stated with a tinge of sadness in his voice, yet knew it had to be done.

"What do you mean?" Vikki's heart raced with what he was telling her.

"Once my power base is complete on my temple mound, yeah, I got one of those too," he jested with a broad smile which earned him a playful slap, "you will take Bridgett and Mom to your house, I've already discussed this with your mother," Ira said, holding her close. "I wanted to keep her safe, yet something is coming that I won't be able to protect them from wholly," holding a silver key in the shape of a skeleton to fit into her goth motif, "if you feel, at any time, that you or Bridgett's life is in danger use this."

"Okay, but what is it?" Vikki asked, quizzically.

"Since you are my consort," feeling Vikki grow still in his lap. "That allows you passage into my domain when the wards Samuel put up fail, and they will, there you two will be safe from Heaven and Hell," Ira said truthfully, seeing the severity and the power she held in her hand. "Because, I've met many and had their power, any being as powerful as a Seraphim will get through those wards. Maybe not at once, but they will, and I've come to learn there are strong, if not stronger, beings out there that do not follow our mythos. You're family's estate in New Atlantis will be the safest place for you two until the temple mount is completed then you can move into my shrine, or I can make you and Bridgett your own estate when I get the handle on creation down. Would you like to see what Atlantis looks like?"

"Damn right?!" Vikki hissed low eager to see what being the consort of both the Prince and Princess of Hell had benefited her family. Feeling her body heating at the hand on her ass when he rubbed it telling her to get up.

"Oh, we can't stay long, can't let them know just yet. If they awaken right now, it would be like sending..."

"I know," Vikki nodded in understanding.

"Now, if they awaken at your place, with your wards, and ones Zophiel, she's a fallen Seraphim," seeing Vikki's eyes widen at that, "have placed around your home, given how your home is already an anchor in this world. Tying your anchor to my realm, shouldn't be hard. If they awaken then that's fine, probably will happen either way if they stay around me. If they haven't already. "

"How did you get one of the fallen to aid you?" Vikki asked, mystified.

"Long story," Ira muttered, scratching his cheek as he looked away. Pulling out a gold key with his angelic script engraved on it, "I know it's not the grand entrance but... you know," he said, shrugging, inserting the key into the slot that materialized as he opened the doorway to his domain for the first time. Wondering how much disbelief can one person show in a day as he stepped through? "Come on," Ira said, holding out his hand to her. "I promise nothing will harm you in my realm."

"I trust you, Ira," Vikki said, sliding her hand into his. She just looked at Ira, wondering how much of what he told her he downplayed as she stared out as far as the eye could see the vast lushness of the realm... "Ira?!"

"I know, I asked to. Seems the Ruler of Atlantis," pointing to the crater like his grandfather had indicated where the First Age of the Nephilim had ended, "and the Pharaoh of Egypt at the time used to be trade partners before he died. Cool, huh," Ira said, with a smile on his face.

"What's that?" Vikki's crimson painted fingernail pointed at the shining white temple being built across from them.

"Whatever you do, you do not go there, ever," Ira said, sternly. "He is there and must remain clean to fulfil the bargain he and I struck."

Vikki nodded in understanding when she saw the look in his eye. She would die just approaching it. However, the hair on the back of her head went on end as she felt something powerful approaching. Looking down when she noted his hand on her arm.

"I told you, Vikki, you are safe in My realm." She had no idea how she held herself up as she orgasmed right there when his power washed over her. So lost in its embrace, Vikki lost sight of that feeling until it was too late. Then she saw one of the most beautiful women Vikki has seen in her life as two right black wings, with red tips lowered to show her that angelic face. She had to have a taste of her. However, her head shot back when that very same beautiful creature kissed Ira on the lips and spoke the word: 'Daddy.'

"Daddy?!" Vikki exclaimed wondering what sick, perverted fetish Ira's conjured up in her absence.

"Anael, meet Vikki, you already know the rest of her family," Ira introduced her.

"Greetings, Consort, have no fear, this domain is safe for my Father's Hell born wives," Anael said, directing Vikki to the westward side of the plateau.

"Ira, tell me what the hell is going on?!" Vikki demanded getting a little freaked out. Seeing how Ira was nudging the girl to speak.

"I'm Anael, Daughter of the fallen Light Bringer, princess of Darkness, and Ruler of the Second Heaven known as Hell, and Suriel Zol, Nagdaium' of vengeance, Prince of Heaven and Hell, and Ruler of the Fourth Heaven," she stated proudly as she greeted Vikki.

"Greetings, Princess, maybe we can talk sometime," Vikki said, after she deciphered the list of titles Anael and spoken to determine she was the daughter of Lucifer (her and her family's Lady) and Ira (her Prince), bowing to Anael. All the while she wondered if Bridgett would like a taste of Ira's daughter. She might not have much of her father's demon side in her, yet there was enough for her to taste sweet like her father. Knowing how she didn't know how to respond to her offer, it was kind of cute that innocence of hers.

"Anael."

"Sorry, Father, I'll see to it at once," Anael stammered before she quickly departed.

"Ira, what have you been up to?" Vikki asked, with a questioning look.

"A little of this, and a little of that," Ira said aloofly, with a coy smile on his lips. "Keep your demonic influence down when you step off the temple mound," he said, as he stood at the base of the stares.

"Why?"

"To keep our taint from marring the Garden so the children can have a safe place to grow."

"You've definitely left a whole lot out, I want to know everything Ira, I mean everything, don't spare any detail!" Vikki said, excitedly. "Is this really the Garden?" she asked, her hand slipped into his offered one.

"A part of it," Ira nodded, "The construction on the grand estate won't fully be completed for another two days, but my consorts have begun to build their own estates in my realm," he said, peering over his shoulder leading her through it towards the place where Alyda had chosen to build their manor.

"So what's this about children?"

"My Heavenly and Fallen born need this," gesturing out to the space before him, "while they're growing," Ira stated matter-of-factly. "He gave me another choice before this one, to impregnate four of his angels to see if a being like Anael is possible, or die," Ira spoke as if gospel.

"I see... so angel breeding?"

"You can put it like that," Ira agreed, "yet it's just more than that, Vikki."

"Okay, what do you mean?" Vikki asked, not liking where this was going.

"I'm the stop gap between Heaven and Hell, my children are my legion."

"Does that mean all your children?"
"It does."

"Ira, take me right here, let me be... No!" Vikki shouted when Ira looked away.

"Yeah, sorry Vikki, but well it kind of happened when we were fucking on Asmodan's tower, against the glass."

"Really?! You go irk Asmodan and I wasn't even there for it?!" Hanging her head in defeat at what she had missed out on. "Ira?" Vikki softly spoke, reaching out taking hold of his arm.

"Hmm?"

"Please tell me, you will take me next time."

"You want me to fuck you on Asmodan's tower?" Ira asked, for clarification.

"Please, My Prince," Vikki begged.

"Sure, why not, but you know Asmodan and Beth are going to be Consorts too, right?"

"Why?" Vikki bemoaned with a pleading look.

"One: I liked fucking Emily, or Asmodan as you know her. Two: Beth is carrying my child."

"How many children do you have?!"

"At the moment, ten, with four on the way," Ira said, bringing Vikki's attention to her family's manor.

"Ira! Vikki!" Sue hollered rushing out with her arms open eager to embrace both of them. "Can you believe it Vikki... wait you already know about this, why we made Ira make it up to us, lots and lots of times," she said, in a seductive tone as she walked her fingers up Ira's chest. "Didn't we, Ira?"

"Mmmhmm," Ira nodded.

"Oh, Vikki," reaching over to her sister's hand, "there, now you can wear it proudly," Sue said, smiling sisterly at Vikki, as the ring of Consort appeared on her right ring finger.

"Thanks, sis," Vikki whispered in a soft, loving voice as the pad of her thumb brushed along the ring, a smile formed on her lips when she noted Bridgett's name in demonic script on the band then Ira's in Angelic script. "Ira, what does that say?"

"Suriel Zol."

"I like it," Vikki said, in a bashful tone.

"He's helping us to pronounce it, want to join us when he does?" Sue asked, looking at her sister. Seeing her nod in response, "Come, since you're here now, you can help out with the construction. You too, brother," she whispered with a light pat on his arm. "You do want to master creation don't you? This is your realm, remake the Garden to your liking," Sue spoke in a teacherly voice as she led her sister away.

"Ira!" Vikki and Sue gasped in fright as Ira grew twelve feet tall, his Nagdaium' ReGenesis form loomed over them as the ground under their feet quaked as Ira tapped into his powers. Their eyes couldn't look away as his angelic light poured forth from his six midnight black wings, yet the light wasn't harsh to their eyes. No, the light of Heaven had been darkened, tainted, as the light particles drifted off his wings. While his reverse C-shaped horns weren't pronounced like in his other form they were still intimidating, his dark skin and tail were gone. However, that wasn't what caught their eye as Ira's darkened smoky halo hovered overed his head.

"He's so... beautiful," Sue muttered under her breath when they gazed on Ira's true angelic side. Feeling her face heat when she noted that smirk as his black angelic infused linen pants fluttered in the sweet breeze of the Garden.

"Ira, what's going...?"

"Holy..." Alyda's and Rita's words were stilled when their ruby eyes fell upon Ira's altered state. Instantly, they felt their wombs moistening as his powers washed over them.

"Sorry, Alyda, didn't mean to startle you all," Ira said, aloofly standing there, giving their minds time to let it sink in. "I was just doing a little... reordering of things."

"Ira... why... what..." Vikki's voice grew still unable to voice her question.

"Oh, this?" Seeing her nod when he gestured down his body. "Well, I can't use the power of creation as a demon. This is just what a Nephilim looks like without the demon taint, I just like my demon," Ira said, smiling down warmly at her.

"What did you do, Ira?" Alyda asked, she so wanted to make love to this side of her son.

"Oh. That. I put a barrier around your estate where your family has ultimate domain, excluding me of course, so no one will harm you here," looking down when his phone went off, "Vikki, times up, we have to head back," Ira stated reverting back to his humanoid size. "I'll be back, I'm going to build you all something... exquisite," he uttered as Vikki filled his arm.