The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Deceit of the Si'lat - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Deceit of the Si'lat

... our enemy.” “Not anymore. She saved me and was badly wounded. She's still alive.” Aaliyah squeezed him harder, his blood wetting her chest. “She's your concubine, Kyle. She was caught between two masters, but she made the right choice and came to my rescue.” “Okay,” Kyle sighed and made his wish. Aaliyah's power reached out and summoned Kyle's concubine to him. Zaritha appeared on the ground, her body trembling and covered in a sheen of sweat. A quiet whimper escaped her lips. “What's she doing here?” Fatima asked. “She needs your fire,” Aaliyah said. “She's been poisoned by one of Rashid's servants. A Ghul that almost killed us both.” Fatima raised her eyebrows. “She kidnapped you and landed us in this mess.” Aaliyah broke away from Kyle and walked over to the younger woman and hugged her. “She is one of our concubines, and she is wounded.” “Why are we forgiving everyone that kidnaps you, Aaliyah,” she sighed. “Because they are all Kyle's women,” Aaliyah answered. “So will you be obedient to our husband's will.” Fatima let out a snort of laughter. “Heal her, Fatima,” Kyle said, his voice firm. “If she was injured protecting Aaliyah, then she deserves to be healed. “Fine, big bro,” Fatima sighed. “You were able to forgive me,” Christy smiled. “I'm sure you can forgive Zaritha.” “I haven't forgiven you yet,” Fatima muttered, striding over to the Zaritha. “So, what do I do?” “She is an Ifrit. She is fire made flesh, and she needs fire to restore her flesh. Engulf her with you ...

... passion.” “I can do that,” Fatima laughed and fire burned hot, engulfing Zaritha. “Wait, that is a Si'lat that attacked us?” Britney asked. “Air made flesh?” “Yes, she was,” Aaliyah answered, looking over at the links of chains. What were those? “Then she will heal. She blew away on the wind. She will absorb it.” “She is dead,” Zaritha coughed, sitting up and staring at the chains. “She can't heal from what you did.” “You are sure?” Britney asked. “We can die,” Aaliyah whispered. “You ripped her body apart with the water before she blew away.” “She was Unbound,” Zaritha said, and Aaliyah shivered, remembering the Ghul. “When you broke her chain, you destroyed what anchored her in this Realm. She is suffering in Haawiyah where she belongs.” “Who was she?” Fumi asked, kneeling before her. “Do you know her?” “I presume she is one of Rashid's servants,” Aaliyah said, shuddering in disgust at the foul things Rashid employed.” “She is,” Zaritha said. “One of his five Unbound.” Aaliyah turned to see the Ifrit sitting up, fire burning on her skin. “Like the Ghul.” Zaritha nodded. “Five Unbound serve Rashid. That is, or was, Aalizunah. She enjoyed killing Mortals as they lay in her embrace.” Fumi shifted. “A succubus?” “Not like you,” Zaritha answered. “She would use more mundane methods to kill them. Usually, she plunged a dagger into their hearts when they spilled inside her.” “Guess it's a good thing she wanted to control you, big bro,” Fatima giggled. “You dodged a bullet.” “You ...