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

... lay with her?” Aaliyah asked. He shrugged, then winced. “I thought she was you.” “You're hurt,” Aaliyah gasped. “A lot of us are,” Kyle said, looking around. “We'll take care of it,” Christy nodded, walking over to Kyle and laying her hands on him and began to heal him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sahabah Rashid ibn al-Marid, Sultan of the Unseen Realm, stared in disgust at the broken chain of diamond. Jowdah had perished this morning and now Aalizunah. The Si'lat whore and the bestial Ghul were not the strongest of his Unbound, but it troubled him that two of his weapons were dead. Could the boy actually unseat me? He feared that Aaliyah must have brought her husband into the Hidden Realm. Kyle was more powerful than Rashid had imagined.. The prophecy tightened about his neck, a noose threatening to strangle him. He stroked his white beard, pondering what his next move should be. Only the Ifrit could be trusted. The Jann would fall in line behind Kyle, and the Si'lat would swoon like the whores they are for the handsome youth. The Ghul would not care who ruled, and the Marid would question his strength. They all ready whispered behind his back, questioning what had happened to his children. His enemies were all about him, sharpening their daggers, eager to see his fall. He had ruled the Djinn for two thousand years, crushing all who dared oppose him. But his enemies all had kin. “You need an ally,” a hissing voice whispered from the shadows. He stiffened, turning ...

... around. “Who is there?” “An emissary.” A distortion moved in his room. A being so hideous that light itself warped around it, unwilling to illuminate Erinyes's foul visage. Rashid gathered his power, ready to lash out with water and drown Hecate's foul daughter. “What is your message?” he asked. “My mother wishes an alliance,” Erinyes hissed. “Kyle and his women have wronged her greatly. They have slain and captured her servants, and one of his wife is a traitor.” Erinyes let out a skittering growl. “My mother wishes for their deaths.” “And what is the cost?” Rashid asked, narrowing his eyes. “Only to see her enemies undone.” Rashid believed not a single word of it. Hecate's offer always concealed a poisoned dagger. “What help does she offer?” “Her newest servant,” Erinyes purred. “A woman that Kyle will not be able to raise his hand against.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Spiritual Realm Faiza lifted her lips from her Goddess's breast, the milk warm in her stomach. She licked her lips, kissing down her Goddess's sleek belly. Hecate purred as she nuzzled at her belly, spreading the Goddess's pale thighs open with her dusky hands. “Do you accept me fully?” Hecate purred as Faiza's lips brushed her black pubic hair. “I do, Hecate.” The scent of her Goddess's arousal filled her nose, urging her lips to slip lower. She let the aroma guide her lips. Her tongue licked out, savoring the tart flavor, loving the silky feel of her labia as she pleasured her Goddess. “Will you be my ...