The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Six: The Passion of the Concubines - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Six: The Passion of the Concubines

... female flesh around her, breaking out of Sable's embrace. Her concubine sighed in her sleep, shifting about. Fatima's arms wrapped around Sable, pulling her close without waking up. Christy moved to the back seat, sitting on it. She reached out to the darkness, remembering how Shadowedge felt in her hand—polished, hard wood. It appeared in her hand, coalescing out of the darkness. Like Kyle's katana or Fatima's yari, she discovered she could summon and dismiss it. As she held it in her hand, the ever present darkness of the world communicated to her. She wondered just how powerful this was, her mind delving into the staff. How much can I transport with you? she mused, letting her aura examine the artifact. *As much as you like...* the staff whispered back. She frowned. You're intelligent? Kyle never reported his weapon talked back to him. *You are intelligent...* Christy blinked, wondering what that meant. But you talk. *No. You interpret...* So my mind is just turning what you share with me into words I can understand? *Yes...* So I can transport this entire SUV? *If you can imagine transporting this entire SUV...* answered Shadowedge. *Darkness is everywhere... Light only hides it...* Christy looked around. She could sense darkness everywhere even with the SUV's dome light on, shining weak light about the cabin. Darkness was elemental. Like light. It was one of the four abstracts. Power came as either the four elements, the four abstracts, or the four emotions. Darkness ...

... could be summoned at any time just like the rest. So, could I transport this entire SUV across the world? *If you can imagine it...* “Where's my phone?” Christy muttered, her heart beating faster. Could this staff be the solution to their biggest dilemma? “What's that?” a sleepy Toni asked, brushing her auburn hair off from her face. “Do you know where my cell phone is, Toni?” Christy asked. “In your jacket pocket?” she muttered. “Do you need it right now?” “Yep.” “Go to sleep,” Chyna muttered, hugging Toni. “Christy needs her cell phone,” Toni admonished. “Why?” Fatima asked, sitting up and staring at Christy, her eyes narrowing. “And why do you have that staff out?” “I think I can transport us to Majlis al Jinn,” Christy answered. “Really?” a groggy Kyle asked. “Is it safe?” Fatima demanded. “I transported you out of the snow.” Fatima worked her lips. “I guess.” “Here's your phone,” Alexina said, holding up her coat in one hand and her cell phone in the other. “Why do you need it?” Kyle asked, standing up. Christy admired his muscular, naked form as he crossed over to her, sitting down on the seat. “I need to visualize it.” “That makes sense,” Fumi nodded, slipping onto the seat on the other side of Kyle, leaning her head against his shoulder. “You're going to take all of us?” Kyle asked, glancing at the concubines. “Well, yeah,” Christy nodded. “But what about the concubines?” he asked. “I'm not taking them with us into the Hidden Realm.” “Why not?” Chyna demanded, then ...