The Battered Lamp Chapter Ten: The Earthen Blade - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Ten: The Earthen Blade

... we've had enough anal and oral sex, you will be able to survive. You will have grown accustomed to my body's hungers.” “No, he will not,” Britney objected. “Kyle is not one hundred percent Japanese. He could not possibly be your match!” Tears welled up in Fumi's face. “He has to be. I love him! I can feel it inside me.” “He is not, Fumi.” Britney's voice softened. “I am sorry.” The succubus shuddered for a moment, then calmed herself, forcing down her emotions. “I do love him. I would never hurt him.” “Then stay away from him,” Britney answered. “Your love is doomed..” Her emotions overcame Fumi again for a moment before she regained her composure. “That's not important,” she said, wiping the tears from her olive cheeks. “We can deal with this later. We must save your other love, Kyle.” “So there's no way Fumi and I can be together?” Kyle asked Britney, not ready to drop this yet. “No.” “Fuck! Aaliyah may be dead, Christy's stabbed me in the back, and now you're telling me I can't be with Fumi either!” “Life is seldom fair.” “Fuck!” “What about Niqualmie?” Fatima piped in. Britney frowned, adjusting her glasses. “Isn't that some Native America folktale?” Kyle asked “Yes.” Britney answered. “She is a powerful spirit that dwells upon Mount Rainier. Perhaps she could help you discover a way to be together.” Hope blossomed in Fumi's face. “Who is this Niqualmie?” “She's like an oracle, or a spirit,” Fatima explained. “The Puyallup Indians have a story about her. Once, a boy and ...

... girl were from feuding villages, but they loved each other. So the girl went up Mount Rainier and begged Niqualmie for help. The spirit found the girl's love to be pure, so she gave her a series of tasks to perform that would make the two villages become friends. She spent several seasons accomplishing many difficult feats. Finally, she did it, and through her actions, the two villages became friends again and she married her love.” “Niqualmie is an elemental of love,” Britney answered. “A powerful spirit. If your love is pure, and your determination great, she could help you. Seek her at Paradise upon the slopes of Mount Rainier. You must risk much to summon her, exposing yourself to the fierce winter of the mountain and lie naked in the snow. Only on the cusp of death will Niqualmie approach you.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Celestite's cell phone rang. She cursed, breaking her gaze from the circle and the Djinn bitch weakly fighting against the spell's silvery appendages. She strode across the cabin to her purse, and fished out her cell phone. She froze when she saw the caller ID. “Master,” she breathed, her stomach churning. “Have you drained the Djinn yet?” His voice was cold, grating. She froze. How did he know? “Not yet,” she carefully answered. “I was waiting to have the task completed before informing you,” she lied. Sweat broke out across her forehead. “I know how you hate to be disturbed over trivial matters.” “You have always been so thoughtful, Celestite.” He ...