Weather the following day, isn’t normal. Worried about it, Heath decides that the fire wielders will have to take a very short time to practice. Brian and Jordan need their binding ceremony, and everything has to be rushed.
“Thanks. I need to make calls,” Heath said.
“I’ll do it. You help get things ready,” Miles countered.
“Thanks. See you later on.”
They hung up. Heath went to see what needed to be done to get ready for the group. Jackie had most of it set up the night before, but she was getting out crystals to help focus the power. Each member of the group had a stone that helped focus fire. Brian was bringing Lester. With Heath’s help, Jackie lined up several other skulls which had been helpful in the past. Most were clear quartz, but there was also one which was obsidian and another one of rutilated quartz. The clear stone was stirated with another mineral, that had a coppery look to it. It formed sort of a sunbeam pattern from the base of the skull, throughout the piece.
“I haven’t seen this one before,” Heath said, pointing to the rutilated quartz skull. He knew better than to touch it without being told.
“She’s new. I think she and Lester will do good things together.”
Jordan walked in with Brian and Maribelle in tow. “Oh, Mom, this is gorgeous!” She picked up the rutilated skull without hesitaition.
Heath’s head snapped around and he watched his wife. She didn’t reprimand their impulsive daughter, merely gave a secretive smile. He realized she’d gotten it for Jordan, no wonder she thought it would do good things with Lester.
“Isabelle,” Jordan pronounced as she held the skull, gazing into the eyes. “She’s beautiful!”
Brian came over to look and jumped, stifling a yelp of surprise. “He never did that before,” he said, digging into his bag for Lester. “He jumped and gave me a shock when I got close to you.”
“Oh, my God, what’s she doing?” Jordan’s eyes widened as the skull in her hands vibrated and shivered. “Mom?”
“Move Lester closer,” her mother suggested in a calm voice. “Slowly. Hold on and watch.”
Brian cupped the purple skull in his big hands, bringing it closer to Jordan’s. She held Isabelle in her right palm, propping the back with the fingertips of her left hand.
“Mother, this is freaky—Look!” she gasped.
Tendrils of energy leaped from Lester, caressing the surface of Isabelle before diving into her thourgh the top. They could see them scurry to the bottom, puddling near Jordan’s palm. Jordan trembled, moaning softly. She inhaled slowly, exhaling through pursed lips.
“Holy shit!” she squeaked, nearly dropping the skull.
Brian looked equally shaken. Setting Isabelle down, Jordan scurried from the room without excusing herself. Brian did the same, following her to the back porch. She stood in the doorway, gulping air.
“You suppose that’s what an orgasm feels like? Cause—holy shit!”
Brian chuckled softly. “I can’t speak for the full monty, but when I—relax—it feels pretty similar. I imagine the real deal is a lot better.”
“I think our crystal skulls just had sex. Before you know it, there will be a bunch of pebbles rolling around.” She giggled nervously. “Do you think Mom knew that would happen?”
“No clue, but I think she was just as surprised as we were.”
“You felt that, right?”
“Oh, yeah,” he growled softly, putting his arms around her, nibbling her throat. “Sucks that Lester’s getting action and I’m not.”
Jordan giggled, holding his hands. Tilting her head to the side, she allowed him greater access to her throat. “Not much longer,” she whispered. “I’d like us not to be jailbait.”
“I won’t tell if you won’t,” he murmured.
“Brian, based on how we are around one another, I think the entire state would know. Without us saying a word.”
He chuckled, his mouth against her skin. A warm tingle traveled down her spine. Jordan shivered with delight.
“They’re waiting for us,” she sighed, her voice catching in a little moan.
“They can wait a minute more. I want a kiss after that.”
Tilting her head, Jordan offered her lips. Brian captured her mouth with his, kissing her softly, but emphatically.
“I love you, Jordan. I hope one day to be able to show you just how much.”
Hand in hand, they walked back to the crystal room. Everyone had taken seats, leaving two places side by side for Jordan and Brian. The skulls were waiting for them, seeming to pulsate in harmony.
“Are we all comfortable with the incantation?” Maribelle asked.
Everyone agreed that they were.
“Good. I wish we had more time to prepare, but there’s a matter of some urgency. Let’s begin.”
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