Chapter 8
A/N: Sorry about the previous not being an actual chapter, just didn't know how to let you all know I was still here. Everything in the previous chapters is pretty much the same. Tried to fix some of my POV problems and such. You don't need to go back to read it, like I said, nothing about the actual story changed. As for this chapter, although I've been with my husband for 15 years, I'm kinda nervous about writing my first sex scene. I hope I don't bungle it. Enjoy!
She tasted so good, as he nibbled and licked his way down her neck. Her smell was intoxicating to him. He ran his hands down her shoulder, slipping the strap of her nightie off in the process, and marveled at how soft her skin was. He nipped his way down to her collarbone and when she let out a soft gasp, he knew he had found a sweet spot. He felt her hands slip under his shirt and the way his skin quivered at the unaccustomed touch.
He leaned up and let her remove his shirt. She ran her hands down his chest, brushing over his nipples, and gently ran her finger tips over his abs. She looked up into his eyes as she ran her hands back up his chest to his neck, and as she brought his face down to hers, saw things there that she never thought she'd see.
He brought his lips down onto hers in a bruising kiss, taking the breath out of both of them. She felt his hand run down her side, untying her robe in the process. He then reached down and grabbed a shiv out of his belt and slit her nightie up the front, letting the tip of the shiv lightly trail up her skin, leaving behind only a faint red line than ended between her full breasts.
She closed her eyes and arched her back as he took one nipple into his mouth, the warm heat sending a shockwave straight to her core. He settled his knee between her thighs, spreading her until he could feel her heat on his leg. He lowered his hips till his erection was rubbing through his pants on her thigh.
They both groaned at the same time as she slipped her hands down to unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down over his hips. When they were both finally as unclothed as they were going to get, Riddick settled his weight down on top of Lil and thrust home into her tight heat with a deep growl.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He asked as he thrust into her. A shiver running down his back at the humming that came from her throat. "Now that I have you, I'm never letting you go. My mate, my love, my life." As he said this, she bared her throat to him and his animal side growled and bit down on the flesh between shoulder and neck, marking her as his.
By this time, Jalilah was so far gone, that the only thing she could do was wrap her legs around his waist and hang on. His thrusts were so strong it felt like he was trying to bust out of her, each one sending electricity to her clit.
"Oh God, Riddick, I'm gonna cum!" She said as lights exploded behind her eyelids and her body arched sharply. She dug her fingernails into his back as his thrusting got harder and faster. He could feel her walls tightening around his manhood, and just when he thought he couldn't take much more of the pleasure coursing through his body, she bit into his shoulder in the same spot he had bitten her earlier. He came inside her explosively, arching his back, cords standing out in his neck. He caught himself before landing his full weight on her, looked down into her eyes, and was shocked and pleased by what he saw there. Something he didn't see much in his life. Love.
Jack loved him too, but as a brother. This was something more. And he would do whatever he had to do in order to keep it.
