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His body began to stir before he woke up recognizing that Jack was back in his bed. His thumb began to lazily stroke a small patch of skin where it had been resting. The rest of his fingers stroked up and over her skin and somewhere in his mind it registered that his hand was on her breast. Moving his hand back down the same path, her nipple hardened under his touch. Her breathing pattern changed slightly and she shifted in his arms almost facing him now. A soft knock on their door made him open his eyes, but he chose to ignore it and focus on the delectable body he intended to ravage the rest of the day. Eyeing the breast he just had his hand on, he licked his lips and lowered his head when the knock came again. He immediately frowned and growled in frustration. They obviously weren't going to go away.
Reluctantly, he got up and was now in a surly mood thanks to the interruption. Looking at the clock it was ten in the morning. He estimated that they had gotten maybe five hours of sleep if they were lucky. Grabbing some boxers he pulled them on as he looked down at Jack. Getting out of bed when he had been pleasantly curled around his hellcat again wasn't high on his list of priorities. That and he didn't get to finish what he had started. Scratch that, he didn't get to even start what he had started.
He lumbered his way out of their bedroom grumbling the entire way to the door. "If Eron or Vaako value their life, neither of 'em better be on the other side of that fuckin' door." He pulled it open and was shocked at what or rather who was there. Apparently news had not gotten around yet that Jack was back and very much alive because two of his groupies had come to "cheer" him up. One was a blonde woman who must have recently risen through the ranks because he didn't recognize her. She was petite with blue eyes and cute in a girlish sort of way. The other was a now completely bald Maya dressed rather provocatively. Riddick thought if she breathed in a little too much air her boobs would pop right out of the dress. She was a smart little bitch, too. He had to give her that much credit. She had drug along a blonde woman remembering that he wasn't partial to them.
Upon seeing him in nothing but boxers, Maya almost had to bite her lip to keep from drooling. She always knew he was well built. However, what she had imagined him to look like was nothing compared to the beautiful body standing in front of her. It took everything she had not to run her hand down his muscled chest. She didn't really care who the Lord Marshall was. She would have tried to sleep with the man for the rewards regardless. Being that their leader was more than easy on the eyes, the word 'self-sacrifice' never entered her mind.
She had spent the last few days coming to terms with everything Jack had said to her. She deduced, incorrectly, that Jack had only told her those things about Riddick to try and frighten her away. She believed Jack had lied because she perceived her as a threat for the Lord Marshall's attention. Nevertheless, even if most of it was true, she was certain she could get over it. The benefits would far outweigh a little bruised skin. Besides, Jack was no longer in the picture. Much to her good fortune and according to the talk, she had gotten herself kidnapped and killed. Maya was here to comfort him.
"Lord Riddick, I'm not sure what to say, but I wish you to know how horrible we feel about Lady Kyra's disappearance."
Riddick smiled slightly because he now go to do the skull fucking. She had no idea he had witnessed what Jack did to her or that he knew she was lying through her teeth. He eyed the blonde and didn't even look at her when he asked about the new woman. "You haven't introduced your friend." A fleeting look of anger passed across her face and he caught it out of the corner of his eyes. She was pissed that he even asked for her name. He wasn't supposed to like blondes.
"Where are my manners? This is Shana. She has recently joined us on the Necropolis and I have taken her under my wing so to speak."
"Shana?" He drew out her name, saying it like it was something decadently sinful. He also, for the second time, had not commented directly on what she had said. Instead he looked the blonde over intently knowing he was making Maya seethe. "Well now. Shana and Maya. Kinda like a mother hen and her chick?"
She bristled at being referred to as a mother only being a year older and had to struggle to keep her tone light after the remark. "I don't know if I would characterize us in that manner my lord, but the Necropolis can be an intimidating ship. I felt the need to show her around."
"We don't want Shana getting lost now do we? I assume you'll be bringing her to sit at my feet soon?" Riddick was making it seem like he was very interested in her companion and it was killing her. There was no mistaking her frustration and anger. He could smell it and it now overshadowed any hint of arousal he got off of her a few minutes ago. He wouldn't have been shocked if he had seen smoke coming out of her ears because she was definitely burning up with it. Shana on the other hand wasn't sure she wanted anything to do with him. He intimidated her and upon seeing him she believed everything she had been told about his habits in bed. Riddick felt it, too.
Jack had been asleep and having a delicious dream, but at the first sound of a woman's voice she was wide awake. She listened for a moment and recognized it as Maya's. "That fucking bitch!"
She tore out of bed and hastily put on a night gown and almost ran out of the bedroom. At the last minute she stopped herself and smiled. "I told her that when I'm out of those clothes my manly ways were the last things on his mind. Time to show her exactly what I meant."
Jack took off the nightgown and pulled the sheet off the bed, haphazardly wrapping it around her while eavesdropping on the conversation. She grinned. "He's fucking with her. Just don't let her go until I can get out there."
She took a look in the mirror. Her hair was disheveled. Her bite mark that none of the women had seen yet was highly visible. She had a few fresh nip marks on her neck and overall she looked like he had thoroughly enjoyed her. It was just too bad she hadn't left a mark or two on him other than on his back. She adjusted the top of the sheet to show a little cleavage and to make sure at least one leg would be prominently displayed before walking out there. "Perfect."
As Jack walked out of the bedroom she made sure to keep herself shielded from view. She came up from behind Riddick and his head tilted slightly in her direction. He knew she was there.
The very last thing Maya wanted to do was assure him that she would bring Shana, so she tried his tactic and changed the subject. "Lord Riddick. It grieves us to hear the talk of Lady Kyra. People are saying she was murdered." She took a step closer to give him a perfect view of her generous display of cleavage. "It is my fondest desire should you find yourself in need of…anything, that you know I am here for you."
That's when Jack moved in. Making it look like she was barely holding the top of the sheet in place, she stepped out, running her free hand over his shoulder and down his back. His eyes were locked on her and she didn't look at either woman. He graced her with a slow, wicked smile then wrapped an arm possessively around her waist and pulled her firmly against him. She laid her head against his chest and that's when she looked at them both and caught Maya looking at her bite mark. "Maya, let me say that it warms my heart to know that you are so dedicated to the Lord Marshall's needs."
"M-, my lady?" Maya was momentarily speechless and she took several steps back. "I didn't…we didn't know."
"It seems reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated."
"Your safe return is surely a relief to a great many." She almost choked on her own words. However, standing there and not acknowledging her return would not have been a wise decision on her part.
"How sweet of you Maya. I had no idea that you would miss me that much."
Riddick decided he was done playing, at least with Maya. "I'm just feelin' the love between the two of you but right now I'm going to take Jack and f-."
Knowing he was about to say something that would embarrass her, Jack slipped her hand under the band of his boxers and ran her hand over his ass before squeezing a cheek. Given how muscled he was, she couldn't squeeze all that much. She had hoped to distract him and it worked. To Maya and Shana it looked as if Riddick was about to kill Jack. They didn't see what she did but knew something had happened since he growled at her and he wasn't smiling. Jack knew better. "Goodbye ladies." He shut the door as he said it, not even looking back at two of them but they could both hear Maya hastily wishing him a good day.
Jack gave him a knowing smile as he wrapped his other arm around her waist. "You enjoyed that."
"Enjoyed what?" He tried to keep a straight face but couldn't fight the smile tugging at his lips, especially since she was still playing with his ass.
"Don't play dumb with me. Fucking with her like that. You got off on it"
"Like you didn't when you had a go at her?"
"We're not talking about me."
He shrugged. "Wasn't a bad way to start the day. Care to know what I like a hell of a lot more?"
She narrowed her eyes at him being playfully suspicious. "What would that be?"
"You wrapped up in this sheet lookin' like I've worn you out."
"But you did."
"Not even close."
"You're pouting?"
"Hell no!" Riddick fumbled with the sheet around her. "How do you get this off?"
"You can escape from a triple-max slam but can't figure out how to get a sheet off of me?" She was teasing him but he was had been quite serious.
"I want it off Jack. Now." His tone of voice and the way he just ordered her would have left anyone else shaking in their knees. She, on the other hand, just rolled her eyes.
"Demanding little boy." She got an arched eyebrow for that remark as she loosened the knot holding the sheet together. The second it fell to her feet his hands were on her and stroking her skin. She purred as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take me back to bed."
"And you call me demanding?" He picked her up and carried her to their room. Once her back hit the bed his mouth was on her stomach and slowly working its way up to feast on a pert, rosy nipple he had his eye on earlier. Jack wrapped her legs around him and tugged him closer then suddenly released her legs.
"Fuck!"
"I'm getting' to it."
Jack laughed even though she was frustrated. "No, someone's at the door." The knock came again and this time he heard it as well.
"I'm not fuckin' believing this. Do not move!" He got off of her and she laughed again.
"Why are you laughing?"
"You can't go to the door like that." She looked down at his crotch and his eyes followed. Seeing his tented boxers he understood her concern. A smirk quickly appeared on his face and he walked out of the room sending her into a panic. "Riddick! No!" She jumped off the bed and grabbed his arm to halt him.
"It's not like they don't know what we're doing in here." He kept walking despite her clinging to his arm.
"Yes, but do you have to show it off?"
Torturing her was a favorite game of his but this was even better. She wasn't blushing. She was turning bright red with embarrassment. "Doesn't bother me, I still have clothes on. You're the one butt naked."
She snatched the abandoned sheet from the floor and wrapped it around her. "Oooh! You're hopeless!" He reached for the doorknob and she swatted his hand. "At least ask who it is."
"It's Eron." He of course had heard them both and was greatly enjoying her discomfort even from the other side of the door. "I won't stay long, I promise."
She threw the sheet at Riddick and stomped back to the bedroom. He waited for her to shut the door before letting Eron in and by that time his own body was back under control. "This better be good."
"I didn't say it was but I did say it would be brief. She sounds like she's no worse for wear."
"We'll see." He looked back at the bedroom door, a worry line creasing his brow. "She explained why she fainted but I'm not totally buying it. I'm going to find out what the hell is going on with her."
"I understand you brought a med lab back. Where do you want it set up?"
"There's a vacant room across from the gym. Seems like as good a place as any. I want it done before this evening."
"That won't be a problem. Should we expect you at all today?"
Riddick chuckled but when he looked at Eron his face was all business. "Highly doubtful. I will be entangled in other more…pressing matters."
Eron was impressed to say the least. "Tactful and vague. Very nice."
"I've been listenin' to you spoutin' off at the mouth for long enough so something was bound to rub off."
"I'll take that as compliment and the last item on the list; do you want me to send up food?"
"Yeah, tell 'em we'll take all our meals up here today but I'll call when I want it."
"That's everything I had unless there's an emergency."
"Put out the word that I do not want to be disturbed. You're the third person who's been by already."
"Third?"
"Maya and Shana."
Eron laughed out loud. "She certainly didn't waste any time did she? Woman must have thought Kyra was gone for good and was ready to make her move."
"She was more then ready. If she had pushed her tits any higher out of that dress she was wearing they would have cut off her nose and mouth and suffocated her."
It was Eron's turn to look back at the bedroom door. He sat back in his chair with a smug look on his face and lowered his voice. "Didn't I tell you that's what they'd do if you left her on Earth?"
"You've made your point. I did manage to piss Maya off though. Practically ignored her and made like I was more interested in her new little blonde friend."
"New? Blonde?" Riddick could tell he had Eron's interest when he saw the man's eyebrow pop.
"Shana. Cute little thing but timid as hell. She didn't say one word."
A subtle but sly smile appeared on Eron's face. "Perhaps I should go welcome her personally. I'll let you know when the lab is set up. Tell her I said hello."
Eron left and Riddick returned to the bedroom, with the sheet in tow, intent on finishing what he started for the second time. She was in bed lying on her side facing away from him. He took a moment to study her curves, especially the swell of her hip down to her waist. His groin tightened and he chuckled to himself. Fuck! Woman doesn't even have to try and she gets me hard. She did it, time for her to do somethin' about it.
After tossing his boxers aside, he got on the bed and moved over to her. Ready to kiss her shoulder, he saw her face and gritted his teeth. She fell back asleep. He knew she wasn't in deep sleep yet and he was beginning to ache. She had pretty much told him before that he could have his way with her and his dick twitched at the thought.
Growling, he grabbed his erection to suppress the urge to rub himself up against her soft skin. She needed the rest and he overruled his baser instincts that were screaming at him. There would be time for that later. Still feeling tired, he pulled the sheet up over them both, tucking a barrier of fabric between them, wrapped an arm around her middle, and fell asleep himself.
The growling sound of hunger from her own stomach woke her up around one in the afternoon. She turned over in Riddick's embrace and studied his sleeping face for a moment. He really does look like a little boy when he's asleep. He snatched her hand when she gently caressed his face without opening an eye and startled her. "You're awake!"
He nibbled on the inside of her hand from the palm down to her wrist. "Kinda hard to sleep when I hear your stomach growling like a bear. I'll call for food."
He was one foot out of the bed when his own stomach growled as if on cue. "Make that two hungry bears?" Jack threw back the sheet, stretched, and got up. She grabbed the nightgown off the floor and put it on before going into the bathroom to clean up a little. Riddick was in there soon after.
When he finished tending to himself he noticed she was brushing her hair out. Coming to stand behind her, he removed the brush from her hand and took over. For a man without hair, he was extremely gentle as he ran it through hers. She closed her eyes and sighed. "This is nice and unexpected."
He pulled back some hair at the side of her face so he could get close to her ear. "What can I say? I got a wild hair." Jack's eyes opened and she looked at him in the mirror and just shook her head.
"That was corny…even for you."
He put the brush down on the counter and spoke against her ear. "It's a gift."
"Oh yeah? I hope there's a liberal return policy." He poked her in the ribs once making her jump before running his hands down the front of her silk-covered legs. Little by little, he bunched the fabric of the gown in his hands as he inched it up. His fingers tickled the fronts of her thighs through the material turning her skin into gooseflesh.
Her curiosity was piqued and she rested her head against his chest. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the task his hands were performing. His actions were deliberately slow just to antagonize her. It was working, too. Her hands found the sides of his legs and she was tugging on them as if to urge him to speed up.
Despite seeing them both clearly in the mirror, she was so focused on his hands that she flinched when his lips met her jaw line. Her eyes snapped to his face thinking she would be greeted with his typical smirk. However, his own eyes were heavy-lidded. She only caught the occasional glimpse of silver as she watched him tease the skin at her jaw and neck with his lips.
And teasing is exactly what he was doing. Riddick knew she was watching. He knew she could feel his breath against her skin when he grew near. He knew every time she anticipated his touch. Sometimes he would barely graze her skin. Other times, his lips would be a whisper away, and then nothing. He could tell by the deepening frown lines of her brow and the change in her breathing pattern that her composure was slowly eroding.
At this point Jack didn't know what was making her ache more; the anticipation of what he was going to do next or holding herself back from dragging him to bed. Thinking she could subtly encourage him, she angled her head to give him greater access to her neck, but he didn't alter his method by much. He only added an occasional flick of his tongue or grazing of his teeth against her skin, which only further aggravated her.
A flush of heat rose from the tips of his fingers, crept up her torso, and warmed her neck and face. Her skin, even where he had yet to touch her, was blushed pink. She turned her face up toward his and he paused for a moment to look at her. A slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth then disappeared as quickly as it emerged. His hands now held the bottom hem of her gown, exposing the tops of her legs. He flicked his tongue across her bottom lip as he ran fingers over the now accessible skin of her inner thighs. Her eyes grew big for a moment before she tightly shut them, shuddering from the strong rush of heat that washed through her and settled just above where his fingers were playing.
Smelling the spike in her arousal Riddick molded his hands on her thighs to press her firmly into him as he ground his hard length against her lower back. "Open your eyes." She did and looked up at him. "Now look in the mirror."
He saw the question on her face but didn't explain, instead nipped his way up her neck to her ear where he spoke to her in a low, seductive tone. "I want you to watch. Look in the mirror and watch what I do to you." Jack could hear her pulse racing in her ears and she wanted to scream that he didn't need to do anything else but take her to bed. However, a small part of her wanted to see this to the end. To see exactly what he had planned.
Both of his hands were under her gown and caressing the front of her thighs. The material was draped over his lower arms and hands, shielding anything that he might do from her view. Riddick liked to play in the dark. Although the lights were dimmed for his sake, she could still see and he was using her gown to shield what he was doing.
"Where should I start?" He didn't really expect an answer even though her mouth opened as if to say something. Nudging her legs further apart with his knee, he slowly dipped his hands to the inside of her thighs. He nuzzled her neck and the deep rumbling in his chest now came out as a purr to her ears.
"So fuckin' soft Jack." He lazily stroked her skin in a circular motion doing disastrous things to her ability to think. "Can't spend all my time here though."
His hands moved a little further up toward her center. His thumbs brushed down her curls and over her the most sensitive part of her. With a groan her head fell back and she pushed her hips forward wanting more but his hand was no longer there.
The pressure of her fingers was gone from the sides of his legs. He saw them move up and put a stop to it. "No hands." A spark of defiance lit her eyes, which he didn't leave unanswered. He nipped her neck, this time enough to pinch her skin, making her jerk. "Unless you want me to stop."
She put her hands back on his legs, although grudgingly. Satisfied, he moved one of his hands up and over the silk of her gown, watching her face the entire time. His palm found her hardened nipple straining against the fabric and barely grazed over it, pulling a shuddered breath from her. The material was in the way and he wanted to see her. He took each thin strap between his teeth and pulled them down her shoulders. After giving the material a little tug from the bottom it fell, revealing her to him. His body's response was immediate, surprising even him, as his arousal tightened putting him on the edge of being uncomfortably hard.
Jack watched his fingers whisper a trail from her throat to the valley between her breasts before he touched, caressed, and stroked each one. Each teasing touch drew its own response; a sigh, a gasp, a soft moan. His self-control was like a thread about to snap. Each lustful sound he coaxed from her tugged at it a little more.
What he was doing to her and looking at her like this wasn't new. However, having her in front of the mirror where they could watch was unexpectedly erotic, almost as if someone else had his hands on her. He wanted more…needed to touch more of her. He moved his hand up from her inner thigh, slowly slid a finger into her warmth, stroked deeply several times, and then added a second.
"Fuck!" Riddick clenched the skin at the juncture of her neck and shoulder with his teeth, making firm indentations in her skin. He didn't bite down, but the urge was strong. She was unbearably hot and wet. It was killing him to not simply fuck her senseless but first he wanted to hear her scream…wanted to make her scream and watch when he pushed her over.
Every touch had been teasingly subtle…until now. A choked sob broke from her lips and caught her by surprise when he entered her. She hadn't expected her slowly heightening need to suddenly overwhelm everything. Her lust was almost painful and she only thought of how to end it. Every part of her was screaming for release but he was holding her back as if he was waiting for something before he could let her go.
"Riddick, I-." She cut her own wanton plea short as his pace quickened. She was panting and moving her hips in time with his hand as the pressure within her built. She had to hold onto something and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and his hand slowed. Tears of frustration swelled at the corners of her eyes. She tossed her pride away and began to beg. "Oh, god please Riddick!"
He chuckled softly in her ear and ground against her again. It wouldn't be long now. "Fucking love it when you beg." He rolled a nipple between two fingers and she bucked hard against his hand.
"Please don't leave me like this. I can't-."
Her wanton plea was cut short by her loud scream of disbelief when he withdrew from her. She frantically reached for his hand but stopped when she felt his slick fingers circle her aroused nub and then sink back into her warmth, thrusting faster than before. She let out a small cry of relief then clutched the back of his neck. "I wouldn't leave you like this, Jack. Not when I get to watch your face when I make you come. So fuckin' beautiful."
She was burning inside from his words and his mouth burned her skin as he nipped, licked, and kissed his way down her face to her neck. As the heat and tension drew her closer, her moans and cries grew louder, making him grit his teeth to wait his turn. He could at least taste her and turned her face toward his, growling as he hungrily took her mouth. Hard and demanding, he kissed her in a in a way that made her feel as though he wanted to devour her, his own need unmistakable.
His thumb rolled over her clit and she was soon trembling beneath his kiss. As her muscles began to tighten around his fingers he tore his mouth away to watch. "That's it Jack. Let go."
Her head rolled away from him and she arched her back away from his chest. His thumb stroked he clit firmly making the sensitive nerves scream her beg incoherently. The last few thrusts of his hand drove hard and deep before he finally gave her what she had been begging him for. Everything went black for a second, then her entire body went rigid in his arms, nails in his back, and she screamed her release. The incredible heat went coursing through every last nerve causing her body to jerk from the spasms. She was shaking as tears rolled down her cheeks from the force of it and he continued to stroke her gently as the last swells of pleasure washed through her.
Her legs almost gave out and he gripped her waist tightly as she melted against him. She felt his tongue flicking at the side of her neck and opened her eyes. He had bit her… again and she hadn't felt it. Raising an eyebrow he looked at her and shrugged, not looking the least bit guilty. "I'm healing that one."
"Knew you would. That's why I didn't stop the urge." He pulled his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth, licking the first as she watched. On impulse, she grabbed his hand and took the last finger in her mouth, tasting her own essence and he loudly growled at her.
"Fuck woman!" Pulling his hand from her mouth he spun her around to face him crushing his mouth to hers. He nipped her lip, then caught her tongue with his and drew it into his mouth. He broke the kiss as suddenly as he started it, panting against her mouth. "Fuckin' killing me. I gotta get inside you. Now." He picked her up and carried her to bed. He took his hands off of her just long enough strip off his boxers and that's when a loud knock was heard at their door.
Jack laughed in disbelief. "Sound like our food is here." She whispered it hesitantly, half hoping they could ignore it.
He heard it as well but didn't want to be put off a third time and grabbed her hips. Then the knock came again, this time louder. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill 'em. They weren't supposed to be here for another twenty minutes at least." Grabbing his boxers he was out for blood.
Jack quickly pushed him back, hopped off the bed, and straightened her nightgown so it covered her back up. "You stay here, I'll let them in." She took a few steps before he hooked his arm around her waist.
"No way are you answering the door in this." His eyes traveled up and down the gown noting just how much of her was visible through the material.
"I was going to get a robe." He didn't let go and she groaned fearing the worst. "Riddick, tell me you didn't trash my white robe."
"I didn't trash your white robe." He growled it, but didn't let her go. "I burned it."
"You what?" She pried herself out of his arms. "Thankfully I've got something else I can wear." She walked away to her closet shaking her head, grabbed a dark colored silky robe and pulled it on. She had it tied by the time she got to the door. It was their food all right. She smelled it before she opened the door and her stomach protested loudly. She had the food in and the guy who brought it gone in under a minute before heading back to the bedroom.
The robe was in her hands when she walked in and he snatched it from her, tossing it to the side. He grabbed her by the waist and backed her toward the bed. He had a ravenous gleam in his eyes and hadn't dressed. "Are you particularly fond of that night gown?"
"No…why?"
"Good." Grabbing it at the slit in the leg he pulled up his shiv and sliced right through it, up to the neckline. He tossed his knife to the side and pulled what was left of the gown off her body. Jack's mouth dropped open and he quickly responded to her shocked look. "Don't fuckin' bitch. You said I could use a shiv if I wanted to get you out of your clothes in a hurry." She smiled and nodded remembering her own words.
He picked her up and tossed her on the bed and she shrieked startled by his show of strength as much as being thrown. On her stomach, she propped herself up on her elbows and cradled the side of her face in her hand. He was looking at her like a rare treat. A treat he had been denied and was now out to take for himself. He wasn't playing around either and it sent an exhilarating chill down her spine.
"You're not leavin' this room 'til I get what I want." He mounted the bed at the bottom, crawling toward her, then over her. He grabbed her hips and flipped her on her back, nudged her knees apart and moved between them. Still on his knees he leaned over her and wrapped an arm around her lower and upper back and swung her up so fast he made her slightly dizzy.
Her hands pressed against his chest, she was sitting on his thighs, her legs on either side of him, and straddling his erection. Threading his fingers in her hair he drew her face to his and began to slowly, but thoroughly kiss her. Her hands leisurely roamed over his smooth chest and down his ribs before moving to his back, lightly grazing his skin with her nails, then the palms of her hands.
Unconsciously, she rocked her hips, causing her to slide along his arousal and his grip on her tightened. The next time his kiss became more aggressive. The third time she did it he broke the kiss and made her arch her back. He caught a pert nipple between his teeth before taking it into his mouth. Knowing the kind of response he could coax with his hands alone, he licked, nibbled, pulled, and sucked until he had her writhing and panting in his arms.
She had her hands on his thighs to gain some leverage so she could pull back and his grip tightened on her like a vise. "God, it's too…much, please!" she swallowed several times to wet her mouth so she could talk and he did pull away. His greedy smile told her that he wasn't about to stop, but she didn't understand why he did. "What are you doing?"
His eyebrow popped and he licked his lips, his mouth hovering above his prize. "Don't think God's gonna help you out of this one…and if he does, I'll start hating the fucker all over again." He latched back on and the cry she released was from both pleasure and agony.
Changing tactics, she began pushing against his chest, which did no good. Every sensation he gave her turned into a flash of lust that channeled directly to the very center of her, making it increasingly difficult to breath. Riddick didn't think she'd get help from a higher power, but if he kept this up he'd make her see God before her time after she died from this debauchery. If she had to go that way, she wanted him inside her and thought of one last thing she could try. This time her actions were deliberate. She ground and slid herself along his length several times before he seized her hips, stopping all movement and barked her name.
"Jack!" His breathing was labored and the tendons in his neck were strained. It was clear she had almost pushed him over and he wasn't about to let that happen, especially like this. Jack felt a little victory and waited for his reaction. His voice was tight and his jaw was clenched as he spoke to her. "Listen witch, I fell asleep wanting you and had to wait. Then I was stopped not once, but three times from having my way with you already today. No way in hell am I gonna let you grind yourself against me until I explode. Got that?" He gripped her a little tighter to make his point.
"Then hurry up and fuck me."
She enunciated each word so there would be no questioning what she said. She felt him flinch, but other than that he didn't move. Riddick was tense as ever though and she could feel the energy and lust coiled just under the surface. She had no idea what she was doing to his self control talking to him like that and a voice in him was screaming to do just what she asked.
"Jack. Care to say that again?" He said it almost like a warning or a challenge but she remained resolved. His brow was wrinkled and his lips pursed tightly together. He was a tiger poised to attack, just waiting for a sign from her. She popped an eyebrow and subtly smiled and ran the pad of her thumb down the center of his lips.
"Which part needs repeating? Hurry up or….fuck me?"
The next sound she heard was a cross between a roar and a loud growl and her skin turned to gooseflesh. In a second he had her on her back. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as he drove into her hard, burying himself until their bodies met. He heard her cry but didn't stop to see if he had hurt her. He was too consumed with feeding his lust and savoring the uniquely male satisfaction of finally claiming her again.
Needing leverage against the movement his forceful thrusts created, he snaked his hands under her arms and grasped her shoulders from behind. He groaned, feeling himself go deeper within her now that her movement was restricted and then he accelerated his pace.
Jack gasped with each thrust as he repeatedly stuck something deep within her. It sparked inrushes of sweet pleasure that steadily mounted and intensified almost to the point of being painful. She wrapped her legs around him and her gasps turned into incoherent words, then became choked sobs ending in a throaty cry as she completely shattered beneath him. He distinctly felt every shudder of pleasure as they ran their course, jerking her body. Her muscles that enveloped him clenched and released until it passed. He didn't slow for her though. Now it was all about him.
Riddick kissed her roughly as he released his hold on her shoulders. He picked up her legs, resting the backs of her knees in his arms and drove into her, sparing nothing. A choked cry fell from her lips and her fingers clenched the sheets until her knuckles went white. Soon her hands were on his chest. He growled from the contact and pushed more of his weight down on her, virtually slamming into her. Beads of sweat lined his brow and the sounds of his exertion grew louder as he pushed closer to the relief he sought. His chin arched up as he thrust into her the last few times, then buried himself skin to skin, grinding into her. A roar of satisfaction echoed in the room as his hips still pumped involuntarily while the last throes of his climax faded.
Completely spent he fell on top of her, but quickly rolled still firmly seated in her. She was now lying on top of him ensconced within his strong arms. Neither spoke, but both languidly smoothed their hands over the other. Damn Jack! She heard him chuckle and raised her head, propping her chin on her hands.
"What's so funny?"
"You are gonna be the death of me one day."
She frowned at him. "That isn't funny."
"That wasn't the funny part. It was the picture I got in my head of me keelin' over while I'm right in the middle of fuckin' you." Jack tried not to laugh but he felt her holding it in. "Told you it was funny."
"I can think of worse ways to go."
He squeezed her and ran his hands into her hair. "You already got me half way there talking to me like you did." He was getting aroused again just thinking about it. "That, princess, can get you in trouble fast."
"Trouble? Hmmm. I'll file that information away for later."
"I didn't exactly take it easy on you…did I hurt you?"
She saw the concern in his eyes and touched the side of his face. "No, you didn't."
"You promise you'll tell me if I do."
"I'll do better than that, I'll smack you." She was trying to set him at ease but his face still looked determined.
"Promise me."
"Okay, I promise."
His hands still in her hair he brought her within reach of his lips and softly and unhurriedly kissed her. Her hands were exploring his skin and he savored having them on him; loving the gentle feel of her touch. Eventually he rolled them both to their side while pulling one of her legs up to rest on his hip. His hand roamed down her back and slowed as he reached the small of her back, then down to her ass. His kiss grew a little more insistent and he pressed against the small of her back as he rocked his hips forward. Jack's eyes flew open, suddenly feeling him grow hard within her and couldn't hold back the giggle that escaped.
He rocked his hips a little as he grinned. "It's your own damn fault Jack," he grabbed her hips and pushed up to seat himself more firmly within her, making her groan. "Question is what you plan on doing?" At that point her stomach growled quite loudly, even reminding him that he was just as hungry. He tried to pull out of her and she stopped him.
"I can wait, Jack. You're hungry." His voice was strained. He might be saying one thing but he was trying to suppress what his body was wanting and Jack couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm not the only one to blame. You have the same effect on me. You may be able to wait, but I can't." She rotated her hips enough to make him groan that time. He rolled until he had her pinned beneath him so she couldn't move her lower body. He breathed deeply through his nose to get himself under control before he spoke.
"Jack co-."
She cut him off, giving him her best impersonation of himself. "You arguing with me?"
He blinked but didn't say a word for a few seconds. "Wouldn't think of it." How he managed to say it without laughing he didn't know.
She tilted her chin up still mimicking him. "Didn't think so. On your back big boy, "she growled at him then tried to sound just as menacing when he ordered someone around," now!"
"Yes ma'am!"
Lunch didn't happen for almost another half hour, but they both ate heartily once they got to the food and argued…or rather dueled over who got the last bite of the one slice cake that was brought up instead of two. She had her fork in it but he managed to cut her off from bringing it to her mouth. "Greedy bitch!"
"Greedy bitch? What the hell was that for?"
"That's the one thing I don't like about you! A woman shouldn't be competition for her man's food."
"A woman's man should be letting her have the last bite if he had any good manners in him at all." She unsuccessfully tried to dislodge her fork.
"Fuck that shit." He grabbed her hand holding the fork and had it in his mouth eating the last bite as she shrieked her outrage. He leaned back against the chair he was sitting in front of, hands behind his head with a satisfied smirk on his face. "It's so good Jack. Last bite is always the best."
"I won't soon forget this Riddick." Although the kitchen staff found it odd, ever since her birthday, when they ate in their rooms, they did so on the floor. Even Eron had found it unusual, but then he reasoned that they weren't exactly normal so why question it. Jack stood up to clear some of the dishes and felt a hand wrap around her ankle.
"Let them do that. It's their job."
"It's clutter and I can't stand it."
"It's beneath you and I won't have them thinkin' you're on their level."
Rolling her eyes, she set the dishes back down and put her hands on her hips. "Why don't you just stick a tiara on my head? They'd get the idea then wouldn't they?"
"I know you don't think it matters but it does. These people respect the chain of command and I'm at the top with you right next to me. You do their work for them and they start feelin' a bit too comfortable and that can lead to trouble."
"You want them to stay wary of you and me both."
"Exactly. Just like in the slam. They're afraid of you, they don't mess with you and that includes anyone under my protection."
She trailed her hand over his bald head and sighed after thinking for a moment. "Okay."
"Good. Now that we have that settled," he got up off the floor and grabbed her hand as he sat on the sofa. She sat next to him and he pulled her across his lap and leaned her back against the pillow on the end. He grasped her hand and brought up her tattooed thumb. She eyed it questioningly then sat straight up.
"Did you find out something about the rings, too?"
"It's a theory only and one that Eron came up with," he held up his hand like a stop sign once what she said registered. "What do you mean, 'too'?"
"Mirica. She saw the tattoo on my thumb and recognized the pattern as one she's seen on jewelry and other items from the planet Todeya. She's got some of the jewelry herself and said it sizes itself so it won't fall off. Unfortunately, she didn't know anything about the rings and how they left us these markings."
Riddick hesitated. He never thought telling her about the rings would make him uncomfortable. Especially given the fact that this was all an off the wall theory with nothing backing it up to prove it. Especially seeing how he had so easily accepted the explanation himself. Despite all that his gut felt twisted and all because of one stupid thing he said to her on Chronus and how she answered it:
"You didn't say anything about kids or marriage."
Her face changed but she masked it quickly. "I love children, don't get me wrong but not in the next five years. This will sound odd being that I was engaged, but I can't see me getting married. I used to, but things are just different now. Maybe if I find someone I'll change my mind."
Riddick mentally kicked his own ass for acting like a pussy. I'll tell her but it will come out of her mouth, not mine. "Get this. Eron got a wild hair and took the rings after he saw my tattoo and I told him what happened. He put one on himself and the other on his current piece of candy." He let it hang there and waited.
"Well don't leave me in suspense. Obviously something happened or you wouldn't be telling me this."
"Absolutely nothing happened."
"Nothing?"
"Not a thing."
"The rings didn't seal to their fingers?"
"Nope." Jack slumped back dumbfounded. He could hear the gears grinding in her head.
"Who did he put the ring on?"
"No one special. You know him and Vaako. This place is like Baskin Robbins to them. Only problem is there's plenty more than thirty-one flavors and they're just now getting back around to sample some of their favorites."
"Baskin Robbins?" She suppressed a giggle making her eyes water. "I'm not even touching that one." Riddick leaned over and gave her neck a long, slow, broad lick as she squirmed in his lap. He finished with a huge grin and a smack of his lips.
"Mmmm. Guess what flavor you are."
"I'm afraid to ask."
He came back to get in a few more licks, working his mouth down the V between her breasts where the material of her gown started. "Come on Jack." His hands traveled up her legs until he reached her naked hips and pulled her down until she was lying flat on her back. "I know you're dying to find out."
She did want to find out and she was dying but not for that reason. He pushed the gown up her legs and crawled between them, kissing the insides of each thigh. All this talk of ice cream had her strangely hot despite the shiver that just ran through her. "You're not going to let this go are you?"
"Not a chance." And he meant that literally and figuratively.
"Fine." She swallowed a groan but couldn't stop the gasp or herself from jumping when his finger parted her and he flicked his tongue over her clit. "Whi-, which one am I?"
"Lemon pie ice cream," and then he licked her exactly like he did to her neck. Long, slow, and broad and she nearly dislodged them both from the sofa trying to deal with the overload of pleasure that just shot through her. She was panting and he let her collect herself for a minute before he continued.
He took a second himself thinking she would never be able to hide how his touch affected her. She was just too aware of body to get away with it, much to his good fortune. He had to admit it. Watching and listening to her like this had the licentious beast in him eating it up and still ravenous for more.
"Jack."
She couldn't think much less say a word. "Hmmm?"
"You wanna know why you're lemon pie ice cream?" She nodded her head. "Well, it's definitely got a bite to it, but once it warms up in your mouth…" He stroked her swollen nub with his tongue as he slid a finger in, then back out. He caught her eyes once she focused again and licked his finger. "That's when you realize just how sweet and creamy it is."
"You're awful." That was all she could say and he was quite proud of himself for rendering her somewhat speechless…at least for the moment. "What a-. What about the rings?"
He crawled up her body and hovered over her. They locked eyes and he fused his mouth to hers, letting her fully taste him before pulling away. "The rings we'll get to later. I'm not done yet with dessert."
Jack woke up and Riddick wasn't there. She thought she heard a knock not too long ago and figured Eron had come by and perhaps he had to leave for some reason. She dressed and then remembered the med lab. "He's not dragging me down there. I'm going myself. If there's something wrong with me, I don't want him around."
She made her way to the room where it had been set up and entered. It looked like any other med lab she had seen but larger. Fear suddenly gripped her stomach. "Stop it! Shit I hate this! There's nothing wrong with me."
She said it but her heard didn't totally believe it. Based on the pain she experienced a couple of weeks ago and her fainting, she was scared that perhaps tumors had come back to claim what was left of her ovary. She could deal with it but she hoped it wasn't anything worse than that.
When she approached the med lab a light came on and it greeted her. "Welcome. How many I help you?" Jack was taken aback not used to a med lab that spoke.
"I need a full body scan."
"Please lie down." She did and the machine scanned her from head to toe and back again. "What is your name?"
"My name? It's Jack. Amazing…it's artificial intelligence."
"Yes, Jack it is. I have the results of your scan." She sat up on the table gripping the edge of it.
"Jack you are four weeks pregnant-."
"There's no way! The doctor's said I couldn't get pregnant. Check it again!"
"Based on the condition of your ovary and by my scan, it is highly unlikely that you would conceive. However, there was still the slightest of chances that you would conceive…and you did." Jack thought she was going to faint or be sick. Tears of happiness came to her eyes. She never thought this would have been possible. Overwhelmed didn't begin to explain how she was feeling.
"I'm pregnant!" She laughed. "Oh my! Big Evil is gonna be a dad."
"Jack." Hearing her name repeated several times finally snapped her out of her reverie.
"Yes?"
"I need to finish my report."
"Oh…there's more?"
"You are four weeks pregnant but it's an ectopic pregnancy."
"What is that?" Both hands unconsciously went to her stomach sensing this wasn't good.
"Jack, the embryo didn't reach your uterus and instead has imbedded itself in your fallopian tube. If it isn't removed, your fallopian tube will rupture and you could die."
"Removed? Can it be put where it belongs?"
"No. That is impossible. I highly recommend that your pregnancy by terminated. If you don't you are risking your life."
Onto Part II…..
