Chapter 20
Previously… Mal took a good look at his newest crew member and sighed, "C'mon Jack, I'll walk you down to your bunk." His palm rested on her lower back as he began to gently guide her down the stairs. "Thanks Inara."
Riddick found it very telling that even upset as she was, Jack didn't flinch from Mal's palm on her spine.
He turned back to Inara, "So. You wanna do this now or talk in the morning?"
Inara sighed and beckoned him in, "Now I think."
Contrary to what he'd thought it didn't take too long to explain what had happened to Jack. Inara understood very well what a guild meant and the merc guild had a very mixed reputation with the rest of the guilds in the 'verse. Slavery might not technically be legal in the Alliance systems, but it was in other places. And in the Alliance, even if they called it indenture it was still slavery.
Funny how a Companion didn't show she was pissed except by getting a lot more precise in her movements. But her scent didn't lie. Inara was well and truly pissed off. He'd bet any amount of money she was picturing Kaylee in Jack's place.
When he left Inara was sending a wave to her friend at the healing house on Persephone. And River was sitting on the railing outside her shuttle. "Hey," He greeted her. "How's the scratch?"
"Was only a scratch," She rolled her eyes at him. "Nanites heal her faster than stitches."
Nobody else in the bay, no one in sight… "Don't like you getting hurt," He moved towards her and rubbed his lips over hers. "Just humor me and let Simon or someone look you over when you do."
"If he will do the same," She returned. Her hands settled on his neck and he pulled her closer, careful to avoid the area on her waist with the bloody furrow through it.
"If I recall right, you an' Simon bullied me into resting for a full day after the Wrath kept us from frying up in that web," He reminded her.
"Scared her," River frowned at him. "Didn't care for the sensation."
"And I didn't much like you getting hurt," He kissed her again. "And if someone didn't notice you missing I'd be hanging onto you for the rest of the night just so I could keep an eye on you."
She sighed, nodding, "She understands and comprehends." Those dark eyes were so beautiful, trust gleaming up at him.
"Good." Picking her up and carrying her down to her room was pure indulgence. "Want you to rest while I go through the loot we picked up. Figure I'll see what'll work for you and Jack, talk it over with you two tomorrow on the way to Paquin if there's anything that'll suit."
"Jack…" River looked towards the other girl's room. "Overwhelmed. Disbelieves but undeniable in the face of the Captain's actions. Grateful for Riddick being her brother, not wanting what she cannot give."
"Something's up between her an' Mal," Riddick sat down on River's bed, keeping her in his lap. Damn dreams slipping into his mind being in her room with her. And now he knew how she sounded when she came. Good thing he'd left the door open.
"Finds her beautiful, strong, compatible spirit," River smiled up at him. "Thinks of her…tries not to, half his age, crew…hurt and in need of healing. Not ready for anything beyond a friend."
"He's had something goin' on with Inara," He hadn't taken Mal for fickle by nature. Loyal to a fault if anything.
River rolled her eyes at him, "Attraction, the forbidden, exotic, opposites attract." She pressed a kiss to his jaw, "Superficial...and always fades in the face of true affection. Might be able have a friendship with Inara now."
"Opposites attract huh," He looked down at her, Jack's observations coming back to him. Her lips curved up in a sweet smile and those strong gentle hands tugged his face down to hers for a lingering kiss.
"Opposites in some ways, alike in others. Common ground to build upon, differences alleviate boredom," She told him and kissed him again.
"So Jack's right huh," He sure as hell hoped so. Be damned annoying and embarrassing to be so gone over a woman that didn't feel the same way.
"His sister is very observant," River nodded, blushing a bit. "He is not alone in his…affections. I would not wish any companion in the world but you." Good. So she felt the same way.
"Look under your pillow," He nodded towards it. "Figured I oughta start courting you."
She tilted her head at him and smiled, "Unconventional within conventions."
She wasn't wrong. He'd court her because yeah, that struck the animal as right, just as right as being inside her, marking her. She deserved courtship. Some of the pressure was off because they'd agreed already as to where this was leading. But that didn't mean he was going to be all flowers and notes and candy. The triple set of narrow stilettos were meant to be worn in her hair, slender sheaths and deadly blades no wider than a third of an inch. They were long enough and strong enough that they'd penetrate the lung if slipped between the ribs.
The decorative tips were cut steel, fanned out and gleaming in patterns of lace, deceptively delicate in appearance. "Riddick…" River breathed his name, a whole new level of want blazed through him. "They're perfect…" She pressed a kiss to his mouth, her scent warm and sweet. "Perfect for the girl. Pretty weapons. Xiè xie qīn 'ài."
He got thanks, the other one he'd have to look up most likely, "Thought they'd suit you." He kissed her hungrily and took a minute to enjoy the taste and feel of her before he reined the animal in. "Got lucky at the pawn shop. Didn't expect to find anything really nice."
"Excited to wear them," She all but purred under his mouth.
"I'd like to see you in them and nothing else," He grinned. "And then take your hair down. Gotten pretty long."
"To her hips now," River kissed him again. "He is thinking he must go before they go too far. For where thou art, there is the world itself, And where thou art not, desolation."
"Yeah," Riddick kissed her once more. "Handy, you doin' that."
"Working up to hinting to Simon and the Captain," River sighed. "Science fiction."
"We live on a spaceship," Riddick grinned at her and gave her one more kiss before standing up. "Get some rest Beautiful."
He knew cornering Mal and demanding to know the man's intentions towards Jack would only put the man's back up, irritate Jack and annoy River. He'd settle for keeping an eye on the Captain. Quietly.
The windows on the bridge were lightening with dawn and he sighed pulling his goggles down over his eyes. He flipped the comm to Mal's bunk open, "Mal you awake?"
"I am now," The Captain didn't sound as if he'd actually been sleeping, more making the attempt. "What's up Rick?"
"We got dawn comin' on here. Any reason for us to stay put? Now that Wash's stable and we can think about flying I mean?" Before his eyes changed he'd enjoyed sunrise, the slow transformation of the world, the hush that came from being the only man awake. Still enjoyable, just had to keep his eyes shaded. The lack of color did take some of the luster off the display though.
"Nah, take us out of the world. Get a course set and put her on autopilot for at least four hours. I'll take the bridge then." He could hear Mal's sigh through the comms. "River an' Jack are about to get a lot more hands-on experience on the bridge."
"Not the worst thing," Riddick reminded him. "Takin' us off Lazarus."
The loot they'd taken off the would-be ambushers and ship invaders/pirates turned out to be mostly guns suited for larger hands. There had been some smaller pistols though, clutch pieces mostly. He counted four LeMats and three Ladysmiths and a couple decent Evangelistas. The real finds were the Peacekeepers. A few of the assholes had favored them. One even had a very nice Kal-Tec Bore.
The money picked up was good, but not great. It being Mal's ship he'd be glad of some extra for the food kitty and the fuel and parts fund. Everything else was pretty much trash except for the gunbelts, holsters and ammunition. Even their knives hadn't been to his standard. Sad really.
He rubbed his eyes and looked over at Simon, "How's the arm?"
"Healing," Doc Simon gave him a smile. "Wash should be ambulatory in a day or so. I don't recommend climbing up and down the ladder to crew quarters just yet, but he can spend some time, limited time, on the bridge."
"Zoë's been beside herself," Riddick slid a Colt and Marakov over to him. "Try those on for size."
"I don't think she's got much of a problem with the fact that you, River and Jack deserted during the deal," Simon nodded his agreement and picked up the Colt. Both it and the Marakov were a good fit for his hands and Riddick nodded his satisfaction.
"Thought they'd be good for you," He half smiled. "River's side healing okay?"
"You can't tell," Simon rose to make some tea arching an eyebrow at him.
"Seems to be," He sure wasn't going to tell the man River was planning on holing up in his bunk while Riddick was supposedly napping, and he'd get to inspect the wound close up.
"You haven't noticed anything when you've been sparring?" Simon brought the tea over, pouring Riddick a cup and one for himself.
"She moves the same," He shrugged. "She's good at ignoring pain. Reminded me that ballet helps with that."
"Ah," That Simon understood immediately. It had taken a moment for Riddick to get it, but then he'd had other things on his mind lately. And a lot had happened since River had shown him ballet after Simon had tried (without success) to explain it. "Yes, those bloody toes."
"I'll have to look up more of it. Liked what River showed me that time," Riddick made a mental note. He'd really liked the dancing when River had been the one performing. He wondered if it was because of her or if he really had just enjoyed the dancing. "Oh, speaking of looking things up. Heard some Chinese that I don't know."
"Some new and creative curse?" Simon's eyebrows rose to his forehead, but he smiled, "What was it?"
"Qīn 'ài," Riddick recalled the wording River had used. "Didn't really sound like a curse," He added when Simon's eyebrows stayed up.
"It's not," The younger man shook his head. "It means dear, or darling or beloved."
"Huh," Dear. Darling. Beloved. Riddick shrugged and kept the smile that wanted to curve his mouth off his face with an effort. "Guess that sorta makes sense."
"With your hearing it must be hard to avoid Zoë and Wash's talks," Simon provided his own explanation and Riddick didn't correct him. Easier to let people assume they knew what he meant most of the time. Not his problem if they leapt to the wrong conclusion. And he sure as hell wouldn't be telling Simon it had been River using such an endearment. Not anytime soon anyway.
"Hard to avoid hearing a lot," He agreed. "Let me know if you or Zoë need a hand getting Wash ambulatory." He stretched and gulped the remains of his tea and put the mug in the cleaner. "I need some sleep."
"You do seem to be awake more than the rest of us," Simon agreed.
"Hmm…" He picked up the guns he hadn't given his girls. Now that they'd been cleaned he'd put them in his bunk until he could find some hiding spaces around the ship. "Mal," He called down the hall. "I'm in my bunk. Holler if there's an emergency. Otherwise I'm takin' my eight."
"Should be fine. Hit Paquin in about nine," Mal called back.
"Sounds good," He kicked the bunk open and descended the ladder. He'd sleep until River came down the ladder. The weapons stowed safely away in the footlocker he stripped down to his shorts and stretched out on the bed, hanging his eye gear from the magnetic hook he'd stuck to the metal wall.
His last thought before he went to sleep was he'd have to see about getting a bigger bed. Maybe something that folded up on the wall. Not that he'd mind River using him as a mattress…
River's soft steps wouldn't have woken him if not for the faint creak of the hatch opening and the ladder sliding down. Slitting his eyes open he smiled to see his woman's gorgeous ass descending the ladder. Like something out of his dreams. He would never get tired of seeing her, those legs and that ass… Fuck she was beautiful. And he'd better be fuckin' awake this time around. The chrono on the wall near the comms told him he'd gotten about five and a half hours sleep.
Her smile as she turned and carefully pushed the ladder up so it would close the hatch quietly told him she was Reading him again. "Can't help it," She shrugged and began to take off her boots, a blush warming her cheeks. "And he is most definitely awake."
"C'mere," He sat up and reached for her. "Been thinking about taking your clothes off ever since I had to watch you put 'em back on." Unbuttoning Simon's borrowed shirt he pressed his mouth to her skin as it was revealed. She was so pale compared to him and damned if he didn't love the contrast of his skin to hers. This athletic bra had a zip down the front of it and he grinned. That'd be fun.
Unbuttoning Kaylee's borrowed cargos and sliding them down her legs, he let his hands glide over that silky skin and tugged her closer. "You want me to keep going?" He cupped her ass in his hand and squeezed. "Or you wanna keep this on?"
"More please," She murmured shyly, her hands his shoulders and biceps. "Skin to skin."
"Love the way you think beautiful," He grinned and unzipped that damn bra that pressed her sweet tits to nearly half their size. "Inara's gonna take you shopping, you see anything you want that you don't have money for, you just tell me. Got enough of the cash left from Crematoria."
Her shiver as he pulled her panties down and pressed a kiss to her hipbone curved his mouth in a smile against her skin. "Turn around now, we're taking your hair down this time." The slice through her side had healed to a reddened mark that would fade to a silvery scar and he pressed a kiss to it. Eventually it would be a mere gilding of her skin, a reminder of her strength.
Her breathing sharpened as he kissed his way up her spine and found her hair pins. Her braids tumbled down and he began to unravel them, one at a time groaning as her scent grew stronger the more his hands lingered on her skin. Dark silk, falling to her hips, he turned her around and groaned at the picture she made. Darkness and light, like the moon against the Black. "So beautiful," He pulled her close and kissed her, hard and hungry, already aching for her touch.
"He must take off his shorts," River gasped. "See him as he sees her."
Stripping off his shorts was no hardship, wasn't like he wanted anything between her body and his. Letting go of her while he did wasn't as easy. But she sat down on his bed, and her pale skin against that dark blanket was damn near perfect. "I want my mouth on you River," He told her firmly. "Got so much I wanna teach you."
"Everything," She nodded, leaning forward for his kiss. "Teach her everything, please, my Riddick."
"You know what you're asking?" She couldn't have any idea, all the things he wanted to do with her. Show her how good she could feel, how good he could make her feel, doing all the things good girls from the Core didn't do. Things he'd done to her in his dreams and he ached to show her in the flesh.
"Saw your dreams, washing over her, making her ache for him. Some idea," She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Wants every piece of her. His, in every way. Alpha Furyan."
"Tell me," He began to nip at her neck, that sweet spot under her ear. "Exactly what you think I want, tell me." He wanted, needed, to hear it from her, that she was willing to try anything, everything with him. When it came to this woman he wasn't going to assume anything even if she could Read him.
"Bows to no man, but wants to kneel before her," Her voice a low moan as his hands cupped those gorgeous tits. "Wants her to kneel before him, and no one else."
His mouth slanted over hers, drinking in those moans, before demanding, "And? Tell me." His dreams of her, vivid and sweaty visions, augmented with his knowledge of how she sounded when she came, how she looked when he gave her pleasure, so erotic but nothing compared to this. This right now, knowing she'd tell him the truth, and she'd love it, want it just as he did.
Spreading her legs so he could kneel between them sent her shivering and he rubbed a callused palm up and down her thigh while she tried to speak, "Ohh… wants… to be her first, fill her, watch her fall with him inside."
Fuck she was right about that, he wanted that like nothing else, "What else." He growled against her skin, loving how she shivered. "What else does your Furyan want to do with his woman? Scared to say?" He dared her.
"Wants her pì gu," She gasped as his mouth found her tit, sucking carefully as her hands tightened on his shoulders. "Wants his diǎo in her. Only one for her. Every part of her his. Wants to spend in her mouth, in her pì gu, on her skin."
"Fuck yeah I do," He pressed his palm between her thighs and cupped her pussy, so slick and wet, almost soaking his palm. "And you like that don't you? My little Core Furyan. Gonna suck my cock, and I'll fuck that beautiful tight slit… And your gorgeous ass, you're gonna take my dick up this sweet ass." Experimentally he gathered her slick on his fingers and rubbed against that tight little rosebud while another finger slid up her cunt. Rubbing his thumb over her clit sent a hard tremor through her body.
"Yes," River moaned. "Riddick, yes… want it. Everything. Have her. Please…" She squirmed in his hand and he growled his pleasure as her walls squeezed his finger.
"You want me to fuck your ass now," He massaged and rubbed her slick over her, feeling her open for him slightly. "That's it beautiful, let me in."
"Yes…" He groaned at the desperately truthful tone. "Please…fuck her."
He was not going to fuck her ass now. He would not. God-fucking-damnit, aching to sink inside her, every part of him was howling to have her in some way. Give her some sort of mark to show she belonged to him, something to make her feel it when she was alone in her bunk, for her to remember when she touched herself at night.
"Yes," Firm hands tugged his face to look up at hers. "Have her today. Your woman. The primal…needs it. Hers, his. Take her pì gu, fall inside her, on her…" The command in her voice was unmistakable. Damned if that didn't get him even hotter, that strength of hers, that steely spine. A weak woman was worth nothing to him, less than nothing. If she could tell him what she needed, stand up to him, then she could keep up with him. His magnificent little Core Furyan.
"Fuck yes," He kissed her, sucking hard on her lips, fucking her mouth with his tongue and roughly massaging her tits with his free hand. "My woman. Make you come so good." He'd need to rearrange them both a bit to do this right. Picking her up and sitting on the bed, lying back and pushing the pillow under his head Riddick positioned her so she was straddling his chest. "Put your hands on the wall, grab hold of that beam," He watched as she grabbed it, and nodded. Her pussy was right over his face, thighs on either side of his shoulders.
"Oohhh…" He blew cool air over her clit and was rewarded with a moan. "Riddick."
"Love how you sound," He couldn't be anything but honest, turning his head to lick and suck the skin of her thighs. "Taste so fucking good River." One hand kept her in place while the other toyed with her ass, teasing and circling before he began to rub a bit harder there, pressing inward. Her clit, swollen and hot, poking from between her nether lips, just begged for his mouth and he teased it with the tip of his tongue before licking her from top to bottom.
Her gasp of shocked pleasure and the shudder that rippled through her went straight to his dick and he thrust his tongue deep inside her, groaning and growling his pleasure at her taste. River's moans were so fucking perfect, his name on her lips, sweet pleas for more.
"Gonna come for me beautiful?" He didn't give her much respite to answer surrounding her clit with his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and alternately sucking the sensitive flesh. Sliding two fingers up her slit he carefully used his other hand to slowly open her ass. She was so wet he didn't even need an oil to slicken her up yet.
"Ahh…Ohh… Riddick," She was trembling over him. "Please…I… Riddick…" No pain in her scent, only need, her hips rolling against his hand and mouth
"That's it River," He pressed two fingers up her ass and another two into her cunt, sucking hard on her clit in a slow rhythm to match the motion of his fingers as he fucked her with them.
"Riddick…" River moaned his name. He growled and increased his thrusts, licking and sucking, loving how she ground her clit against his mouth in her need. That's it, take what you want, my woman, my River. Wanna feel you come on my mouth. So beautiful coming for me.
Her reaction to his thoughts was almost instantaneous, a series of hot hard spasms, pulling his fingers deeper inside her as she pulsed around them in waves of violent pleasure. She nearly shrieked his name before quickly biting down on her arm to muffle her scream of bliss. He groaned, licking her gently, rubbing inside her so she would build up again slowly. He wanted to bite down on her nape, wanted it to be his skin her teeth sank into in order to muffle her passion.
Her entire body was trembling, her voice a whisper, "Please… Riddick… Āi yā…merciful Buddha."
Reluctantly he took his mouth off her, "You need me to stop beautiful?"
"Feels so good," She shivered. "Don't know how to not scream."
He grinned, pressing a kiss to her thigh, "Think that'll change when I fuck this sweet ass?" He deliberately moved his hand and startled a moan out of her. "Sure that's what you want?"
"Yes…" She moaned and he felt her body slicken even more around his fingers. "Need it…feel him possessing her. Need my Riddick… please… don't stop."
Part of him wondered why she wanted it so badly, she had no experience, no way of knowing she'd enjoy the act. And damned if he'd do something she didn't enjoy just so he could have the satisfaction of knowing every part of her belonged to him.
River looked down at him, panting and rolling her hips to his hand, "Need him. Need to know. Belong to him. His. Mine. Take his jīng inside her, feel that she is his. Please… want to be yours. Make you mine. Trust him to take care of her."
"You fucking are mine," He growled and took her clit in his teeth, tugging gently. The sudden shock of her body, stiffening before she thrashed in his hands, pleasure overwhelming her. And he couldn't take anymore, she was his. He was going to make this good for her if it killed him.
"Please…please…" She moaned and he pulled her back, sitting up to suck on those magnificent tits until she was clutching his head and panting. "Riddick…ohh…"
"Last chance to back out," He growled against her skin. "Because I don't know if I'll be able to stop." He would, if he had to, he'd hate it, but if she didn't enjoy this, no point in continuing. The way she was reacting though…so passionate…beautiful…he had a feeling that wouldn't be a problem.
"Wants it," She gasped. "Please… teach her…"
"Oh I'm gonna," He promised her and grabbed a bottle of oil and a condom out of his drawer. A moment to get her positioned, her hands back on the beam that stuck out from the curve of the wall, on her knees, thighs spread so he could kneel behind her. Fuck he was already dripping precum. Get the damn condom on, hate the things but taking care of her came first.
"Nothing…please…nothing between them," She moaned and he growled into her ear.
"When I fuck your cunt and you're on some sort of birth control, damn straight," He caught her earlobe between his teeth, tugged on it before sucking gently. "But for this…a condom keeps you safe. No matter how much I want to fill your perfect little ass until it's leaking my cum…" He paused and sucked on the column of her throat for a moment. "You want me, this is how it's gonna be. Never gonna be careless with you baby. Or we can stop and I won't fuck this sweet ass right now." He squeezed one perfect curved cheek meaningfully and she moaned her capitulation.
"Please… please…fuck her…"
Too damn right… Oil, on him, on her, his palm reaching around to cup her pussy. "You feel me River…" He growled, rubbing the head of his cock against her ass, "Gonna be inside you beautiful."
"Yes…" She tried to press back onto him and he snarled, holding her in place.
"Don't fuckin' move…" He nipped her shoulder with his teeth. "You want it you'll take it the way I give it to you River. Gotta let me take care of you. Relax and wait… my beautiful woman…give you what you need…" He pressed his cock between those tight cheeks, rubbing the length between them, and began to stroke and tug on her slick hot clit. "Fuck…you're so gorgeous…" He pushed her hair over one shoulder so he could suck and tease her neck before turning her head and leaning over her bare shoulder to kiss her hungrily. "Gimme your mouth baby, want you so damn bad…"
She shuddered, moaning into his mouth and he began to press carefully against that puckered little rosebud. Fuck she was tight, so small, was she even going to be able to take him…fuck! He could feel the animal clawing inside him, the need to bury himself in her body, fill her, make her his…shove it back… damned if he'd hurt her. Completely unprepared for her to moan into his mouth again and push back onto his prick until the head was stretching her tight ass. His defiant little core Furyan, taking him in despite his command, "Don't…don't stop…hot…aching…soo…good…" One slender hand reached back, draped around his neck, kissing him deeply. "Don't stop… fuck your woman. Fuck me Furyan."
His chest was a bellows, trying to keep from just plowing into her, "Fuck, River." He groaned, "Say that again." It did something to him, satisfied something and simultaneously made him crazed, to hear her demand he fuck her, make her his. He shuddered and eased forward, drinking in her cry of shock. She shuddered and her felt her body grow even wetter in his hand.
"Don't you dare stop Riddick," Fierce and hot, demanding, her words whispered against his lips. "Your woman. My man. Fuck your woman my Furyan. Yours. Can take it. Can take you." She sucked on his tongue and growled into his mouth, "More. Give it to me Riddick. Give me your diǎo, fuck my pì gu."
How she knew exactly what he needed to hear in that moment… He snarled into her mouth and pushed forward, swallowing her rising shriek and felt her clit throb and pulse under his fingers as his cock invaded her ass. Fuck she took him so well… big as he was she took him with only hot slick between her thighs in reaction. Christ he'd never met a woman who got aroused just from his prick pushing in her ass. Her first time and she got so hot for it… A minute…just breathe a minute, tease that hot little clit throbbing under his fingers. So fucking tight… Let her adjust… Fuck she was squirming… he was too deep…
Oh mother fucking god she was grinding back to him, taking him deeper, gasping into his mouth…his balls were pressed up against her wet cunt he was in her so deep. "River…oh fuck…" He growled against her mouth. "Beautiful… hold still…"
"No," She snarled back at him. "More. Hard…give it to me. Furyan," Hot dark eyes stared up into his, blue light sparking in their depths. "Need it."
"You'll fucking take what I fucking give you," He growled and pulled her back, her spine to his chest. "Behave…damned…" He took a deep breath, kissing her hungrily before he continued. "Damned if I'll hurt you because you're too fuckin' impatient to let your sweet ass adjust." He grabbed the oil and made sure she was good and slick. Fuck he wanted to move…
"Riddick…" She was nearly whining, and he slid his other hand up and cupped her tit, squeezing it slightly. "Please…please…move…"
Oh holy fuck, Riddick groaned and carefully began to withdraw, inhaling sharply for any hint of pain and breathed in the hot scent of her slick pussy. She was shuddering, his fingers slowly rubbing her clit as he pulled almost all the way out of her tight ass. The oil was doing the trick, no blood, she was stretching around him and he pushed back in just as slowly.
"Please…my Riddick, please…" He loved how she moaned his name. Not Rick, not Richard. Riddick. His name, unmistakable for anything else. "Fuck me…"
He was not going to be able to stop. There was no way. She was tight and hot and she was getting so damn wet while he fucked her ass and played with her clit. "Fuck…River…" He growled. The animal side was about to get out of control. And he wasn't sure he wanted to stop it.
He pulled back again, faster and shoved his dick back in, swallowing her gasp. He did it again and she shuddered hot against him. She was breathing hard, breasts heaving under his hand and he moved his palm to pull on her sweetly budded tits. Her moan echoed in his skull and he shoved his hand between her thighs, pushed three of his fingers up her slick cunt and started to fuck her with them in unison with his cock.
She shrieked into his mouth and he snarled his response, snapping his hips harder, driving into her ass over and over. She was so fucking passionate. "That's it Beautiful," He groaned against her lips. "You want it. Fuckin' take it. Take my cock up your pretty little ass."
"Need it," River mewled. "Fill her… your woman… Give it to me." He could feel her, tightening around his fingers, her clit swollen and hot under his thumb and rubbed it harder, increasing his pace. Fuck he wasn't going to make it… he was going to lose it and he needed her…
"Fuck," Riddick could feel his balls drawing up, wet with her slick, smacking against her with every upward stroke. Tighter, he wasn't going to last… "Play with your tits…pull on those sweet tits for me River."
Her hands were hesitant at first, and he seized upon the distraction, "Harder River. Like you want my hands pulling on them." Firmer then, palms pressing on those gorgeous curves, pulling on the wrinkled tips, rolling them in her fingertips, pulling roughly, "That's it…" He groaned and slammed his hips against her ass. "Fuck… River…"
"Riddick…I…" She was trembling uncontrollably, clenching tight around his fingers, her body trying to meet his thrusts.
"So good… beautiful," He growled against her lips and took her mouth again. Rough, hot, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, dueled with her for control, unable to stop himself, balls twitching, drawing up tight, fuck he ached… Pull hard on her clit and pinch it in desperation.
Mercy…fuck she was so hot, throbbing, pulsing around his hand, ass grinding back to him as she shrieked into his mouth. He'd never felt anything as good as River Tam coming while he fucked her ass, and finally let himself come with a long groan of pleasure, emptying his balls into her and holding her limp body to his before they both fell over.
He'd had the presence of mind to clean them both up, get some cream and rub it into her skin. His solo trip off the boat hadn't been only for courting gifts. Good cleansers cost but they were worth it, cleaning without numbing or stinging her sensitive flesh. Or his for that matter. Condoms were all well and good but better to be safe than sorry. So a cleanser even with the condom. Sooner or later they'd be having full on sex and he wasn't going to risk his woman getting any sort of infection because he didn't want to use a fucking condom when he fucked her ass. Now if they kept going like this, only her ass, she might be able to talk him into not wearing one. The cleansers were good enough for that. But he doubted either of them would last that long without wanting to take the next step. She'd watched him with lazily half-closed eyes and reached for him, pressing a kiss to his mouth. "He takes good care of her," She smiled.
"You're mine." Riddick pulled her over him. "You wanna tell me why now? Haven't even had an official date. Figured to tease you with the idea, see what gets you hot by talking to you about what I wanted to do. Maybe you'd tell me what you liked or thought about. Didn't think you'd be begging me for that before we even fucked."
"Needed…something… the animal craved you taking, possessing me, needed you inside me. Dreams promised pleasure, his experience makes it a certainty. Trust you," She shrugged. "My Furyan trusts me."
"Well yeah," He shrugged back at her.
"Then he will lay back and let her kneel," She straddled him with a smile so wicked it ought to be against the law. He'd seen a milder version of that smile in his dreams. Dreams that had to be sent by Shirah they were so damn real. Fuck she was too damned perfect. Better than a dream.
"Tián mì de xié 'è cào," Riddick knew it was a tell, he only cursed in Chinese when he could think. Instincts riding him, like having his woman demand to have her gorgeous ass fucked, he reverted to his default language. Of course, thinking meant he was trying to figure out if she was serious.
"Yī běn zhèng jīng," She was answering his thoughts again, even if he didn't understand what she was saying. "Deadly earnest." She translated for him, "My qīn 'ài."
"Pretty gone on you," He admitted with no small amount of chagrin. He'd never thought he'd ever have to think about feelings like this. Hell he'd needed Jack to tell him he was falling for River, if not already fallen.
"She is already gone on him. Have been since he spoke to her like a person. Young body, old mind, no way to physically express her affections, not without making him feel like a pervert. But now," River smiled at him and backed down his legs, studying his body intently. "He is so…" She licked her lips and he groaned as the blood began to drain to his groin, stiffening his cock completely. Not that he'd been uninterested before, half erect was a state he was rapidly coming to associate with River in his bunk (hell around River period). "She thinks he is the most handsome, muscular… beautiful man. Her Furyan. Warrior."
He might have been watching a serpent, couldn't take his eyes off her as River wrapped her hand around him and licked her lips again. "Holy fuck River," His strangled reaction as she licked the head and surrounded it with her mouth was hardly articulate. That mouth, sucking the head, licking her way down his shaft, trying to take all of him in her mouth… he was too big but damn she was giving it a fucking good try, her hands stroking the base of him while her mouth bobbed up and down.
"Fuck…beautiful… I'm not gonna last…" He tried to warn her. Years. It had been years since he'd had anything close to this. And now, his woman, his beautiful innocent inexperienced woman, wanted to do this… it was too much.
"She wants his seed on her," River lifted her head to look at him through the darkness, eyes glowing a bit more. "She wants to taste his jīng, wants it on her skin. Mark her." She sucked hard on the head of his dick after making her demand and he groaned.
"River…" He clenched his teeth and his hands fisted in the sheets. "Oh fuck…River…" She was sucking her way up and down his cock, over and over, and he struggled for control.
"Let go Furyan," She licked him again and he groaned. Shooting on her face like a fucking jerkoff teenager was not what he wanted. "Want to make you fall… make you come." Over and over she sucked up and down his dick until he was using every bit of his will to hold back. "Want your cum on my skin."
What she did next was purely evil, leaning over him and pushing her gorgeous tits around his dick surrounding him in soft flesh and sucking on the head with her gorgeous mouth. "Oh fuck…fuck River… Beautiful…I gotta… Fuck…" He lost it, erupting in hot aching bursts over her chest once she released him from her mouth. She sat, straddling his legs and drew her finger across her dripping cum covered tits and lifted it to her mouth, sucking it clean, tasting him.
"Jesus fucking Christ you're so goddamn beautiful," He was still panting like he was an idiot kid. What was it about her that he lost control so easily? She was adorably smug, rubbing his seed into her chest, before rising to wipe up the excess with a washcloth at the sink in the corner. He loved that after they'd been screwing around she'd walk around naked in front of him. She might still be shy taking her clothes off but an orgasm later and she forgot that.
"He is somewhat biased," She smiled and rinsed the cloth setting it to drip dry over the faucet before padding back to the bed and straddling him again.
"Nope," He raised himself up on his elbows. "Never seen anyone more beautiful." He smirked at her, just out of his reach, "C'mere and I'll prove it."
She giggled softly, "Should be resting."
"I'll sleep when I'm dead," He growled and grabbed her, flipping/ their positions so she was under him. "I want to hear you moaning my name again." Her hands stroked over his skull, soft and still strong.
"Should look at the time before he begins," She smiled up at him, soft and trusting.
A glance at the chrono told him they had only an hour left before he had to be up. At this point he'd kill to be inside her, but if she wasn't ready he wasn't going to push her.
"Not enough time," River sighed regretfully. "She must go before he is required to be awake. Avoid the Captain and the merc with the girl's name."
"Wèi le cào yuán gù," He groaned and made himself get off of her. "Thinking of getting a bigger bed. Could find a fold up."
"Needs something wider than the width of his shoulders and longer than three inches short of his height," River agreed. "Could look on the cortex, have one ordered through the post."
"Hmm…" He kissed her and began to help her get dressed. "You know, much as I love this, if you don't feel like fooling around, all you need to do is say so Beautiful. I'm happy to have you here so we can talk in private. I'll be trying to kiss you and touch you, but we don't always gotta have sex. Even our version of sex."
Her smile before she kissed him was radiant. "She would tell him if she did not want xìng ' ài…physical intimacy." Graceful hands gathered up her hair and began to braid it back, "But whenever she sees him, feels his mind, hears his thoughts, she becomes hào sè." Her blush was a thing of beauty as she translated, "To desire sex. But only with him. No interest in other men."
"Yeah," Riddick pulled her closer and kissed her again. "Same goes for me."
"He has no interest in other men?" She giggled at him and he grinned.
"Nope. Never have been. Not interested in other women anymore either."
"She treasures his company," River's fingers touched her lips and pressed the tips to his lips. "Will see her Furyan at breakfast. Will be discreet but some touching. Gradual enlightenment of the crew."
"I'll try to behave myself."
It was harder than he thought. River was in her seat at the table and the urge to stoop down and press his mouth to hers was damn near irresistible. Heat just burned in his chest when she smiled at him, sweet dark eyes, "Zǎo shang hǎo Ào dé xiū sī. Lóng Wáng."
"Good morning beautiful," He could glean Odysseus from her pronunciation as he grabbed some tea and took a seat beside her, running a hand down her spine and rubbing gently. "So how do you say Penelope in Chinese?"
"Proper name, not a title of an epic…no correct translation," She shook her head.
Fuck she was just gorgeous, even in mismatched clothes, hair back in that big knot, he'd take her over Inara or Zoë any day of the week. Riddick leaned in, silently determined to steal a kiss and was given a quick shake of the head and a flick of her eyes towards the engine room. Simon's tread on the stairs two seconds later answered why she denied him, and he growled to himself.
"Wèi le cào yuán gù," Deep breaths, wait it out. Once the job was done they were going out for the shopping trip. He could pick up a few things too. Add in some courting behavior. Offer River his arm the way Simon did any lady. Keep her close.
Her hand on his thigh nearly made him drop the goddamn mug of tea, "Lóng Wáng, very good to her." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek as she stood and brought something back from the stove on two plates. "Tried to do something nice for him."
She'd attempted to cook. He was well and truly gone because he actually thought it was cute that she'd managed to make plain old protein look almost inedible. She couldn't be good at everything. Her slightly pouting lower lip told him she didn't find her efforts as enjoyable as he did.
Cobb came in and wrinkled his nose, "Smells like rotten eggs." He hunted through the cupboards and ignored Simon's efforts to get a protein packet, pushing past the Doctor and taking a seat with his own cobbled together meal.
River glared at the merc and Riddick gave her a smile. It was perfectly edible, you couldn't spoil protein, it just smelled weird, "Hey." He rubbed her back affectionately, "Trust me. I've eaten worse." He forked up a bite and chewed. It really wasn't all that bad. It tasted better than it smelled and it was filling. It looked like she'd put some rice and mixed it with egg protein and paprika and some salt.
"Meant to be chili," She mumbled. Simon manfully looked in the skillet and brought it over to the table, smiling at his sister.
"It can't taste worse than what I made before Ariel," He reminded her.
"Could," She ate glumly.
"Girl's supposed ta be a gorram genius, cain't even cook," Cobb rolled his eyes.
Jack entered the galley on the heels of that remark, fists clenching but she managed to not say anything to the merc, "River, you mind if Simon and I split what's left? I got some old bread. Maybe toast it and add some pepper?"
Mal came down from the bridge after setting the boat down, "Something smells…interesting." He finished upon seeing Riddick's glare and River's unhappy face.
"That what you call smellin' worse'n crotch," Cobb sneered as he ate his food and gulped his coffee.
"Hey, ain't everyone grown up learning to cook," Mal pointed at him. "An' when you're at this table you keep a civil tongue in your head." He leaned over the table and looked at the mess in the pan. "River, think you made the mistake of not mixing the egg protein first, and then adding the rice. Just makes it smell funny, don't actually mess with the food value of it."
Jack brought the toasted bread over with the plates and handed Mal and Simon theirs and sat, "Mal, don't you got a little cheese somewhere?" She looked at the Captain. "You were jokin' about wine and cheese last night?"
"Lemme look," Mal had that 'where did I put it' look on his face and River giggled.
Her finger pointed to a cold storage cabinet at Mal's eye level behind him, "Piece of cheese from Ser Warrick Harrow."
"Somethin's…" Kaylee stopped speaking as she came into the galley and took in the situation, including the half-eaten food on Riddick and River's plates. "Oh, forgot to mix the egg protein?"
River nodded glumly and Riddick ignored everyone else for a moment and put his hand under her chin, "Hey. Ain't like you tried to poison me Beautiful." His thumb rubbed over her lower lip affectionately, "You can't be good at everything straight off."
"Excellent at cooking real food," She muttered softly. "Protein is…counterintuitive." He barely stopped himself from kissing her, pressing his lips to her forehead at the last minute and inhaling the scent of her.
He was vividly aware of Simon's arched eyebrows, Mal's thoughtful look, Kaylee's smile and Jack acting as if this was perfectly normal. The merc, typically, snorted in derision, "Told ya he weren't ta be trusted 'round decent folks." Well hell, this could be a problem.
Author's Note: So…Riddick isn't exactly acting the epitome of restraint. But at the same time, he's used to everything good in his life getting taken away. So maybe his version of patience doesn't have the same definition as ours. But he is doing his best. And quite frankly River isn't complaining. Both of them are kind of like...carpe diem.
And I did warn you about his language right?
Chinese Translations:
Xiè xie (to thank / thanks / thank you)
qīn 'ài (dear / beloved / darling)
pì gu (butt)
diǎo (cock)
Āi yā (interjection of wonder, shock or admiration)
jīng (essence / extract / vitality / energy / semen / sperm)
Tián mì de xié 'è cào (sweet unholy fuck)
Yī běn zhèng jīng (in deadly earnest / deadpan)
Wèi le cào yuán gù (For fuck's sake)
xìng ' ài (sex / lovemaking)
hào sè (to want sex / given to lust / lecherous / lascivious / horny)
Zǎo shang hǎo (Good morning)
Ào dé xiū sī (Odysseus)
Lóng Wáng (Dragon King (mythology))
Quote Sources:
For where thou art, there is the world itself, And where thou art not, desolation. - Henry VI Part II – William Shakespeare