Chapter 7.

The next morning I felt more rested. I woke to an empty bed, a running shower telling me where, the intimidating Furyan called Riddick, was. I sat up and found my clothes. I still felt the stinging sensation between my legs. But it was growing less painful. I sighed in relief. I walked towards the window and stared outside.

There really was nothing to be seen. The sun was slowly making its way up the skyline, the trees slowly moving in the wind.

I froze when I heard the water no more and turned, watching a poorly dried Riddick walking back inside the bedroom, as naked as the day he was born. Even hanging down, his manhood was frightening.

I quickly looked away, turning myself to star outside once more. His chuckle made me blush, but I kept standing there, not turning to face him, instead staring outside.

'Get over here,' he spoke. I swallowed and closed my eyes. Was this how my life was going to be from here on out?

I ever so slowly turned, looking at the floor. He cleared his throat.

'It won't do for you not to obey me, Mia,' he added. HIs voice was demanding, and hard. I took a few steps in his direction, not seeing he took a step in mine too, because I was still watching the floor. So when his hand shot out to grip my chin, I startled. He was gently enough, but I had not seen it coming.

'You won't linger in front of the windows. You will stay away from them. Am I clear?' he asked. It was another demand. I was shaking from the intensity of his gaze and whispered a small yes. He nodded and released my chin, turning to grab his cargo pants, quickly stepping into them.

'We will need more food soon.' I watched him as he grabbed his shirt, not knowing what he wanted me to say to that statement. I watched as he slowly sat down on the bed.

'When?' I asked then, no longer liking the silence between us. He let his hand glide over the top of his head, watching me.

'A few days, maybe the day after tomorrow.' I swallowed.

'Oh,' was all I could say. I knew what he had said to me the day before, about taking me with him, or leaving me here, but not before he would have taken me again.

'I'll need to fix my wapens for a bit, you can shower, then meet me downstairs.' He watched me nod and then he stood. Before walking out the room he stepped closer and pulled me within his arms. His lips were coming closer, before I felt them being pressed to mine. He gently licked my upper lip, teasing me gently. I felt his hand gliding through my hair. His other hand was around my waist, making way for my behind, which he grabbed, making me gasp. He instantly took the opportunity to deepened the kiss. His tongue easily dominated mine, and he only ended the kiss because I was so out of breath.

'Better get to that shower, before I ravish you right here on the floor,' he growled. I froze at the sound of his voice and took a step back. He grinned and then left me alone.

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I had enjoyed the warmth of the shower and slowly walked down the stairs, Riddick was in the kitchen, a few really big knives laying on the kitchen table.

'All done, little angel?' came his deep voice. He didn't even turn around, still he had heard me entering. I walked a little closer, not comfortable being around so much wapens. Where had he been hiding them? I had not seen them on him before.

'Yes,' I answered. He turned as I didn't met him at the table, his silver eyes watching me curiously.

'They don't bite.' I swallowed.

'I don't like wapens,' I answered. He cocked his head to the side. That he suddenly stood and turned, walking towards me made me take a step back.

'You'll start to appreciate them when they are all that stands between you, me and someone trying to kill us,' he spoke, walking around me, sniffing me. I placed my arms in front of my chest, feeling small being circled by someone as big as he.

'I scare you still,' he stated. I made myself even smaller.

'You smell divine, little angel.'

I noticed his eyes seemed different, darker. He sniffed me some more and then I felt his hand on my hair, letting the strand slip between his fingers. I then felt his hand on my shirt, tugging at the material.

'Take it off.' The order was clear, but the words froze me to my spot.

'You said you would wait for me to heal,' I protested. But I didn't move as he used both his hands to pull the shirt over my head. His hands then where on my pants, removing them swiftly, leaving me only in my panties.

He started encircling me once more.

'You are not bleeding anymore. I know this because I would have been able to smell it. I do smell your fear. Which increases by the second, by the way.'

I closed my eyes, not liking his words. Why was he acting like this?

When I felt his hands on my breasts I shortly met his gaze, seeing he seemed more animal than ever.

'Please don't hurt me,' I pleaded softly.

It seemed as if he awakened a bit, he took a few steps backwards, and shoved his knives to the side of the table, then turning to face me.

'Get over here, now.' If was a growl, so deep I instantly obeyed. He nodded in approval.

'Good girl.' He took my hips in his hands as he lifted me to the table and placed my behind on it. Instantly pushing me on my back. I gasped but he placed a hand on my stomach, keeping me perfectly in place.

'Your smell… It's calling to me.' I had no clue what he was going on about, but when he ripped my panties of me I cried a little louder. He had promised he would not hurt me, and go slow, but he seemed like a starved animal, almost losing all control over himself.

'Please,' I said again, crying this time. He flexed the hand on my stomach, but it stayed right there, keeping me in place firmly.

His tongue felt good, despite my fear. He gave me a few long licks, before he probed me with his tongue. He entered me as deep as he could. I shuddered on the table. It was not long before I felt his tongue suckle on my clit as he slowly let one finger explore me further. He was not entering me yet.

I balled my fist beside my body on the table, bracing myself for the worst. I knew how he felt inside of me, how painful it would be to take him in once more. I shuddered on the table, crying softly as he ever so slowly let his finger enter me. He did not even go deep, he just entered me the tiniest bit.

'Please stop, please,' I tried again. I felt how his finger disappeared, but still braced myself for the pain to come. What I had not expected was him pulling me up and pulling me close, his eyes right before mine.

'This morning, I smelled another male outside.' I shuddered, tears blurring my vision, though his silver eyes were hard to miss.

'I won't run,' I managed to say. He remained completely still.

'I need you to smell like you are mine. I can only do that one way.' I noticed his eyes where still darker then normal.

'I am afraid,' I said, my fists before my chest balled against his chest.

'I will go slow,' he offered. I swallowed and felt more tears run down my cheeks. He moved to open his pants but my shaking hand on his stopped him for the moment. His eyes looked sharp, meeting mine.

'Not like this, please,' I pleaded. He watched me, unsure.

'Upstairs then.' I shook but managed to nod. I was terrified, but I'd rather be on a soft bed then in between knives. He pulled me in his arms and with long strides he was upstairs, kicking the bedroom door open en placing me in the middle of the bed.

He undid his pants and removed his shirt. He was naked within seconds and crawled onto the bed. He had never been more intimidating to me as in that moment. I truly felt like I was the prey he was about to devour.

'Open your legs,' he ordered. It reminded me so much about the last time I had been in this position, that I cried even more. I felt his big, warm hands on my knees, pulling them apart. I shivered some more as he laid himself in between my legs, his cock heavy on my belly.

I held my breath as I waited for him to ram himself inside of me, but I felt nothing. I almost shrieked as I felt his tongue lick my tears away gently. His hands massaged my breasts.

'It will be better than when I deflowered you, my angel. I will still go slow and be careful with you.' He slowly brought his finger inside of me, fingering me gentle.

'So tight still,' he murmured. I swallowed hardly, feeling him adding a finger. When he brought his mouth down there too I gripped the sheets hard.

He kissed me down there, hard as I shuddered. His strong arms kept me right in place as he licked me harder and harder. I felt myself grow wet and feared it, for it meant he would want to enter me with his cock very soon.

He drove me over the edge and I shuddered and moaned as he kept fingering and licking me though me entire orgasm.

'No male will see you and not smell me on you. I will fill you every day. You will enjoy it. Believe me my little mate.' He pulled his fingers from within me and brought his mouth back to mine, kissing me deeply. I felt the weight of his cock on my stomach and gripped his arms, afraid to the bone.

'I can enter you like this, or on your stomach, like last time. I will let you choose this time, for I can smell your nerves and fear rising still.'

Uncertain, I watched him, not sure how to make him understand I just did not want to be entered at all.

'Please,' I tried again. He sighed. He placed me on my side and lined himself up behind me. He pulled my leg up and I felt his cock against my opening. I closed my eyes tightly. I felt him kiss my neck as he kept my leg up, giving him access to enter me. He slowly pushed inside of me, just a little bit. I kept my breath, waiting for the pain. He stilled, then pulled himself from within me.

'Keep breathing,' he told me, kissing my neck some more, before he probed me again. I was surprised he still went as slow as before. But this time he pushed himself in all the way. Making me hiss. It was not as painful as before, but it was not pleasant either.

'It hurts,' I cried out. He pulled me close, stilling behind me.

'It needs to be done, my angel.' He pulled himself from within me before he pushed back inside of me. He started a slow pace, what was hard for him, as he growled behind me. Suddenly he pulled himself out of me, and I sighed in relief.

'On your knees.' He ordered. I watched him fearfully. His gaze softened a bit.

'My seed will go deeper that way. I will try to go slow.' He took my hips in his hands and moved me himself. He placed a pillow under my stomach. Before I knew it I felt his cock again, entering me even more easily this time.

He had been right, He went much deeper this way, what also meant it was more painful for me. He went slow, like he said, but it was not pleasant nonetheless. He growled and started a quicker pace. I no longer made a sound, I just laid before him, crying silent tears. I prayed he would finish soon.

When he did he growled loudly. pushing himself in as deep as he could go. I tried to move away, feeling him hit something inside of me, but his hands kept me right in place.

'Keep still,' he ordered. I cried and did as he told,waiting for him to pull himself from within me. But he just sat behind me, even though he had grown soft within me. I then felt his fingers on my clit.

'I want to feel you come around me. I need it.' He growled in my ear as he started rubbing me at a steady pace. I felt the longer he rubbed me, the harder his cocked grew.

'You hurt me, please pull out!' I spoke. He ignored me and rubbed me even faster. I felt him pull his now hard again cock from within me, before he turned me on my back once more and hovered over me.

'You have filled me, please stop,' I pleaded. He bowed down to kiss me.

'You need more.' He entered me again, this time his fingers in between us. He went on in a steady pace until I orgasmed against his fingers, his cock as deep as he could go in this position, once more filling me and hitting something within me.

'You are to big,' I cried softly. He kept me close as he spent himself completely and I felt his eight on me, even though he still leaned on his arms.

'Now you are filled properly. My seed will help you heal too.' He wiped my tears away and kissed my eyes.

'I will make you feel better with the oil later, for now we will remain like this. I again felt his soft cock inside of me, but he kept me close nonetheless, his manhood still deep inside of me.

'Rest for now, my angel.'