She hates you. You've finally done it. You fucked up, says the voice of reason inside my head.
I'm looking out into the blackness of space and I see nothing. I have nothing because I fucked up and did it.
You didn't do anything. My beast growls piping up now that I'm alone.
Didn't I? I kissed her. I didn't have to. But I did. I danced with her, let her touch me, let her tease me.
You love it. you loved every second of it. It growls.
I can't deny that her touch sends me into a mood that I've never felt before. Sure, I get horny just like the next guy but this is different. I see Jack for so much more than her body offers as a diversion. She's special, and I treated her like a whore.
I'm a sick fuck.
She kissed you first you know. My beast defends.
True, but that was a dare and didn't count.
Yes, it all counts he contends and partially he's right. Every touch, every kiss, every innuendo, it all counts. She's supposed to be off limits.
She wants you. it growls.
I want her. I think in a way I've always wanted her. Back on T2, I saw Fry and thought what a fine piece of ass she was, but Jack was different. She saw me and wasn't afraid. That says a lot. And over the years, when I would get word from holy man, he'd tell me how she was growing up, how she never forgot about me, and that he knew that something connected us. I blew him off. But there is something. I can't deny that anymore.
I'm setting a course for the Meterora System, far from prying eyes, so I can figure this out. I need to make her understand that I'm too dangerous for her to be around. I also have to get some time to figure out how I'm gonna kill that bastard. I'll kill them all. I don't care how many. I won't give her up, not now, not ever.
I'm not making any fucken sense.
She's the only thing in this whole fucked up universe that matters and now I fucked even that up by kissing her, tasting her.
XXX
"Riddick!!!" she screamed and in the deep silence of the night, it felt like a shiv against his heart.
Her room was dark and he threw off his goggles and ran to her. He lifted her to her feet and carried her to his room, staggering some in the darkness. She was shaking so badly that he took no time whatsoever in settling her I his bed, wiping the tears from her face. She flinched against his touch, and he groaned. He shivered, not feeling anything but her skin, not being able to think of anything else than having her, touching her.
When he went to leave her she pulled his bad arm, grabbing hard and making him wince. "Don't go please."
Inside he argued whether or not it was a good idea to stay and he growled at himself for fighting. He pulled her onto his lap and rocked her letting her cry again, hearing those racking cries once more until her body was exhausted and weary.
"He told me once that he would be the only man to touch me. That he would keep me locked up with his other wives and there I would stay, never seeing you or Imam. He knew about you Riddick. He said he would have sent you back to the slam if I didn't submit. I don't want you to go away. If he saw you and I together, he said he would have men sent to kill you. I don't want to lose you again, not when I have touched you, talked to you, been near you I can't…I won't…"
She cried and sobbed again. Faisal Mohammed was a dead man. So was that bitch Ziza. How could I ever let them abuse her like that? He thought feeling the torment inside so horribly that he wanted to die and he felt so hot, so dry inside and couldn't stop his heart from slamming against his chest.
"That is never gonna happen Jack. EVER Do you hear me? I will not give you up to anyone. We can change the idents on this ship, on ourselves. Forget he exists. He's never gonna touch you again." he growled loudly looking directly into her tear stained eyes.
"He's just so bad, he reminded me of my dad. He likes them young, you know. Younger than me. But there's the law. He likes to torture his wives. My dad made me wish I was a boy because of the way he looked at me, Faisal looks at me the same way. That's why I left, because he looked at me that way. Funny how I ended up on that transport. Look at me now, still wishing I looked like a boy."
His face was against her chest and he listened to her heart beating, and felt his own erratic pulse. He cursed himself for wanting her even at her most vulnerable.
He removed her boots and socks not speaking but feeling like he shouldn't be touching her. He sat with her still in his arms as she curled up against him so quiet he thought she was asleep. He murmured something and her head looked down and she saw his face resting against her chest, his eyes closed.
"What did you say Riddick?" she whispered caressing his head.
He felt oddly vulnerable and wished he had kept his mouth shut.
"I said," he replied through his teeth because he knew that she would have made it a point to taunt him about it and he was just too damn tired to listen, "I'm glad your not a boy."
He groaned while she chuckled.
"You are, are you?" she said laughing. It was like music to his ears. "And why is that, you think?"
He moved her off his lap before his own desires betrayed him before he could speak. "Shut up kid. Lay down and go to sleep. We've got two weeks before we hit the next system and I have a star jump or two before that. Sleep in my bed. You'll end up here anyway."
"What about you?" she asked him knowing it was true.
"I'll live." He said feeling dizzy and tired.
"I don't blame you. I want you to know that. Not for leaving me, not for killing those men like I asked you, not even for the way you push me away. You did what you had to do, I understand that. Don't forgo sleep because of me."
"Sleep a while. I'll check on you later." He said gruffly.
"I will." She told him grabbing his pillow and holding it against her.
It wouldn't be the first time he slept in his pilot's chair nor would it be the first time he'd dreamed of her since their reunion. He looked at the sleeping form in his bed and thanked Imam's god that she was safe.
It was the first time that he noticed large droplets of blood down the hallway. Damn, he thought, but suddenly didn't care.