She felt the ship jerk slightly and then settle; a few seconds later she heard the clinking of Johns' boots on the cold metal floor. He hadn't stopped staring at her since Johns left them alone last. Penetrating her soul, she felt her skin burn under his gaze and was more than happy when Johns returned. Although, that slight sliver of silver lining was soon replaced with deep dark edges.
"Stand up." He unlocked the shackles from her feet and then her wrists. When she refused to stand he sighed and pulled her up by her arm. Turning her around he quickly re-cuffed her hands behind her. With her back against his chest she felt him nuzzle his nose into her neck. When she felt his hot breath on her ear she went ridged with fear.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Her voice was laced with both anger and panic.
"I'm gonna be in cryo-sleep for 41 weeks sweetheart. I just want to have a little fun before we go under." His hand began to rub small circles on her stomach. "They are doing scans on the ship right now so we won't be disturbed for another hour at least." She shuddered when he nibbled her neck.
"No." She twisted her shoulders trying to get away from him but he grabbed her hard and forced her back against him.
"The choice isn't yours sweetheart." He pulled a syringe from his hip pocket and held it in front of her face. "Do I have to use this or are you gonna be a good girl?"
Her stomach rolled when she saw what dangled in front of her face. Eyes wide with excitement she tried to pull her mind away from what it was. She had just gotten over the most painful experience of her life and she already wanted it more than air. Pulling all of her will power to the surface she turned her face away from the tempting metal tip. "Not here." She glanced around where Riddick sat staring. "Not in front of him."
Johns laughed and turned her to face him. "He ain't gonna do nothing but watch darlin'." He ran his tongue along her bottom lip. "But we'll leave if it makes you feel better." He drug her out of the holding area and shoved her against the wall outside the door. He wasted no time and quickly unbuttoned her pants and shoving them to her knees. Pushing her shirt up to her neck he quickly unhooked her bra while he pulled himself out of his pants. He whispered into her ear while he drove into her. "I love the way you feel around me baby." He moved his mouth to her breast and sucked feverishly. "Have you missed me baby?"
She closed her eyes and tried to block it out but she couldn't. His hips bucked into her with enough force to make a loud smacking sound against the wall. Tears pressed against the backs of her eye lids but she kept them from falling. She wasn't gonna cry in front of him. She wouldn't let him see what he did to her, how much pain he inflicted.
"On your knees." He forced her shoulders down until she stood kneeling before him. "I want you to suck me off baby and if you bite I'll wake you from cryo every week so you can pay me back." He smiled down at her and then shoved into her mouth hard enough to cause her to gag. "Oh god yes." His head flew back in pleasure. "I'm gonna cum and I want you to swallow every last ounce." He moaned it loudly and reluctantly she obliged.
He heard them outside the door, heard the thumping as Johns railed her into the wall. Realization that she hadn't been truly honest with him about her and Johns' relationship hit him when he saw the way her body tensed at the sight of that syringe. 'So that's how you like to play huh Johns? You get her all drugged up so she doesn't know who or what she's fucking. And you said I was the animal.' He heard him tell her to get on her knees and a growl emitted from Riddick. He didn't like the girl but she didn't deserve that. When he heard Johns tell her to swallow he pulled against his restraints.
She swallowed and immediately wanted to retch. He pulled her to her feet and fastened her pants while shoving her back into the holding area. After strapping her in he left to prepare for undocking. When she heard his footsteps fade she leaned to her right and emptied her stomach of him.
"Stupid fuck," she was talking to herself. "I'll gut you like the pig you are." He face was hot and her heart pounded against her chest. Riddick watched as a animal slowly rose to the surface.
He chuckled to himself as he watched her try to fight back her demons. It was a losing battle and he knew it. For years Riddick has fought that same battle and lost every time. He knows what it's like to lose control, to fall victim to your own soul. He also knows that once it marks its pray, the beast never gives up the hunt.
Twenty minutes later Johns came back in. He was loaded with a gauge, two blasters, and a baton. First he unlocked Carla and took her into the cargo hold of the Hunter-Gratzner and then he locked Riddick into a special transport chamber. Soon a nurse from med lab came around and made sure everyone was ok and then put them under. Carla didn't fight it, she let the black cloud of cryo envelope her but not before seeing Johns wink at her and lick his lips and not before promising herself that he would never touch her again.