Remember me yet?
Sequel to 'Black with Blue.'
Summary: Riddick rescued Jack from the whore house/medical testing facility she was in but she doesn't remember him. Determined to make her remember him, he struggles with the urge to make her his, in all ways.
Jack's POV
His arms wrap around me gently as he sucks my neck, his eyes glowing.
His hand strokes me gently yet I feel the strength held back.
He says my name gently, like he was caressing a sacred object, "Jack."
I sit bolt upright so fast the room spins. I'm drenched in sweat. I never see his face, yet I always know who it is. It's my rescuer, Richard B. Riddick.
I'm so confused, why would the most wanted man in the galaxy rescue me? What would he want with me?
I can almost remember, but than my head starts to ache, and I have to struggle not to lapse into my Scottish brogue.
He seems so determined to make me remember what happened on T2. What the hell happened that he wants me to remember? Fuck, I'd like nothing better than to forget my little jaunt to hell.
I told him so, and he got a grim look on his face. Than he told me to go back to sleep.
That's another thing; you'd think he'd be shoving me into my own room. No, I sleep in his room, in his bed. You'd think he'd want me out of his life.
Especially since I always wake up A) wrapped around him, or B) like I just did, or worse C) both. He always pushes me to tell him what I dream of.
Do I look like I have a waking death wish? Sure my subconscious might be trying to get me killed, but I don't. How does one tell the most notorious killer in the known galaxy that you're having erotic dreams of him? And live afterwards.
Funny thing is I think I could get away with it.
I know he can smell my arousal every time I wake up, that's part of the reason I keep pushing for my own room. First time I woke up like that I was wrapped around him like I was a blanket. Only his grip on my waist kept me from bolting.
So of course he demands to know what I'm dreaming about, I say no. He flips us over so I'm on the bottom and than asks me again. Problem, that's the position we were in, in my dream.
The gods of irony and embarrassing circumstances love me.
Because currently I'm wrapped around him like a blanket, sitting on his crotch and straddling his waist, he's sitting up and our faces are inches apart.
Thank you to whoever looks after me for letting us be the only ones on the ship.
He slowly blinks his glowing mercury eyes. He looks like a giant cat when he does that.
"What were you dreaming about?"
Translation: who are you dreaming about?
"I didn't see his face."
He rumbles deep in the back of his throat. He does not like that answer.
"That's not what I asked."
"That's what you meant."
He rumbles again, deeper and more threatening. For some reason, I'm not scared.
If he finds out that he's the one I'm dreaming off, that will be another story.
Riddick's POV
He doesn't like how she always dodges his questions. She's had the dreams that had her smelling so damn aroused for a week now.
Every time she wakes up before she says his name. Every time he asks her what she dreamt of. Every time she says she didn't see his face.
His animal growls every time and urges him to fuck her until he's all that she remembers, all she dreams off.
Times like this weren't all that helpful. It was taking all his self control not to take her than and there and her squirming wasn't helping.
As it was, he couldn't stop his hands from clapping onto her hips. She freezes and he smells the stink of fear before it's carefully suppressed.
It works like a bucket of cold water. She fears him.
The animal in his head demands that he kiss her and show her that she needs not fear him. He growls back and says that that'll only make her fear him more.
The animal growls and says that humans are too complex, mating is mating. And didn't he prove that she was his on that planet.
He responds, as he lets her go and watches her scramble away that he was going to leave her and the others.
It snarls, as she leaves the room, that he never considered it he had given Fry her chance to rejoin the human race herself.
He tells his animal to shut up as he hears the water in the bathroom start to run.
Riddick sighs. This was harder than it had seemed when he'd rescued her.
The fact that she had no clue what she did to him just made things worse.