Chapter 17.

I spend the entire morning outside reading. It was so peaceful being here, Jack sitting beside me, making me feel safe too. I could not help myself when every few minutes my mind wandered to Riddick and his behaviour towards me. He was truly keeping his word of being gentle with me. He seemed to be obsessed with me. He was so dominant, but in a good way. It made me feel wrong admitting that, but it was the way I felt about it. I blushed thinking about how he would take me, his hands all over my body and his strong body so warm above mine…

'I sure hope that I am responsible for that blush on your face,' I suddenly heard. I dropped the book to the ground and looked up. Of course he would choose this moment to show up. His grin was expanding.

'If not, the one who is responsible has to die.' I leaned down to pick up my book and held it to my chest. Jack barked as Riddick came closer. I just knew I reddened even more.

'Riddick,' I responded, not sure what to add to answer his question.

'That's right baby, I am the only one who can make you blush like that.' He walked until he stood right before me, his head cocked to the side, taking me in.

'You have been here all morning?' he asked me, squatting before me, his broad thighs surrounding me. I nodded, holding the book even more strongly to my chest. He extended a hand to touch my cheek, stroking me softly.

'You're cold. Colder than I'd like you to be.' He was so close. I softly sighed, taking the hand on my cheek in my hands. I did not meant to stop him from touching me, I just wanted to hold him. And the look in his eyes told me he understood.

'Way too cold,' he muttered. He shook his head and scooped me up in his arms. I yelped from the sudden movement and placed my arm around his shoulder.

'Afraid I will drop you, little Hazel?' he teased me. I gave him a look, what made him chuckle as he carried me inside. Instead of the living room or bedroom he carried me inside the kitchen. There was no one there.

'I'm starving,' he said, placing me on the counter, his body instantly between my legs. I nodded.

'Me too,' I answered. But when he hungrily kissed me I understood he had not been talking about food. He deepened the kiss and I felt his hands wander over my torso. Within seconds he had removed my coat and I suddenly heard a zipper. I realised it was mine. I broke the kiss, not to stop him, but the situation was just surreal, and so new to me.

'What is it baby?' he asked me, kissing my jaw and neck. I shuddered. Leave it to Riddick to fuck me on top of the counter.

'We are in the kitchen,' I said breathlessly. Riddick chuckled.

'I am aware of that.' He was not stopping though. He moved my hips enough to shove my jeans down my legs and pulled my shirt up so his hands found my breasts and kneaded them.

'Riddick,' I moaned when I felt a finger entering me gently. He had shoven my panties to the side, fingering me slowly.

'That's it baby, come for me,' he grunted. His voice was deep and filled with lust as he brushed my clit with his thumb, making me shudder even more. I felt a rush of wetness escape me.

'You were thinking about me, weren't you,' he teased me, adding a finger. I moaned and closed my eyes. I softly kissed his neck. It was so strange to be wanting to kiss him. It felt so wrong and right at the same time. The moment my lips touched his neck, he cursed loudly, moaned deeply and then brought his hands on his jeans, opening his zipper.

'Hazel, little minx.' I felt his member against my crotch and I shivered in anticipation. I had both my arms around his neck for support, now gently biting the skin I found there. He pulled my panties aside again, this time using his member to tease me. He was not entering me yet. His thumb was stroking my clit again, his member gliding through my folds.

'Almost there Hazel. I can feel it. I can smell it. Come for me.' I didn't know why, but his words made me come hard and long. He kissed my cheeks, neck and jaw. He kept rubbing my clit until I rode out my orgasm. He used this time of relaxation on my part to push himself inside of me. I was feeling only bliss and then fullness. This angle made me tight, but it was not painful. He stopped when he was as deep as he could go, keeping his hips still, his forehead against mine. I had closed my eyes. It was all just so intense.

'Tell me how it feels Hazel,' he commanded me. I shivered and took a deep breath.

'Tell me.' I licked my lips and opened my eyes, watching his silver ones right before mine.

'You feel wonderful, please move,' I breathlessly said. His chuckle was loud and turned into a growl as he pulled himself from within me, starting a pace I enjoyed. His hands pulled me towards him, entering me as deep as he could. I moaned, he groaned even harder, going even faster when he was beginning to lose himself. I gripped him harder as he started an even faster pace, using my nails to bring him close. He growled, spilling himself inside of me. We were both panting and sweating.

'Hazel, Hazel.' I wondered where he had found the strength to speak at all. I was still catching my breath.

'So there ís a wild side to you, hmm?' he taunted me, turning so I could see the red stripes on his neck. Stripes I had made, gripping him with my nails.

My eyes grew wide.

'Oh. Riddick I'm sorry. I never meant to.' he shushed me, placing a finger to my lips.

'I like it, I like it a lot. Now let's get clean, I do have another client this afternoon.' He pulled me from the counter. I pulled my jeans up, zipping the zipper exactly the same time he zipped his. He took my hand and guided me towards the stairs.

Walking up I curiously watched this enormous man beside me. I had no clue what was going on in his mind and what his motives were, but I knew I started to like him a little better each and every day.

Soooo I am thinking about ending this story somewhere in the next chapters. I feel like the tension between them, the exciting tension is gone, at least for me. She is starting to like the big bad beast. What more does she need? Do you agree, or not? Let me know!