Yay! I have updated, and I hope this chapter is worth the super long wait. I might just end this story here because I'm seriously confused - I don't know how to continue it. If you have any ideas, do email me, seriously, pls do...Anyways, I think this chapter will answer some people's prayers or should I say fantasies? hmmmmm...I hope you enjoy the intimate scenes. But before you read on, I must say that as a female, it's extremely hard to write from a male's point of view, especially for sex. I hope I did it justice, and pls R & R!

p.s. This is my last update, from any of my stories, for two months - Europe, here I come!

I still do not know what to think. We're the leaders, the Lord Marshalls of the Necromonger race. And we aren't even Necromongers. A part of me just wants to run away, it's what I do best. But this time I have to think it through because I have Jack with me. It seems like the best thing to do is stay, for now, and enjoy the luxuries, especially having a shower.

I glance at Jack who's washing her face. I know that she wants some time alone to think. She needs to find some strength, which I'm confident she will find. She is a survivor.

I slowly take off my top and unbuckle my pants. I throw all my clothes in the corner, and take off my goggles after ordering the lights to dim. I step into the shower, my first hot shower in a long time. I turn so that my back is facing Jack. If I see her, I might just pounce on her. I lean my forehead on the glass shower door and close my eyes.

I take a few deep breaths and regain control over myself. I've let my weak emotions take over for too long. It's time to become the strong Jack who gets what she wants. And at this moment, I want Riddick. I look at him taking a shower and thank the Necromonger geniuses who made the large shower stall in glass.

As I watch the drops trail down Riddick's powerful back, I slowly lick my lips. I could just stand here forever, appreciating his masculine beauty. His forehead is resting on the wall with his forearms next to his head. Even though his body is relaxed, every muscle is perfectly cut and firm. I finally decide that while others can just look, I can touch. After all, I can get whatever I want. And I want Riddick.

I knew she was coming before she even entered the shower. I growled in anticipation, my body already craving for release within Jack. When she touched my shoulder, I was happy that it was a sure and keen grip. Jack wants me, and she wants me now.

I tried turning around to face her, but she pushed me back. I tried again and was once more pushed back. I heard her whisper seductively, "let me thank you for coming to Crematoria". With those words, she rubbed my back, running her arms over my shoulders. Her fingers danced over my biceps and triceps, drawing little patterns on them. She traced her hand over my back again, going lower and lower.

And before I knew it, her lips were over my ass. She gently kissed and licked me. She made me spread my legs, and I felt her tongue wet my inner thighs. It took so much of my hard-earned control to not just give in to my throbbing member's desire. I tried turning again, but Jack's hands were firmly placed on my hips.

When she heard me growl, she stood up and kissed my back. She scraped my back with her teeth as her hands continued wandering over my arms, back and ass. She went on her tiptoes, and starting kissing my neck. Her kisses were becoming more and more rough, just the way I like it. When I finally couldn't take not touching her any longer, I forcefully turned around.

Riddick was just so delicious. I couldn't stop kissing him and touching him. Every time he tried turning around, I stopped him, even though I could hear him growl. But then he just turned around, using his strength. Obviously I couldn't stop him from turning, he is much stronger than me.

As I saw his silver gems look at me from top to bottom, I almost starting feeling shy. What are you supposed to do when a man looks at you that way, in that sexual way? Especially when their body seems to really like what it sees. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me towards him, with one arm snaked around my waist. He roughly kissed me, almost as if he was devouring me, and I knew I was doing the same back to him. I grabbed his head and pressed his lips even harder to mine.

When I couldn't breathe anymore, Riddick started kissing my neck. He brought his lips to my ear and growled, "Why aren't your clothes off?" He didn't give me any time to answer because he kissed me again. He took one step back, leaving me panting. He looked at me again. I took a step towards him, but he pushed me back. I tried again, but this time he pushed me towards the glass wall.

He took my top and just tore it off completely, which he continued doing for all of my garments. Suddenly, I was completely naked. Riddick took a step back, and looked at me again. When his eyes focused on my breasts, his look was so seductive that my nipples tightened. I tried saying his name because I wanted to be enveloped in his warmth, but his lips crashed into mine before I could.

He hands roamed my back and finally reached my ass. He just grabbed it and lifted me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he walked out of the shower. He dropped me on the bed, and we looked at each other. It was a moment of understanding – we both knew that there was no turning back after this. I nodded slightly and watched Riddick smirk.

I gazed at Jack's face as I bent down on my knees, next to the bed. Jack's legs were hanging over the side, next to me. I placed myself between her legs and took her right foot in my hand. I kissed her toes and brought my face to the back of her knees. I licked it slowly before continuing up. When I reached her mid-thigh, I started my ascent again on her left leg.

I put my arms under both of her thighs, and pulled her closer to me. To my mouth. I gently kissed her inner thighs. She was starting to squirm. She tried pulling my head towards her opening, but I pushed her arm away. I wanted to take my time tasting her. I finally trailed my tongue from one thigh to the other, passing over her sensitive spot. That momentary touch made her gasp.

When I lifted my head to look at her face, I could see her watching me with huge hungry eyes. It almost looked like she was pleading with me. With my eyes fixed on hers, I started licking her folds languidly. One of my fingers was rubbing her clitoris, increasing its speed. Jack started thrusting, trying to push herself into my mouth. I held her thighs, so she would stop moving and I began my assault on her.

I licked, kissed, and nibbled on her clitoris, while my hands fondled her breasts. Every time I heard her moan, it would only make me increase my assault. She pressed her hand on mine so that I could hold her breasts tighter. When her orgasm finally hit her, she almost started shaking from its impact.

"This is so much better than when I do it myself," she whispered hoarsely.

She pulled my head up and slowly licked my lips, tasting her juices. She grabbed my hands again, and placed them on her breasts, rubbing them up and down. I heard myself growl as I felt her breasts. It had been so long since I had been with a woman. And here I was with the person that I thought about for years. And fantasized about too, especially in Cyro.

I enjoyed the feel of Riddick's hands on me so much, that I almost didn't hear Riddick.

"You have to pay me for what I just did to you," he said cockily.

"If I do, you won't last," I answered, eyeing his hard member.

"Babe, you've no idea how much I got," he growled, pulling my nipples to emphasize his point.

I smirked at him, and slid off the bed. I pulled him to his feet and kissed him hard, rubbing my chest over his. His hand grabbed my ass, but I pulled away from him. I was going to make Riddick scream my name. I lunged on to him, making him lose his balance and fall on the bed.

My hands explored his upper torso. They enjoyed stroking his firm pecks and abs. Soon enough, my mouth followed their lead. My tongue caressed his nipples and slowly trailed down to his lower abs. As I approached his dick, I went back up to his chest. I continued this route a few more times, each time getting closer, but never actually touching him. I knew he was getting angry - he wanted his release. But that would be too easy? He had to squirm, just like I did.

When I finally held his dick in my hand, I heard him sigh. It was quite big, just like I had always dreamt. I stroked it gently and enjoyed hearing him emit small growls. I started using my nails as I stroked faster and harder. When he was close to release, I stopped with a smile on my face. Riddick looked at me, and had I been anyone else, I think I might have been dead. His look was pure beast – pure fuck or pure fight.

I crawled up his body, leaving little kisses along my way. When I reached his face, I gave him a quick kiss. As I lifted my face, he grabbed my hair and pulled me back. I gave him another kiss and winked. I got off of Riddick and replaced my self over him. This time my face was over his dick, and his face was under my vagina.

"The more you give me, the more I give you," I whispered seductively. I loved playing with him.

Jack. If you were anyone else, you would be dead right now. But for some reason, I want to please you more than I want you to please me. I think you might make me soft, even though my dick is rock-solid hard.

I grab her thighs, mimicking my earlier actions and start licking her folds. As my tongue plays with her clitoris, I feel her mouth encircle my member. I stopped to enjoy the feel of her mouth around me, but quickly start again when she stops like me. Everytime I stopped, she would stop, so I quickly learned my lesson.

I continued playing with her clitoris, and suddenly stuck two fingers in her, which isn't easy when someone is practically sitting on your face. But it was worth it – the moment I stuck my fingers in her and started shoving them in and out, her mouth pulled me in completely. As my speed increased, Jack dug her nails in my thighs. She took me in and out of her mouth, making her whole body bob up and down.

We created a rhythm. A fast and furious rhythm where my fingers and tongue fueled her blow job, where we were thrusting ourselves into each other's mouth, and where we both had an orgasm at the exact moment. I lapped at her juices, and Jack swallowed my seed. Our beasts were becoming one. I pushed Jack on to the bed, and she was too dazed to react. As my breathing slowed, I picked her up and turned her around so that we were face to face.

I wrapped my arms around her, and watched her smile with her eyes closed. It only took a few minutes before Jack started kissing me again. And I was ready for another round. A unifying round.

Riddick climbed over me, carrying his weight on his legs and elbows. His tongue stroked under my left breast before taking my nipple into his mouth. He tugged at it with his teeth. The sensation was overwhelming, but it was making my other breast lonely. I took my other nipple, and fondled with it. I was moaning with my eyes fixed on Riddick's tongue. When he lifted his head and saw my other hand playing with my breast, he growled. It turned him on – I had to remember that for another time.

He did the same tongue treatment to my right breast, but this time, his hand held the other one instead of me. I rubbed my hands over his shoulders as he kissed my stomach, slightly tickling me.

I tugged his ear so that he looked at me.

"I'm ready."

"And definitely wet," he said as he pulled his finger out of me.

He held his dick in one hand, and placed it at my opening. He leaned down to kiss me, and he entered in one fluid motion. We started a slow pace, so that we could enjoy having sex. Maybe even making love. He drew himself in and out completely, and gradually increased his pace.

His head was buried in my neck which he was sucking. I pulled him to my lips so that I could kiss him again. I loved kissing him. It made the whole experience more real. I was finally with Riddick. He surprised me by pulling my legs over his shoulders. The angle allowed him to go much deeper, and it allowed me to find another sensitive spot.

"Faster. Harder. Please Riddick," I begged.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked, his silver eyes dark with desire.

"To you," I answered panting.

"To who?" he asked louder.

"To Riddick," I moaned.

"Say it again," he ordered, thrusting deeper and faster.

"To Riddick," I screamed.

"You're my Jack," he rumbled.

To anyone else, that exchange of words might seem wrong. But I knew that it was Riddick's way of admitting that he cared for me. And I definitely didn't mind him possessing me. I want to be with him. Especially if he can have sex for such a long time without wearing out.

The only sounds that I could hear were the sounds of our bodies being smacked together, and Riddick's low growls. As I felt my climax come close, I rubbed my breasts, about to close my eyes.

"Look at me," Riddick growled.

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. I held on to his head as he rode into me one last time. We both climaxed together. Our beasts had officially become one.

I slowly pulled out of Jack and lied down on my side. I watched her turn and press her back into me so that I could spoon her. I pulled her long hair on to the pillow, and exposed her neck. I rested my face in the hollow of her neck, which I quickly kissed. Jack held on to my arms.

"Riddick?"

"What?"

"We should do that again," Jack mumbled before falling asleep.

"We should," Riddick answered, with a smile pulling at the corner of his lips.