6 Regrets

Once Riddick got a taste of her, he was insatiable. It was almost morning by the time they finally fell into a deep sleep and slept till after one. Tracy stumbled to the bathroom to take a shower and found that he joined her shortly after. "Riddick, please I can't, you're killin' me." He just chuckled and took the coconut scented washcloth from her and began a slow, sensual cleansing of her body. Tracy just closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hands on her.

"So about that pie?" he muttered against her neck, breathing in her scent. "Don't worry," she told him with a slight smile. "I didn't forget about it. I'm not training today, I'm too sore." She sighed in contentment as his hands worked her shoulders. Again his deep, smug rumble of a laugh came and she felt chills rise on her body. She was in big trouble.

After the shower, she baked his coconut cream pie as promised while he worked out alone. She needed the time to get a handle on herself and her emotions. What was she doing? Kyra was going to kill her; this was going to kill Kyra. Fuck Tracy, what did you do? While the pie was cooling she went over to her computer and pulled up a video that she and Kyra had made a few weeks ago, just for kicks one night after becoming giddy on sugar.

-Video-

"So Kyra, If you could have anything you heart ever desired, what would it be?" Tracy asked, "Or do I even need to ask." Kyra just smiled with that same dreamy look on her face she always got when she thought about him.

"I wonder what he's doing now." Kyra muttered dreamily. "Do you think we will be able to find him?"

"Yeah."Tracy told her. They were close to finding him. Kyra was determined.

"Wonder what he will think of me?"

"He will think you are the most beautiful woman alive, cause you are and will fall madly in love with you the moment he sets eyes on you again."

"Please, Tracy; we're talking about Riddick here." She said with a laugh. "Hell would freeze over before he ever made a declaration of love."

"You're ok with that?"

"Hum, as long as I had him, I would be fine with anything."

"You still love him, after all these years? After he left you?"

Kyra nodded and smiled. "You wait till you meet him. There is just something about him. The way he walks, talks, and smells. He is all man and those eyes… beautiful. I fell in love with him the first moment I saw him."

"You were only thirteen."

"Doesn't matter, when I saw him, chained up like some kind of monster, my heart felt like it had been ripped out. He didn't deserve to be treated that way."

"Well to be fair, Kyra, he did murder people."

"Yeah well, so did I, do I deserve to be in chains for self-defense?"

"Point taken. What is it about him that you love?"

"His strength, at times it can be so subtle and other times so overwhelming. He is the strongest man I have even seen. Intelligent to the point of being scary, he sees everything at once and can work out a problem like nothing I have ever seen. There's nothing he can't do."

"Except love?"

"Well, he does, in his own way. He has never been shown any kindness in his life, how can you learn how to love when no one has ever loved you?"

"And you plan on showing him?"

"If he'll let me, and even if he doesn't, I'm going to love him anyway."

-End Video-

"Shit." Tracy said as she felt her heart squeeze with regret.

"So that's Kyra?" Riddick said from behind her, causing her to jump with a small scream. How long had he been there? Did he see the whole video? She quickly stopped the video and nodded her head. "She grew up."

"People tend to do that." She muttered, not meeting his eye. God what did I do? Kyra will never forgive me.

Riddick watched her face and knew what her problem was. He had seen enough of the video to understand why she felt such guilt. "She kinda looks like you." He said quietly as he watched the emotions play over Tracy's face.

"Yeah." Tracy choked out. Imam had commented all the time how much the resembled each other. Like real sisters.

"Your pie is ready." She said as she tried to push him.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her tight against his chest. Still she wouldn't look at him. Finally he sighed and let her go. He would deal with it later.

Tracy's hands were shaking badly and her heart was pounding. They'd get to Crematoria tomorrow, how was she going to face Kyra with what she had done? She broke the biggest rule there was, never sleep with the man your sister/friend is in love with. But she had and she enjoyed every moment of it. She only hoped she could hold out against him from now on. She had to because the guilt would eat her alive.

During dinner they went over the plan again on both scenarios, the first being if they beat Toombs there and the second if Riddick had to go in and get her, but she still never really looked at him and it was starting to piss him off.

He had no idea where the two of them got the idea they could tell him what and more importantly, who he could do. He was his own man, if he wanted to fuck them both; it was his business and his alone. He didn't, he only wanted Tracy which was shocking to him in itself. He hadn't seen Kyra in over five years, in his mind; she was still just a kid.

After dinner, Tracy went to their room and started to pack her stuff. She couldn't stay here, she decided, she was already sick with guilt over what she had done to Kyra as it was. She couldn't let it happen again. Just so long as he didn't touch her, she was ok, but the moment his hand brushed her, she was lost. Damn that man!

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked coolly as he leaned against the door jam.

"Packing, what does it look like?" she answered somewhat snippy and, again, without looking at him.

"Why?"

"I can't do this, Riddick. I can't do this to her. It was a mistake."

"Didn't feel like a mistake to me."

"Well… it still should have never happened." Her voice was no devoid of all emotion and that just pissed him off.

"Then we should have never been sleeping in the same bed." His tone was icy as he growled at her.

"You're right, I was stupid and wrong and I'm sorry. This is going to crush her." Tracy told him as her emotions sung the other way and she found herself fighting back tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. Tears for losing him, tears for what she had done. Her hands were shaking no matter how much she willed them to be steady.

"I saw the video. Is this what this is all about?" he asked on a sigh.

"She loves you Riddick."

"And what do you feel?"

Tracy snapped the flap of her bag closed and spun to look at him for the first time that day, "It doesn't matter what I feel as long as she's happy."

Riddick didn't really take to a woman having such deep regrets sleeping with him. She had wanted it just as much as he did, maybe more. "What about me, what about what I want?"

Tracy gave a small bitter laugh, "Please Riddick, who are you kidding? If she finds out about this, she will be devastated and she will take it out on both of us. She will never forgive me and you, well she will because you're you. I'll be out in the cold, alone. I won't be able to sit and watch the two of you together and she won't be able to see us together. It's hopeless. The best thing I can do is walk away." Before I love you too much to give you up.

"So your just gonna give up? Pretend this never happened, that there's nothing here?"

"There isn't anything here, Riddick. You said so yourself, you're not gonna settle down. It's not in you. I'm tired of running; I want a life, a house, children maybe." She grabbed her bag and tried to move past him but he grabbed her by the arm.

He removed his goggles, shook her slightly and looked her straight in the eyes, "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want me."

"You know I can't do that."

"So you're gonna be a coward and run?" he accused, still holding on to her.

"You ran."

"I ran because I cared." Why was he telling her this stuff? What was wrong with him? Richard B. Riddick didn't need or want anything. He could get a piece of ass any time he wanted to, and a good portion of the time for free so why was he standing here and fighting with her about it. It's her you want.

Shut up!

"Same here."

"You're not going anywhere." He decreed before he crushed his mouth to hers. She whimpered at the slight pain but kissed him back just as furious. Before she knew what happened he had her naked and back on the bed. His mouth and teeth were everywhere, tasting her, marking her, nipping at her. His mouth settled over her throbbing core, his tongue stabbed deep and made her scream and clutch the sheets. "Tell me to stop, Tracy."

"Please, Riddick." He was driving her out of her mind and he knew it.

"Tell me this isn't what you want."

"I can't…" she gasped out as he slid a thick, long finger inside of her. He felt her walls gripping his finger as he slid another one deep inside her. Tracy was sobbing now for relief but he held her on the edge, not letting her go over and not letting her come back down from it.

"This is what you want isn't it?" She shook her head yes. "You want me inside you," he told her with another slow lick that threatened to send her over but he stilled all movement. "I'm not letting you go until I'm ready to, you understand that?" he growled at her.

Tracy choked back a sob, "That's not fair Riddick!"

"Life ain't fair sweetheart." He told her as his other hand unfastened his pants and pushed them down, freeing himself. He pulled his hand out so he could get his pants down and she cried out in protest. He chuckled at her desperation, though he shared it. "I'm gonna take you all night long, any way you can imagine, and some you can't. You'll never get me out of your blood. See if you can walk away from me then."

"Why Riddick? Why are you doing this to me?"

Riddick was pissed and pissed off fucking was never really a good idea for him, but he refused to walk away. He refused to let two women decide his life. "Because only I control my life and only I get to decide what is best for me and who I want. It's not your choice and isn't hers."

"Don't do this to me Riddick. I can't…" She broke off as he slammed into her. She wanted to push him away but found herself wrapping her legs round him. Please stop, I don't want to love you… please…

Tracy somehow managed to form a thought and even speak with him inside her, "What about how I feel, Riddick?" She asked breathlessly. "Kyra and I will both be crushed when you walk away." He didn't reply only brought his mouth down to suckle on her breast, effectively scattering all her thoughts.

He had stopped thinking about five minutes ago. The beast was in full control and all he wanted to do was mate. There was a rational part, somewhere in the back of his mind that knew she was right. Riddick wouldn't stay, it wasn't his way and he didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't change who and what he was.

Tracy had never been exposed to his inner animal; she had no idea what she was up against. His resolve was implacable. He could feel her trembling beneath him, but he wasn't sure if it was from fear or the need for release and he didn't care. He had made up his mind and no one was going to change it. For once in his pathetic life, he was going to take what he wanted, and at this moment, that was Tracy.

She screamed as she came apart in his arms but he still didn't stop. True to his words, he just kept on taking her. Their orgasms where intense but it never seemed too satisfy either one of them and they would start back up again.

Tracy still tried to move away to stop the intense feelings but every time he would look at her or touch her, she would fall right back into his trap, just like he wanted. Finally, they succumbed to the need to sleep, Crematoria's only a few hours away and they needed to be sharp. They had no idea what was waiting there for them.