Author's note: Riddick's thoughts are italicized/separated since this is Lysia's narrative.

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I started work on a Cat Star Chronicles fanfic recently. I know it's dumb to fanfic a romance novel, but I can't help it! Who wouldn't want a Zetithian?

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Chapter 12

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I'm dead. I'm frozen. No, I'm dead. I've died and gone to heaven. Definitely in heaven. You know why?

RIDDICK JUST SAID HE WANTS TO MAKE LOVE TO ME!

Wait…..I shouldn't do this. Why shouldn't I do this again?

Who cares?

My head is still buried in Riddick's neck, so I dare to nibble on his earlobe. He doesn't throw me across the room.

"You're not going to just fuck me, Riddick?" I nibble more, but he pulls me away so he can look into my eyes.

"Not you. Never you," he says seriously, while tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. "You deserve more than that."

Commence melting of my heart.

For the second time in my life, I'm stunned to silence. The first time being when I first saw this gorgeous man before me. I reach out slowly and rub my left hand over his cheek stubble. His hands on my waist and shoulder grip tighter, never breaking my eye contact.

I see the intense concentration on his face, like he's fighting his control. His eyes are so tender and loving and so unlike the Riddick I'm used to. His eyes finally dip and stare just as intently at my lips. His Adams apple bobs and he pulls me closer to him.

My mind finally turns back on and flashes a red light in my face.

Yo, remember that whole druggy thing about your scent? You want that to happen to your precious Riddick here? I start pushing away from him, but it's completely useless. He's stronger than me and my resistance isn't wholehearted anyway.

"Nooo," I whimper, a mere inches away from paradise, aka. his lips, still uselessly pressing against his shoulders. His hands move up to cup my face and the wonderful feel of them almost melts my resolve. Almost.

I don't even realize that I'm crying until his fingers wipe away falling tears on my cheeks. I'm crying over this man, and I've never cried my entire life.

I'm such a dunce.

"Let it go," he whispers, pulling me closer to his lips. And me being the idiot I am, listened to him. With one more whimper, I dive forward, knocking Riddick over and planting my lips on his.

"I need you, Riddick," I say between kisses. "Oh God, I need you." I immerse myself in his arms, the kisses he rains on my face fueling my desire. I feel literally as if I will explode if he doesn't take me within the next five minutes.

"I know, I know," he whispers to me. I suction his head to mine like it's my last lifeline and don't even process the noise when I hear a zipper. Riddick rips my pants off and I bite the cord in his neck in response.

Before I can respond, he plunges into me, breaking my virginity. I cry out in pain, but it instantly turns into pleasure as Riddick thrusts into me over and over. He doesn't even seem to be coherent, like his animal side completely overtook his brain and the only thing he can think of is fucking me. Fine by me, I think with a grin.

Suddenly it's over. My first time lasted less than five minutes and I was on top; not to mention he was fully clothed and I had my shirt on. Not exactly how I pictured it. I didn't even have an orgasm.

Riddick picks me up, with his still hard self inside me, and walks over to my pallet. He lays me down gently and proceeds to fuck me until I pass out from the pleasure.

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R.B.R.

I wake up immersed in my mate's scent. Hmm, I've never thought of anyone as my mate before. Interesting…

I roll over to look at her sleeping. She's wearing a green tank top with her lower half naked. A growl escapes my throat. She's so sexy like that. I probably fucked her over ten times last night. I just couldn't stop. I start to lean over so I can wake her up with more fucking, but my brain suddenly wakes up.

FUCK! I let myself off guard last night! That pisser could've walked in and I wouldn't have even noticed! I jump up from the bed and get dressed, bolting out of the hidden entrance to check the area.

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I'm curled in a ball when I wake up, which is slightly uncomfortable. I stretch out, kitty style, and get up. Khio is scratching his box, so I crawl over and talk happily away to calm him down.

Riddick isn't around, but it doesn't surprise me. I'm willing to bet that last night didn't change him one bit. It sure changed me though. I munch on an energy bar with a grin and let the still-there afterglow overtake me. Now THIS was worth waiting for! My entire body is relaxed and warm and yummy feeling.

I'm quiet enough to hear my own heartbeat, and all of the sudden I notice that I can hear a second beat in my ears. What the fuck? I sit up and feel around my chest and stomach. One heart. No baby….hopefully. And if there is, it can't develop fast enough in one night for me to hear its heartbeat. I still myself and hear the second heartbeat again. It sounds like whoever owns it is running, as it's much faster than my own.

With a shrug, I get back up and store the mystery away for later analysis. Carefully, I peel away the bandage on my nose and find that I can smell again. Hallelujah! I was beginning to become extremely irritated with myself. Not having my sense of smell is like not tasting my food, or not feeling sex. Totally defeats the purpose.

I shove some scraps into Khio's air hole and watch him gobble it up. I risk a finger inside the box and instead of freaking out, he sniffs it with interest and rubs it with his little cheek. He likes me! I almost start celebrating before I realize that there's a scent in this room I didn't smell before.

The heavenly manly smell. It's everywhere in this room. I start grabbing clothes and blankets so sniff them. They're drenched in the scent. My underwear starts to soak in my wetness. That smell…..I moan to myself. Where's it coming from? Who brought it here? Was it me? Did I bring something with me that's carrying the scent?

"Lysia," I hear behind me. I turn to see Riddick, sweaty and dirty (not that I complaining, he looks hot like that). I take a step forward with a grin and then it hits me.

Riddick's scent. It runs over me like a fireball. The heavenly smell is HIM! I stagger slightly with how heavy the smell is in my nose and Riddick catches me, pulling me against him.

"Riddick," I moan, capturing his lips in mine. The scent is so powerful, I can feel my juices dripping down my legs. God, this is so much better than afterglow! His lips and tongue taste so good, just like the scent, only dipped in sugar. Riddick, completely oblivious as to why I'm suddenly grabbing him like the last piece of cheesecake, grabs my ass with both hands and pulls me up to straddle his waist.

I kiss him so hard, I suddenly feel a little strange. Mmm, I can feel my cock rubbing against my mate. God, it feels so good….

HOLY SHIT! I pull away and stare into Riddick's eyes. I don't have a cock! For a few seconds, it was almost like I was….no, that's impossible. I shake my head to clear it and lean in for another kiss.

BOOM!

The room shakes from a stun gun blast, which thankfully missed us. Riddick drops me gently and runs out, cursing in a different language. I wrinkle my nose, smelling another scent. Razhir.

"Hello, my dear." I freeze, hearing his voice behind me. "I'd call you your name, but I never caught your name."

"That's because I didn't offer it, douche." It takes everything I have to keep my voice steady. My normal reaction to his scent doesn't happen. Weird…

Why would – oh damn. Stupid fucking tranquil-

Blackness.