Chapter 22. Come together…Right now … Over me
They were embracing, each kissing the other with such desire, that if their desire had actually been fire, they would have been in flames. Riddick finally put her down and stared into her eyes. He didn’t want her panicked again, or pissed off. He had been going by his gut instincts for the last few minutes, trying with all his will to push aside every rational thought that fought to rise in his mind, and at the same time, locking his animal side in its cage. Riddick wanted her so badly, that it was literally painful. He didn’t even know if she was really ready for what was about to happen between them. Jesus, he didn’t even know if he was ready! He was fighting his own battle in his mind, while staring into her eyes. Riddick knew too well that at this point, he wouldn’t have any choice except to finally face his demons.
Jack frowned slightly. She was almost sure that Riddick was deliberating about their situation, trying to change his mind about her. She though that he was probably worried about her reaction, considering her past. Jack made up her mind; she realized that it was time to end that chapter of her life, to get over her fears.
“Riddick?” She asked, stroking his cheek gently.
Riddick shook his head as he continued to stroke her back rhythmically. “Jack. We don’t have to, … I mean, if you’re not ready for…”
Jack pressed a single finger against his lips. “It’s my decision, Riddick.” She whispered as she pulled herself closer to him, rubbing her body lightly against his. He sighed and grinned, flashing her with a gaze full of lust. Jack’s smile widened. Then he tilted his head and captured her lips, demanding her surrender, so Jack obliged.
Jack felt another rush of desire and pressed her body even closer, making Riddick grunt between her lips. She moaned softly in response. She had never been kissed like this. Come to think of it, she had never been kissed at all. Of course, she had seen other people doing it, a lot, but she had never experienced that show of affection for herself. Her previous experiences weren’t connected in any way with kisses. Jack let go of him as she gasped for air. It was like her body couldn’t remember how to breathe, she needed to force the air through her lungs. Riddick grinned, panting. He then narrowed his gaze on her.
“You ok?” He asked, frowning slightly. Jack’s eyes snapped open and she nodded yes wildly, she couldn’t form a single phrase in her brain. Her lips were tingling.
Riddick’s grin widened as he kneeled in front of her, pressing his big hands against her legs and stroking his way slowly up, delighted with the softness of Jack’s skin. Jack simply concentrated on breathing as she stroked his head. He tugged at the bottom of her dress, continuing his deliberate path up her endless legs and sides as he stood. She felt his warm hands stroking her skin and shivered. Jack raised her arms as Riddick pulled her dress over her head and tossed it aside. He stared at her nakedness, mesmerized by her perfect, rounded, breasts. It certainly wasn’t the first time he had seen them, but right now, it seemed as if he had just discovered that they existed. Jack matched his daring and grabbed the hem of his tank shirt, pulling it up. Riddick chuckled as he raised his arms. She threw his shirt across the room and licked her lips, staring at his toned torso. It wasn’t the first time she had seen Riddick’s bare chest, but this was definitely the first time she was allowed to touch it, and that’s exactly what she did. Hesitantly, Jack pressed her hands to his perfect abdomen, just the tips of her fingers, making Riddick flex his abdominal muscles. She started to caress him with long, slow sweeps of her hands. Her eyes were wide as her hands slowly traveled the contour of his pectorals and shoulders, back to his belly. She was permanently fixing in her mind each and every detail of his tanned skin. She was fascinated by how it contrasted with her own pale tone. The soft caress was too much for him, Riddick had never been touched with such gentleness. His previous experiences were more along the line of fuck’em, leave’em, and forget’em; just scratching an itch, no emotions involved. Jack’s innocent curiosity was torturing him, and he knew she didn’t even realize what she was doing to him. Riddick let out a deep rumble, making Jack blink as she raised her head to lock eyes with him.
“You ok?” She asked him, mimicking his previous question. Riddick slowly arched a brow and nodded yes. After all, he had been subjected to much worse tortures than having Jack caress him.
Jack smiled at him as she pressed her lips to his chest. Riddick hissed in pleasure and closed his eyes, his hands grabbing Jack’s bottom and pushing her into him. She jumped in response, surprised, and a strong moan escaped her lips, making her apply more pressure with her lips; which were now brushing, nibbling, and licking his flawless chest. She wasn’t an expert, but she had seen a few adult movies with Danielle. Jack’s lips were warm against Riddick’s skin and she was leaving a trail of hot sensations at every turn. She could feel Riddick’s hardness pressing at her belly and moved a hand to touch him. As soon as he realized what was she trying to do, his eyes snapped open and he grabbed her hand.
“Don’t.” His voice sounded unusually deep and hoarse.
Jack frowned slightly and looked at him, puzzled. “What…?” After all, it seemed men always wanted that, so what was his problem?
“It’ll be the death of me.” His deep voice was full of banked desire. Jack’s eyes glimmered as she grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers.
Riddick had dreamed of this so often, and been so frustrated during the last couple days, that he seriously doubted that he could wait any longer. He had let her have control for a while, so now, it was his turn. Riddick picked her up and headed toward the bed as he kissed her again. He knew that from now on, he simply wouldn’t be able to live without her soft lips and the kisses they produced.
Riddick laid her on the bed and straddled her hips, being careful not to put too much of his weight on her. He supported himself on his hands and bent over to kiss her neck. He savoured her taste and scent as he began to lick and nibble her throat and shoulders with his lips, tongue, and teeth. Jack was moaning softly into his neck as she lifted her hands, stroking his broad back and arms, thrilling in touching whatever she could reach. She couldn’t believe that her body could produce such welcome and new sensations. Lately, she had been feeling only pain, and now those same nerves and muscles were aching with a different kind of pain.
As Riddick made his way down to her abdomen, she felt a new shiver cross her spine, this one went down and hovered between her legs. He grinned with a devilish smile as he saw the damn bunnies flashing at him. Yeah, I love bunnies, he grinned, as he tugged the waist of her panties and pulled it out of the way, using both his fingers and his mouth. He then threw the panties behind him and his breath caught. His silver eyes traveled along her body, memorizing each and every perfect curve. “Beautiful, so fucking beautiful.” He growled, murmuring to himself as he rested his hands on her thighs, gently spreading her legs wide. His inner beast, still locked in its cage, purred and shivered with pleasure at the amazing vision. Riddick felt intoxicated with her arousal, and fought the urge to take her right then and there. Don’t you dare, Rick. She’s not a slut, he scolded himself silently.
He then leaned against her and pressed his body down, setting himself in the vee of her legs. He was amazed at the heat and wetness he could feel, even through his cargos. He kissed her deeply, and Jack moaned against his lips. This caused him to get even harder, and Jack could feel his reaction against her skin. Knowing that only a layer of cloth separated them, she felt a new wave of heat spread through her body.
Jack locked eyes with him once again. She gasped when she thought about what was going to happen. An uncontrolled shudder of anticipation pierced her. Oh my God, she said to herself. She couldn’t suppress a scream of pleasure when felt Riddick teasing at her breasts with his hot mouth. It was the first time that Riddick had loved hearing the sound of her scream. He was nibbling and licking her with a pleased grin plastered on his lips. He worked his way down as Jack arched her back to give him more access. His sensual lips were burning her skin.
Riddick had learned how to satisfy and pleasure a woman long ago, so he used all his knowledge now, just for her. Jack’s pleasure would be his goal during the next hours. When he finally reached her most sensitive spot, Jack surrendered to him. She grabbed the blanket and began to scream his name. Yeah, baby. Scream my name, he growled, as he felt his inner beast whine and pace its cage. Riddick concentrated on making her feel all kinds of pleasurable sensations, while he was learning and memorizing her body, inch by inch.
Jack wasn’t able to recognize her own voice when she reached her first orgasm. She was still trying to recover from it, when she felt dragged to a world where only Riddick, his hands, his mouth, existed. She didn’t know that her body could feel like this, she wasn’t sure if she’d survive. Jack was in a place where she could only hear her voice screaming, as if from far away. She couldn’t think at all. The only word that filled her mind was his name, so she cried it out at the top of her lungs and went limp.
Riddick crept up the bed and laid beside her, resting his hand on her belly with a grin of satisfaction plastered on his face. “Jack?” He whispered, stroking her skin gently, causing her body to tremble in response. Jack could swear that she had heard him call her name, so she opened her eyes. For a second, she still felt far away. Her heart was beating fast, and she took a deep breath to calm her ragged breathing. “Hey, baby. Are you still with me?” His voice was a deep sensual rumble.
Jack turned her head with effort, and looked at him. She tried to say something, anything, finally she managed to speak. “Riddick…. Oh my… fuck! How? I mean, I never… thought that…” She was trying to find the right words to explain how he had made her feel, but after a moment, she gave up. “Wow!” She exclaimed, smiling broadly. That wasn’t remotely what she wanted to say, but she was very proud of herself, because she had been able to form that simple word. Riddick grinned as he pulled her to him, making her rest on top of him.
“That’s only the beginning, Jack.” He whispered as he raised his head, capturing her lips. Jack moaned softly and then broke the kiss.
“You weren’t kidding, right?” she asked with a devilish grin. Riddick frowned as he stared at her. “I mean, when you told me that I never would be able to imagine the things you can do with your hands…” She whispered as she felt her face turn red, and a strong shiver passed through her legs. Riddick noticed and grabbed her bottom, pressing her into him. Jack gasped as her smile turned full blown. “…You forgot to mention your mouth, big guy.” She added, flushing even more, if that was possible.
Riddick’s laugh boomed around them, making Jack laugh with him. “Yeah, I think I forgot that.” He chuckled, raising his head to kiss her again.
They were like that for a long moment. Then Riddick rolled on top of her, without breaking the kiss. Jack’s eyes were wide again as she let go of his mouth. He locked eyes with her. Jack frowned slightly, she knew that the real moment was coming, and couldn’t help but feel a strong shiver pass through her from head to toe, this time it was anticipation and anxiety. She wasn’t scared of him, but she didn’t know what to do exactly. For her, sex, until now, had had nothing to do with this. Her previous experiences were full of pain and fear. Those “be a good little girl, just lie still and don’t cry” experiences. Or those “I’ll fuck your brains out, bitch” experiences.
Riddick noticed her shiver and lifted a hand to her cheek, stroking gently. “Do you trust me, Jack?” He asked, concern in his voice. Maybe he had gone too far, and she actually wasn’t ready for this. Jack’s throat was dry, she swallowed hard and nodded yes. Suddenly she couldn’t speak again. The last two minutes she had been remembering those past fears. “Say it, baby. Say it to me, Jack.” His voice soft, yet demanding. Riddick needed to be sure about this, he needed to hear her say the words to him, right now. He wanted to wipe away those painful memories.
Jack stared at him in complete silence. Of course she trusted him, he was Riddick, for God’s sake! She loved him. At that very moment she understood that if anyone was capable of making her forget her painful past, it was him. Riddick was the only one who could make her fear and pain go away. Jack’s face lit up with a big smile. “I do. I trust you, Riddick.” Her voice firm, no trace of doubt. Riddick noticed and let out the air he had been holding so painfully in his lungs.
He climbed off the bed, took off his boots, pulled down his cargos and stepped out of them. Jack rolled to her side and stared at his body. She gasped as her eyes went wide. No underwear. Riddick was going commando. Oh. My…, her mind went blank at the size of him. She’d never suspected that Riddick’s body would be so perfect. In her wildest, adolescent dreams about him, she had filled in the blanks about the parts of his body she hadn’t actually seen, but the man in front of her was beyond even her wildest imagination. Fuck, man. You’re hot! her mind cried out.
“Beautiful.” She purred in a whisper as she looked up to his eyes. Riddick chuckled at that and stared back at her. He had certainly never heard anyone say that to him. Not exactly the words that popped in the mind of his victims before they died. Jack swallowed hard. “That’s all for me?” She asked, her voice full of innocent lust as a strong shiver of desire crashed through her body.
Riddick knit a brow as he grinned. “Yeah, woman. All yours.” His sensual, deep voice, rumbled as he climbed back on the bed. He laid her back down as he pressed his body to hers once again. Jack laughed and held onto him, raising her hips to make contact with him.
Riddick grunted deep, making the sound rumble in her chest. Jack kissed him deeply as she stroked his broad back. Supporting his weight with his elbows, he nibbled and licked her neck. Jack closed her eyes and relaxed under him. He raised a hand and reached between them. Yes! It was time.
Riddick sat back, resting on his heels as he stared down at her. “You sure about this, Jack?” He asked, panting. Say yes, say yes, say yes, both his mind and beast repeated.
Jack shivered in anticipation, but spread her legs wide, inviting him in. “What do you think?” Her voice was hoarse with passion. In response, his silver eyes flashed at her with a glint that didn’t leave any doubt about what he thought.
Grinning, Riddick grabbed her bottom and pulled her to him, raising her hips to rest on his thighs. She gasped in surprise and swallowed hard. No going back now Jack, she thought. You need to face your fears, and make new, better memories. Riddick realized that he was trembling slightly. Yeah. I’ll be damned, but I don’t give a shit, he thought silently. Jack caught her breath as she felt his heat and hardness as he began to push inside of her slowly. Riddick felt her inner muscles tense around him, so he stopped and locked eyes with her.
“Beautiful… let me in.” He growled in a whisper.
Jack’s eyes were wide and she took a deep breath. She swallowed again and relaxed. Yeah, baby, that’s it, he said silently, as he continued pressing forward, just a little bit at a time, starting to feel a little overwhelmed by how hot and wet she was. Riddick sighed when he felt her open up to him completely. He slid into her slowly, leisurely, filling her. When he was in to the hilt, he went still for a moment. He wanted this to last, the way she gripped him so tightly, her heat, her scent, everything. Riddick closed his eyes as a deep grunt escaped his chest. “Yesss…. Fuck, Jack. Your beautiful.” His sensual rumble echoed in her head. She smiled at him, confident, as she pressed herself against him even more, forcing Riddick to let out a deep growl.
Riddick leaned into her, letting his elbows support his weight. He pressed his lips to her ear, teasing her earlobe, nibbling gently as he drew himself almost all the way out. Jack let out a deep moan as she stroked his back, all the way down to his perfect ass. He then thrust forward, deliberately keeping the pace slow. After a moment, he established a slow, gentle rhythm, drawing himself nearly all the way out, and then thrusting back in again. Jack was panting under him, moaning softly against his neck and shoulders. Their bodies pressed together again. They weren’t two anymore, they were just one body, perfectly wrapped in their parallel feelings, saturated and drunk on the sensation of finally being together. Their bodies and minds quivering in a continuing spiral of lust, desire and passion.
Riddick realized that this act itself wasn’t just sex. It was more, much more. Jack moaned again and locked eyes with him. She wanted more, she needed more. “Riddick… I’m not gonna break… I told you …I’m not made of glass.” Her voice was drunk with desire, overwhelmed by a newly awakened passion. Riddick frowned deeply. “Faster…” Her voice was getting insistent.
Riddick’s eyes sparkled. He drew himself almost all the way out quickly. “Like that, Jack?” He asked, grinning as he stroked back in almost violently, with a devilish smile.
Jack’s eyes widened as her back arched completely, crying out, shocked and extremely pleased. “Yessss….” her voice sounded like a strangers to her. She swallowed again as she stared into his eyes, which were shinning in the dim light surrounding them. “Just.. like.. that.” She hissed, panting.
He went completely still for a second, untill he heard her whimper and felt her legs wrap around him. That was all the encouragement he needed. “You ready for me, Jack?” He teased, grinning and moving his hips in small circles as he put his arms around her, cradling her slim body underneath him. His animal side was roaring with pleasure and anticipation.
Jack raised her hips and pressed herself to him, trying to get him to do more. “I’ve been ready for years.” She said, with a whimper, sounding almost exasperated. It was true, even if during the last five years she had been oblivious to his existence, Jack had been dreaming about this moment since she was fifteen.
Riddick began to thrust into her, watching her with wonder as she cried out with each thrust. Who knew his “little Jack” would be a screamer, he loved it. He picked up the pace. She’s almost there, he said to himself, as felt her inner muscles clasping around him. Riddick pressed his lips to her ear. “Yeah, Jack. Just.. come.. for.. me..”, he whispered, each word punctuated with another thrust as her body began to tremble. A moment later, she was writhing and trembling with each spasm of pleasure. Riddick noticed his own release rising up a few seconds later.
Jack was screaming her pleasure as she raked her nails down his back. “Riddick!” She cried as she felt devoured by the sensations that were overwhelming her.
Riddick felt his world explode around him when her nails scratched his skin with her release. He was completely sure that she had marked him, but honestly didn’t give a damn. The animal within let out a roar. Growling, he leaned down and captured her lips, as if he were starved. Jack returned the kiss. When their lips released, Riddick let out a deep sigh and buried his face in her neck, pressing his body even tighter against her. Jack took a deep breath, trying to recover, as she closed her own eyes. A single tear rolled down her cheek.
They were panting, their hearts beating in unison. He then thought about his dream. It had stopped smothering him a few years ago, but he wasn’t sure if after what they had just shared, if it would still stay away. Riddick shut his eyes and tightened his arms around her. I’m not gonna loose her, he said to himself. Yeah, Rick. It’s in your hands now man, he added, as he felt the beast within roar with agreement. He deeply inhaled her scent. He had won the battle against his own demons, with her help.
Jackcarried a hand to his cheek and stroked him gently as she smiled. She decided that from now on, she would remember this time as her first time. Riddick had wiped away all her painful memories, all her anger and sorrow. “I love you, Riddick.” Jack whispered against his lips, brushing them gently with hers.
Riddick raised his head as his heart seemed to stop, and stared down into her eyes. They were sparkling with what? Riddick’s eyes went wide, drugged by the beauty of hers. He felt his soul being squeezed by those words. She loved him. Riddick went silent. Jack had struck him dumb. He couldn’t think at all, the words still echoing insistently in his head. Turning his world inside out mercilessly.
Jack frowned slightly and made a supreme effort to hide her disappointment. He hadn’t said anything in return. Riddick shook his head as blinked several times. Looking directly to her eyes, he realized that she was waiting for him to say those exact words to her, but he didn’t know how. He didn’t recognize the meaning of those words. He wanted her, Jack was his woman now. He was sure that he wouldn’t be able to live without her, but love? Riddick fixed her with his intense gaze and noticed tears brimming in her eyes. He heaved a deep sigh, shifting onto his side next to her, but still keeping her in his arms. “Jack, ….I…”
Jack cut him off, pressing a finger to his lips. “It’s ok, Riddick. You don’t need to… I mean, I don’t need…” She suddenly couldn’t speak, her throat closed. She forced her tears back and tried to release herself from his embrace. When Riddick tightened his hold, she shut her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m gonna take a shower.” She said without looking at him.
“No.” Was his answer. She then tried again to get out from next to him, but Riddick pressed his body down into her. “I said no, Jack.” Riddick grunted with a deep frown.
Jack snapped her head up and locked eyes with him. Her tears were still frozen, making her eyes sparkle even more, if that was possible. Riddick let out a deep sigh and opened his mouth to speak, when a repeated beeping alerted him that someone was too close to “The Darkveil”. “Fuck!” He growled, as he let go of her and climbed out the bed.
Jack raised to a sitting position. “What’s that beeping?” She asked concerned as she watched at him.
Riddick put his cargos on and grabbed his boots. “It might be the old man with the parts.” He said as he stood, grabbing his shiv. He turned to her. “Stay here, ok? Don’t leave the room.” His voice was suddenly serious and cold. Jack nodded as she climbed off the bed. Riddick turned to her one last time and stared at her naked body. He grinned a devilish smile. “I’m not done with you Jack.” He growled, winking at her and then kissing her again. Then he left, closing the door of the bedroom behind him. In the hallway he sighed deeply as he shook his head. Saved by the bell, Rick, he thought, and headed toward the ramp.