The brew Carmela left for Luna to help her get over the effects of her terrible hangover had worked its magic, and Luna didn’t feel dizzy anymore. So she had fallen asleep in Vin’s arms while listening to music, humming and singing the songs softly. Vin had been stroking her hair absently, thinking about the bet until he had felt Luna’s breath deepen.
Luna blinked slowly and stretched on the big couch. She frowned deeply as soon as she noticed that she was alone and it was really dark. She tensed slightly, looking around herself.
Everything was so silent that Luna felt a strong shiver running up her spine. No trace of Vin or Roman at all.
Luna rubbed her eyes to focus her vision. There was just a candle lighting the room. She frowned slightly when she saw a note on the table next to her. Luna smiled, sitting on the couch and picked up the note, reading it aloud.
“You’re not afraid of the dark, are you?”
Luna’s smile died on her lips and she frowned deeply, trying to figure out the meaning of the words. At that very moment, she wasn’t sure if this was part of the bet or not.
Luna looked around, trying to see something more, but it was useless. She couldn’t see anything beyond the circle of light produced by the candle. It must be really late and Luna glanced at her wrist, noticing that her chrono wasn’t there anymore.
She shivered hard and focused all of her senses trying to hear something, anything. There was no sound at all.
“Mark?” Luna called Vin, her voice tinted with a hint of fear. Silence. “Mark?!” She called again, raising her voice. Silence.
Luna was starting to be more than just a little nervous. So, swallowing hard, she got to her feet and picking up the candle, she headed towards the door of the salon.
She tried the lights, but they seemed to have been disconnected.
“Roman?” She called.
Nothing. Silence was all she got for an answer.
Oh, Mierda… Luna cursed silently, shivering with fear.
Since Luna was a little child she had always been afraid of the darkness. It surely had to do with the fact that her mother used to lock her in a closet every time that Luna made a mess, with no lights around her, sometimes for hours.
She had tried almost everything to get over this childhood fear, but not even those expensive hypnosis sessions had the desired effect. This trauma had sunk deep in her to a point that Luna always slept with at least one light on in the room.
Luna had never told this to anybody, apart from M. She had felt embarrassed that a grown businesswoman would be scared to death if she had to stay in some place with no lights around her.
She couldn’t explain it herself but for some unthinkable reason Luna was almost sure this shit had to do with the damned bet. And she suspected that she had crossed an invisible line, stepping into an unknown dark scenario.
Luna heaved a hard sigh and cursed herself silently. She should have kept her big damn mouth shut instead of suggesting that the loser had to do whatever the winner wanted without any limits at all. But sure as hell, she didn’t expect to lose the bet.
She had always considered herself as the princess of billiards, but Damn! Mark was the fucking king. It had been years since Luna had seen someone playing like him.
Vin had fooled her at the beginning, but once he had warmed up, he hadn’t showed any mercy with her at all.
A noise pulled Luna out of her own thoughts. She snapped her head up and stared at the ceiling. Luna froze, chewing her lower lip as she noticed that her hands were shaking.
“Mark? Are you upstairs?” She asked him and cursed herself silently.
If you’re trying to scare the shit out of me, you’re doing more than a fine job, asshole. Luna added silently as she heaved a hard sigh.
“It’s not funny, Mark.” Luna murmured under her breath as she headed towards the bedroom.
Luna walked along the hallway and stopped in front of the door. The only light was the candle she had in her hands. Slowly she grabbed the handle and without moving forward, Luna pushed the door open.
The bedroom was as dark as the hallway; just the faint reflection of the moon seemed to wash the room in a pale silver gleam that wasn’t enough to ease her fears.
After a moment of hesitation, Luna moved forward, just a step, and stopped at the doorframe. Her heart was beating faster and her breath was slightly ragged.
Maybe she was just being paranoid and Mark had gone some place to buy something. And Roman was just outside. Maybe he had taken the dog with him.
Luna swallowed hard and tried to calm herself down; she was starting to be more than a little scared. So, taking a shaky breath, Luna made up her mind and stepped into the room.
Not even she had had time to exhale the air, when someone blew the candle out.
Luna let out a yelp and felt a hand being pressed against her mouth, as she was pushed not too gently against the wall. She tensed every single muscle in her body and screamed against the palm that was covering her lips.
Luna’s heart jumped inside her chest and started to race like a wild horse. She blinked furiously and tried to move. In two seconds she found herself trapped between the wall of the room and a wall made of firm muscles. There was no difference for her. Both the wall and the body were hard as rock.
Luna shut her eyes tightly, shivering in panic and struggled to release herself from her attacker; her mind already racing with all kinds of ideas and none of them were good. She swallowed hard, feeling tears rising fast and breathed again. And it was then when she smelled him.
Even though Luna was scared she found herself sighing in relief when her brain registered that she wasn’t alone in the dark. At least Mark was here.
He removed his hand and pressed his body against hers, making sure that she wasn’t able to move from where she was standing.
“You…You’re really funny, you know?” Luna whispered, swallowing forcefully. “Why didn’t you answer me, asshole?” Her voice shook with fear and Luna swallowed again, breathing hard.
In response, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them together in his big palm. Luna frowned slightly, shivering again. After that, her arms were lifted over her head and she could feel his hot breath against her neck.
Luna gasped and froze, swallowing hard, trying to adjust her vision to the almost complete darkness that was surrounding her and him.
Luna struggled slightly to release herself and he tightened his grip around her wrists. “Hey, asshole! You’re hurting me, Mark.” Luna said, slightly annoyed, struggling even harder.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Was all she got for an answer. Luna frowned deeply as she blinked furiously, trying to focus her vision. “The more you resist me, the greater the damage will be.”
It was Vin’s voice, but it sounded as cold as ice and as deep as the ocean, sending shivers down her spine.
Luna took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm and thought about her current situation. And all of sudden it struck to her that this was all a game, a role-playing game actually. Luna rolled her eyes, chuckling nervously.
She had never played one but she figured out that it wouldn’t be that difficult. Luna had always known about sexual fantasies involving the fireman, the nurse, the cop…endless possibilities, characters and scenarios to play with.
Her eyes started to grow accustomed to the darkness and she could distinguish his silhouette.
He was dressed all in black. The outfit seemed to be black cargo pants and a tight black sleeveless shirt. Then Luna narrowed her eyes and fixed her gaze on his face. He was wearing goggles?
Luna frowned. “You better be a good fuck, man, because Mark is much more than just fine.” Luna said, laughing nervously.
Not even had the words slipped from her lips, but a hand was pressed against her neck, squeezing lightly. Luna tensed all at once, gasping. Jesus! He was good at this. Luna thought, arching her brows.
He grinned, pressing his full lips against her ear and Luna shivered in anticipation. Then he dropped the tone of his voice to a deep rumble and spoke.
“Mark is a fucking pussy.” He growled coldly, tightening his grip slightly around her neck. He wasn’t really hurting her, but Luna was starting to be really scared.
“Ok, listen, Mark. I’m not gonna…” He cut herself off.
“Mark is gone, Luna. He had things to do.” His voice sounded even deeper and colder as he pressed his body against hers, chuckling coldly. Luna swallowed hard, shuddering.
Ok, he was more than fucking good at playing. Of course she was playing with a clear disadvantage here. For God’s sake, Vin was an actor! Her mind screamed.
“Maybe I should introduce myself.” He whispered, tilting his head to one side, looking at Luna through his goggles.
“That would be nice on your part, asshole.” She retorted, her voice sounded with a bizarre mix of fear, anger and excitement.
He chuckled at that. “Richard B. Riddick, escaped convict, murderer.” He growled, grinning. Luna gasped when she remembered the picture of his character and cursed herself silently.
She should have chosen to see “Pitch Black” instead of “A Man Apart”. She didn’t know if Riddick was a good guy or a bad guy. At that very moment, all Luna knew was that “Riddick” was squeezing her neck a little more tightly than she would have liked and that right now she didn’t now how much of Riddick lived inside of Vin.
Luna swallowed hard and cleared her throat. “Mark…” He applied a little more pressure against her neck. “Oh, mierda…ok, ok, Ri…Riddick… I’m not sure if I want to play this. I…” Luna cut herself off again as soon as he increased the pressure against her neck again.
Now he could feel that her pulse was really damn fast and her breath was coming out in short pants. He winced lightly but kept his grip firm. Of course, he wasn’t going to hurt her at all, but he wanted to know where Luna’s limits were. He had agreed with her sex fantasy and now it was her turn to oblige.
“Now, now…you do as I say or I’ll hurt you, Luna.” Riddick murmured against her neck, brushing his nose against the skin. Then he inhaled deeply and let out a deep, low growl that resounded within her core. Luna gasped loudly, feeling her legs shaking a little and cursed herself silently.
Now she was scared and aroused.
Luna couldn’t believe that she had started to be wet just hearing him talk using that deep gravelly tone of voice. She went silent for a second, thinking about the bet, Vin and Riddick.
This was a role-playing game and she was a grown woman, scared of the darkness, but a grown woman. He wanted to play Riddick and that was something that she had to agree with, but she was still Luna, so…
“Fuck you.” She retorted, slightly annoyed, but more with herself than with him. Luna was fascinated.
How could she be so wet and hot when a guy was grabbing her neck and her wrists almost painfully? For God’s sake! He hadn’t touched her yet!
Luna made a mental note to talk with M about this particular kinky side of her.
“Mmmm….later.” He replied as his hand came to rest on her waist. Riddick inhaled her fragrance deeply and growled again. “It’s been a long time since I smelled beautiful.” He whispered, his lips brushing her skin.
Luna could feel adrenaline running through her veins. She was turned on, feeling fear and lust all mixed in a bizarre cocktail.
He licked her neck and sucked hard enough to leave a mark. Luna gasped as an uncontrolled moan escaped her lips, then closed her eyes shivering in anticipation.
Riddick growled as he applied more pressure with his lips on her neck, nibbling the sensitive skin as his hand came to stroke her breast through the fabric of her top. Teasing her nipples, turning them into hard peaks. Luna moaned loudly and closed her eyes.
It was Vin’s hand, but he was touching her in a completely different way. He was being more aggressive and rough than usual.
Luna felt overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensation that his touch was causing and she found herself dragged to a place of no return where her body was responding with a will of its own.
“Mmmm…..Riddick.” Luna purred as she relaxed a little.
His touch was becoming addictive and his hot breath, caressing her skin was almost an aphrodisiac. She was more than ready and able to be part of Vin’s sex fantasy without doubt or fear. A willing participant.
Riddick grinned against her skin and in one fast move he grabbed her top and ripped the fabric in two pieces. Luna gasped in surprise as a deep moan passed her lips. She felt the cool air caressing her naked skin and her nipples became even harder. He tilted his head back and looked at her.
“Open your eyes, Luna.” Riddick murmured, just a breath away from her lips, then raised his goggles and pulled them off his head, throwing them to one side.
Luna snapped her eyes open and went motionless. A strong shiver crossed her spine as soon as she found herself faced with those silver eyes, glimmering in the almost complete darkness, staring at her.
She had seen them, printed in that picture but the fact that it wasn’t just an effect but that they really were sparkling like twin moons, left Luna almost speechless.
“….Your eyes….they are ….they are beautiful, Riddick…” Luna murmured as she found herself unable to look away.
She had never seen something so beautiful in all her life and for a second Luna forgot where she really was and with who.
Riddick grinned devilishly as he captured her lips in a searing, almost violent kiss. Luna moaned between his lips, pressing her body to his. He had his tongue buried so deep inside of her mouth that Luna could have sworn that she had felt it almost touching her throat.
Riddick let out a deep growl that resounded inside of Luna’s chest and she became even wetter in seconds. When he released her lips, both were panting.
“Stay still and I won’t hurt you.” Riddick growled coldly as he pulled a neckerchief made of satin from his pocket and tied her wrists together.
Luna gasped and her eyes widened. Even though she wasn’t so sure about this, she found herself nodding in agreement. Riddick grinned as he lifted her arms, encircling his neck.
Luna swallowed hard and took a deep breath. She knew that she had to trust ‘Riddick’ without reservation from now on.
Riddick slid one of his hands down her belly making Luna tense slightly, shivering in anticipation. She knew where those fingers were heading and what they were going to find.
Riddick’s right hand had reached the waistband of her pants, making its way down inside of her panties. Luna moaned as she spread her legs slightly apart, giving him room enough to touch her.
Riddick’s body tensed as he felt her heat and wetness under his fingers. “You’re all wet for me, Luna.” He whispered, his lips a breath away from hers.
She couldn’t form a single word inside her brain, let alone speak at all, so Luna nodded, blushing. Riddick grinned as he closed the distance between their lips. Luna closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing.
His fingers were thrusting into her tightness fast and hard and she was enjoying it like never before in all her life.
A strong growl rumbled from deep within his chest as he felt Luna’s hips moving in time with his fingers. Riddick then curled his fingers slightly up, stimulating her g-spot, increasing the speed, while his thumb was rubbing her more sensitive spot, drawing invisible circles.
Luna shut her eyes tightly. She was panting and moaning, with her forehead pressed against his shoulder. She felt her climax rising faster than ever and her inner muscles contracted almost painfully. When Riddick felt her inner muscles clasping around his fingers, he let go of her.
In response Luna whimpered, frustrated, immediately feeling the absence of Riddick’s hand and the heat that he had been producing within her body. Luna needed him inside of her right now, so badly, that it had started to hurt. Her body was aching with an irrational desire.
“Riddick….” She hissed, panting heavily.
Riddick picked her up and headed toward the bed. Luna clasped his body, encircling his waist with her legs, feeling his erection pressed against her belly. He disentangled from her and pushed her back, making Luna land on the mattress.
Luna yelped, shocked, her hands were still tied up together. Riddick stared at her with an evil grin plastered on his lips. Then, he tilted his head to one side, licking his lips.
“Let’s play, Luna.” He growled as he pulled out another black satin neckerchief.
Luna frowned slightly and started to bite her lower lip. In response, Riddick’s evil grin widened.
He then kneeled between her legs and covered her eyes with the black neckerchief. Luna tensed up, but didn’t move a muscle in her body. A strong shiver crossed her spine; all of a sudden she couldn’t see anything and started to tremble in fear.
Until that exact moment, Luna has adjusted her vision and even though she couldn’t see him clearly, at least she has been able to see his silhouette. But now… now she couldn’t see him anymore.
Luna was struggling with herself. She was scared and aroused at the same time. She had never practiced bondage with any man, she had never trusted them enough, and on the few occasions that some of them had asked her, she had always said no.
Nevertheless, here she was with her eyes blindfolded, her wrists tied up and an escaped convict and murderer named Richard B. Riddick ready and able to do whatever he wanted to do and she couldn’t force her voice out because she was scared to death.
But the most fascinating thing was that Luna wasn’t scared of him anymore, but of herself because so far, and secretly, she was enjoying this sexual submission.
Riddick pushed her and made her rest on her back, grinning. Luna gasped but let him move her. He then raised her arms above her head and made them rest on the mattress. Luna took a deep breath and swallowed hard, waiting. She couldn’t see anything at all and that only served to make her feel even more excited.
The next thing Luna felt was something as cold as ice and hard being pressed against her right nipple, caressing the skin. All her soft hair rose at once and Luna shivered. Her nipples hardened even more and a strong shudder ran down her spine, hovering between her legs.
“Riddick.” Luna breathed as her back arched slightly of its own will, desperately searching for the cool touch that had vanished as fast as it had appeared.
In response, Riddick’s raspy laugh boomed around the room.
Luna couldn’t help but shudder at the sound and felt tears threatening to fall under her blindfold. She swallowed hard, trying to find her own voice to tell him that she didn’t want to do this anymore, at least not if she couldn’t see him. But she couldn’t find enough strength to force her own voice out.
“Relax, Luna.” Riddick growled against her ear and Luna again felt that cold touch, sliding down her chest, drawing an invisible line. She shivered and shut her eyes tightly, shivering when she felt it, tugging at the fabric of her shorts.
Oh, my God, help me! Luna screamed within her brain as a strong moan escaped her lips.