Morph

Chapter 20: Riddick’s Jack (smut warning)

All my fears and worries seem to vanish, when I’m in his arms. He tilts my head up to meets his eyes. My God, those eyes! With the snap of a finger those eyes can either instill fear in my heart or make my heart skip a beat. Like a moth to a flame my lips seek his and we kiss. Every single hair in my body seems to get electrocuted. There is no other place I’d rather be right now. He pulls away, licking his lips.

“Why’d you risk everything for me Jack? I don’t deserve that... I don’t deserve you” for the first time ever I can see the openness in his eyes.

“That’s were your wrong Riddick. You ‘re worth it to me, always have been. I don’t regret what I did. I want to be with you, only with you” Riddick gives me the warmest smile.
His fingers are entwined in my hair, massaging my scalp. He tugs my head back and devours my neck. A low moan escapes me. My hands wander around his chest and I find the hem of his shirt, I begin to tug at it, trying to take it off. He steps back and does it for me. I take a deep breath as I watch his chiseled chest flex in front of me. As I begin to take my shirt off he stops me and looks at me through heavy lidded eyes.

“Wait” he takes my hand and leads me to one of the ships living units. I didn’t even take the time to explore the rooms figuring we’d get very little sleep. The room is pretty big, with a huge bed that looks very inviting. The shelves at the side of the bed are secured so the contents won’t fly around during flight. Riddick doesn’t bother to turn the light on since bathroom’s automatic light is already on, giving the room a mysterious feel.

Turning around to face me Riddick looks at me with hungry eyes. “Please, let me” I smile devilishly and comply. He slowly takes off my top, stopping so that the shirt is over my eyes and my hands are up in the air. I giggle at this and hear him laugh as well. With one hand he holds the shirt in place so that I can’t see him. With the other he caresses my mid section and begins to place gentle kisses on my belly. His lips are soft and sensual. I bite my lip, extremely turned on by this. He moves up to me bra-covered chest and bites over the fabric. He licks my neck and my chin, reaching my lips but not devoted to them completely, only teasing. Finally he takes my shirt off and reaches over my back to undo my bra. The bra falls to the ground revealing my already aching breasts. With extreme want, he sucks on each one, making sure they both get attention. I rub his bald head trying to remain calm, but that’s the least that I am right now. My body is yearning for him, but I try to keep my composure...for now.

“Riddick, I need you” so much for that, I think to myself. By the look on his face I’d say he needs me too. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, he gets on his knees and begins to take off my pants, leaving me in only my boy cut, cotton shorts. Riddick picks me up and lays me on the huge bed.

This is actually happening to me. The feeling is intoxicating.

I look down and see Riddick grab the fabric with his teeth and starts to pull it down. I buck my hips when I feel his breath on my wet flesh. When I feel his weight on me I realize that I’d closed my eyes.
His head goes back in between my thighs. His tongue lashes out gently and teasingly. I rub his head and watch. He licks and nibs at my soft flesh, causing me to moan louder and louder. His hands join in this sweet torture.
Now my hands are gripping the sheets next to me, I look down and lock eyes with him. He sucks hard on my swollen clit, while his fingers penetrate me. The sucking becomes steady. I rub my nipples enjoying the sensitivity of them. Riddick grips my ass with one hand, lifting me up slightly, giving him better access to taste me. I can feel my climax approaching. I moan his name in ecstasy. He knows I’m ready for him. My clit throbs and it hits me full force. With my back arched, mouth opnd snd still tugging at the sheet and let it out. “Riiiiiiiiidiiiiiiiick!”

I’m in heaven or the next best thing. My heart is pounding and I try to catch my breath. At last when I open my eyes, Riddick moves up to me and smiles triumphantly.

“I could do that all day” he confesses licking his lips. Damn, he’s so fucking sexy!

“Don’t let me stop you” we both giggle and he raises his eyebrows and makes his way back down, but I stop him. HE gives me a questioned look.

“For as much as I would love for you to do that to me again, I really need you to do something for me” I say cupping his face in my hands.

“Whatever you want Jack,” he says sincerely.

At the risk of sounding naive I say, “Make me yours Riddick. I need you, now” He looks in my eyes and places a kiss on my lips. I rap my legs around him and feel his member rub against me. He positions himself and gazes at me as he slowly begins to enter me. I suck in a breath surprised by his large size, but I never take my eyes off of him. I can tell he loves the expression on my face as I adjust to him. Once fully inside he places his head on the crook of my neck and we begin a rhythmic sway. Gentle at first, he growls seductively in my ear, sending shivers all over my body. He takes his time with me, waiting for me to urge him on. He bucks into me harder and harder only slowing down to look at me. He grips my thigh and props one knee up causing me to bounce harder on his cock. A few strokes are enough to send me over the edge. It’s like he knows exactly where my spot is. Soon after he releases his own climax and hunches over me.

Whispering he says, “I need you more than you need me Jack, believe that”. We lay on the bed holding each other and looking into each other’s eyes. Our souls do the talking.

For a second I think back to when I fantasized about this, the day that Riddick made me his. Now that it’s happened I realize that I’ve always been his. Riddick’s Jack.

To be continued...