Bowlegged with a Small Waist | By : lilblackitty Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 6938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I not own Pitch Black or Chronicles of Riddick, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
She didn’t cry out, beg him to keep thrusting into her, or touch him like she used to. She was just as sloppily wet as she usually was but she lay almost still with her eyes shut as his fingers dove into her. Her pussy yielded to his exploring digits and when he rubbed her clit she would stiffen but he couldn’t get the same rise out of her like he had done so many times before. Moving his fingers down he rubbed at her tiny asshole before roughly turning her over on her stomach. She made a small shriek of protest when he held her down and tongued her asshole. This got the affect he wanted. She squirmed against him as he rubbed his face between her cheeks and sucked on the pink hole. As his tongue burrowed deeper into her ass he heard Alohilani squeal and his nose was flooded with the pungent scent of her arousal. His dick strained against the crotch of his pants in response but he bit back the bitter urge to plunge himself into her. Moving down with little kisses he licked and sucked at the petals of her womanly opening. He sucked the dripping white nectar from between her legs and breathed deeply. This was heaven. He pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed and unzipped his pants, not even bothering to unbuckle his belt or undo the button. He pulled his hard cock out and in seconds he was in her. He growled as she squealed and didn’t allow her to get used to his thickness like he usually did. Her pussy gripped him wetly and tightly. His blood was pounding in his ears and he lost control. His eyes rolled around in his head and his tongue hung out of his mouth like an animal as he pushed himself uncontrollably into her. He blacked out as he let the animal inside, the Furyan inside, take control of himself and the woman beneath him. His hips moved on their own and his cock roughly split open her pussy again and again. Like a dog he fucked her, rutted with her, pulled her silken wavy hair, and dug his fingers into her hips. He could vaguely hear her screams of pleasure as his Furyan blood pounded in his ears. Beneath the silver veil over his eyes, his pupils dilated as his vision became tinged with red. In the dark he could make out every curve of her back, the sweat coating her brown skin, the red bikini top straining to hold her breasts in place as he continued to pound her. Like a bull to the matador, the red infuriated him and turned him on at the same time. Before he knew it he was ripping what little clothes she had off her body and throwing them to the side... When he woke up, he had a feeling he had been too rough with her. They were spooning together and the room was filled with the scent of her body, the sweat of their exertion, and the smell of his many orgasms. In the fray of their lovemaking they had both become naked. Her red skirt was ripped and tossed onto a chair. Her torn midriff hung from the shutters of a nearby window. He spotted his own pants at the edge of the bed and one boot at the corner of the room. Silver eyes looked over at her and noted the gentle rise and fall of her body. Good, she wasn’t dead. He rose little by little, feeling the soreness and also noting that his groin felt sticky and his dick was still hard. He reached down to touch his cock and then gently cupped her swollen folds. They were still warm with a mixture of his semen and her female lubrication. The mixture was thick between his fingers but still very wet and warm. There was no doubt about it now, she had wanted him to impregnate her and she got it. Once he fully sat up in bed he tried to account what had happened but remembered nothing. He remembered eating out her ass and cunt, he remembered pushing himself inside of her and then nothing. He looked down at his cock and smirked to see that it had gotten hard again now that he was fully awake. He nudged Alohilani, he may have given her the rutting of her life earlier, but she was going to give him something to remember her by. She stirred but didn’t wake. He must have completely depleted her energy but it wouldn’t be the first time that he’d taken her in her sleep. He pressed himself against her back and reached around to hold her by the neck with one hand and lift her leg up with the other. This way if she woke up she wouldn’t be able to move away or struggle against him…not that she ever denied him in the first place. He inched into her pussy slowly, grunting at the stinging feeling as he becomes engulfed in her. They’d fucked so much that he’d worn himself raw. In the middle of this pain he snickered at the thought that he could add “sex with a nun” to his list of crimes. She moaned a little but didn’t wake and suddenly he felt a wave of guilt cross over him. It passes. Though he cannot seem to keep his eyes off the joining of cock and cunt he somehow gains the strength to exit her. Soundlessly, he slips out of bed and pulls on his clothes. He watches her for a moment by the window. He thinks to himself that she is so flawless, the one woman who might be so perfect for him. And for a minute he contemplates getting back in bed and holding her until she wakes. Then he remembers the monster that he is, the animal that would surely rip her pliant body apart beneath him if he stayed. The scant hairs on his back prickle and he remembers that mercs will be here soon looking for him. The prickling sensation is a reminder: Mercs will always be on your neck. The sky turns from black to indigo, signaling the rising sun and the jungle begins to wake with the calls of birds and wildlife. Already Riddick has made his way past the watering hole where he first met her to the little ship he has hidden between two enormous jungle trees. Reaching into his pocket he clicks a remote and the cloaking device on the stolen ship lifts, allowing it to fade completely into view. Another click and the hull opens, the florescent lights inside switch on, and he strides purposefully through the open doors as he pulls his goggles over his shined eyes. Taking his seat in the captain’s chair he prepares the little ship for space travel. He briefly laments leaving her here but that too, like his earlier guilt, passes and he pulls the lever, pushes a multitude of flashing buttons and takes off. a/n: I'll be honest with you guys. I finished this chapter like last year and totally forgot to post it. I happened on the story again and was like, "Oh crap I forgot all about this!" But it is finished. Thanks for reading! <3
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