We're all monsters here | By : MissMikaele Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 10783 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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She walked the streets quickly scenting the air looking for anything out of the ordinary, a scent of fear, anything that would help her find Riddick. She kept at this for around ten minutes bobbing and weaving through a crowd of people before she smelled something that made her stop in her tracks, a smell that was intoxicating and utterly male, it smelled like anger and raw sex all rolled in one, did this scent belong to Riddick? It was worth a shot to investigate, worst case scenario if it wasn’t him then it wasn’t him and she would have only wasted a few minutes, and she needed to know who was making that smell. She followed the smell into a deserted street and looked around, she couldn’t see him but she could sure smell him. There were only a few places he could be hiding, behind trash cans and other unsavory things on the street or up higher in the windows and walkways of the buildings lining the street. She guessed he was up higher. She sniffed the air for a few more moments to try and figure out which direction he was, after locating where the scent was coming from she turned that way and looked up. She wasn’t going to go up there. No. She was going to get him to come down to her. She smiled briefly before talking hoping he was watching her.
“You can’t keep running Dick.” She paused only a moment to enjoy the shortened version of his name. “Because you know that me and my crew will keep on finding you. The smart thing for you to do is come down here and fight me, it might get me off your back for awhile and give you time to run away again, you really would be saving some time and energy, that is if you think you can take me.” She finished much like she began, with a smile.
** Riddick’s POV**
Riddick watched from where he was hidden deep in the shadow of the wide window as a familiar scent drifted towards him as an unfamiliar face walked close to where he was, all she had to do was look up. He watched intrigued as she walked around with a pronounced sway to her hips, she seemed to be sniffing the air, he watched her face change ever so slightly as she neared closer to him, she lightly wet her lips and smiled before she started speaking. As he listened to her speak two things quickly became apparent to him, one was that she was a spunky little bitch, and two was that this was the women who had been tailing him for months, and for months that sweet scent tortured him, there had been a few times he almost let her catch him just so he could get closer to her on the off chance that she would have some criminal complex and want to fuck him like few female mercs before her had. It had been nearly six months since he had a woman, maybe that’s why she seemed to affect him so strongly, and it didn’t help matters that she looked like a living sex doll with her pouty lips and hourglass body, he looked closer and he could see cords of muscle in her bare arms. Good, he didn’t like weak women. Her voice stirred feelings of lust in him and as he watched her long braid sway slightly in the wind, mental images of running his hands through it and pulling hard as he took her from behind sprang up. It mildly amused him that she called him Dick and if she wanted a fight who was he to deny her?
** Sasha’s POV**
She watched as a very large man jumped down with a bemused smile. The closer he walked towards her the stronger his scent became, and the stronger his scent became the tighter her chest felt. His picture didn’t do him any justice. He was tall, at least six one, and heavily muscled, but not overly so, and he walked with a feline grace. He opened his beautiful mouth to say something but she didn’t give him a chance, she ran at him as fast as she could knocking him to the ground, straddling his waist. She went to stab at him but came up short, in her haste she hadn’t even bothered to pull a knife. She silently chastised herself and punched at his hard chest but before she could connect he flipped her, making it to where he was now on top of her, and while her body very much welcomed the change in position her mind knew it only made him more dangerous. She tried to push him off but he just pushed his weight into her pinning her to the ground, he then put her hands above her head, holding both her wrists in one of his calloused hands. She was ashamed to admit that this was turning her on, the weight of him felt so good to her. She stopped struggling and lay beneath him silent except for the panting that seemed to be coming from her. She wasn’t even tired, why was she panting? Before she could answer her own question her body betrayed her in the worst of ways, and her hips bucked connecting with his perfectly, that caused him to tighten his grip on her wrists and a growl to come from deep within his chest. Her legs seemed to move on their own accord, spreading wide so he could settle deep between her thighs, and her hips bucked again, this time she was the one to growl. She just couldn’t stop herself, she knew she was supposed to be fighting him but she couldn’t stop moving beneath him. One of her legs hooked over his hips as she grinded harder against him. Before too much longer she wasn’t the only one moving, he was humping against her his head buried in the crook of her neck licking and biting and his free hand cupped and groped at her large breasts. She moaned loud and she wished he would free her hands so she could do some groping of her own. He kept grinding his rather large bulge against her now wet center, harder and harder, and she didn’t know how much longer she could take this. Her heart was beating fast and hard and her stomach seemed to be tied in a knot and the longer they rubbed against each other the tighter the knot got. He bit her shoulder and that opened a flood gate inside of her, her world started spinning and all hearing ceased but before she could reach completion a horrible stinging pain erupted all over her body and her hearing returned in time to hear Riddick yell in fury. She looked around mildly confused until she saw the cruel smiling faces of her “team mates”. They got her in the net too. She looked at James with a question in her eyes, and he just looked at her smiling. They weren’t going to let her go; they were going to take her in right alongside Riddick. It was then that she yelled in fury as well.
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