Chapter 8

Somewhere in the next hour he had pulled himself from within me. I had not fallen asleep. My eyes felt very painful and empty. It was when I sat up straight, wincing from the pain between my legs I saw Riddick had not fallen asleep either.

He sat up beside me, watched me with those silver eyes and then pullen me towards him, letting me cry into his chest. He didn't utter a word, he just kept me close and gently stroke my back, again humming in a steady tune, from somewhere deep within his chest.

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He had been serious about us going out for food. An hour before we left the house, he had decided he would not leave me alone.

'Come,´ he spoke, walking towards the forest. I noticed his long strides were slower then usual, probably so I could keep up with him.

Before we left he had told me some ground rules. I was not to run, not to make noise louder than whispering and I needed to keep myself as close to him as I could. It sounded easy enough.

After a few hours of walking between trees, flowers and bushes, Riddick halted. I had noticed he had glanced in my direction every few seconds. His silver eyes scanned our surroundings with a sharpness to them. I shivered thinking how animal he looked right now, almost even more animal than when he would force himself upon me.

'Come here,' he said, his deep voice very low. He pulled a water bottle from his waist, offering it to me first. I took a few sips, handing him the bottle.

'You are doing good,' he told me then, his eyes watching my face intendly. He took a few sips himself and then placed the bottle back.

'We will follow the river for a while.' It were the only words he told me, before he started another pace I could only just keep up with.

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It had grown dark, the only thing providing light and warmth a fire, handmade by Riddick, with a large fish above it. Riddick had caught it easily, bare handed.

'We will find a place to sleep here, we need to set some traps,' he told me, handing me some fish. He sat down beside me, eating his share hungrily.

'We will sleep here…. outside?' I asked him. I could not help but feel scared at that news. What is someone wanted to hurt us or some animal walked by?

He licked his lips.

'We will, angel,' he said. He finished his food before I did mine, his eyes watching me.

'You will need the energy.' I slowly complied and finished my part of the fish. We washed our hands in the river, before Riddick extended his hand to me. I slowly took it, not only afraid of him now, but of the dark too.

'I know a spot to keep us safe till the sun comes up. Come,' He easily swept me of my feet and carried me a few minutes. I could not see anything in the absolute dark, but he did not seemed to have any trouble. His stride was strong and fierce.

He only placed me on my feet when we were in some sort of cave. It was cold, the floor was sharp and even in here it was completely dark.

'Can we make another fire?' I asked him hopeful. He chuckled.

'No.' I placed my arms around myself, hearing him move around for a bit, but not seeing anything.

'I cannot see you,' I said. My voice sounded ever so small, so scared. Another chuckle was my reply.

'Come here angel.' I felt his hand on my arm, pulling me down in some sort of nest. He had made a little nest out of branches, leaves and a blanket he had brought with us.

'I will keep you safe and warm.' I felt how he made himself comfortable, only noticing he had taken his clothes off when I felt his hard cock against my arm.

'No- not here not…. in the open.' I pleaded. He seemed to ignore my words and undressed me hastily. I noticed he kept me under him in the nest, shielding me from the dark and everything, but him. The fact I could not see anything was making everything scarier. I felt his big warm hands on my body, caressing me gently. He kneaded my breasts and then I felt him suckle on them. He groaned when I arched my back a little, affected by his ministrations. A rush of wetness escaped me, something he did not miss. I felt a finger going between my feminine lips, gathering some wetness.

'Good girl,' He complimented me. He opened my legs a little wider and laid down between them. I felt his manhood resting against my opening. He let himself slide between my lips a few times, slowing his pace when my breathing grew louder. I swallowed and took a shaky breath. This was happening again, and now out in the open. I hated not being able to see much. And his hands were just everywhere.

'You are extremely wet, angel.' His voice sounded even deeper then normal, more husk. He growled when he entered me the tiniest bit. I froze, feeling my body stiffen against his intrusion.

It seemed to make him stop. I felt his lips on my neck, before they slowly moved to my jaw, placing a trail of kisses until his lips found mine. He forced me to kiss him back, kissing me with a lot of dominant passion. I felt fingers on my breast, teasing my nipple softly, slowly. It was then I realised he was just distracting me, pushing himself inside of me slowly, but deeply. I broke the kiss moving my head away at the feeling of his cock sliding in as far as it could. He softly shushed me.

'That's it, take me in.' He started biting my neck. I was sure he was leaving marks on my skin. It was not even really painful, but serious enough. He pushed himself in to the hilt and then stopped moving. I could almost see nothing in the dark, but his eyes right before mine shimmered in the dark, watching me hungrily. I swallowed again, scared of his intense gaze. Most of the times he seemed more animal than human. But right now he seemed complete alien to me. He was so intense and terrifying.

I found him very intimidating. His broad chest moved against my breasts as he pulled out of me. Just before he broke the contact between us, he pushed himself completely back into me. The long, slow movement felt so intense and strange. It was no longer as painful as before, although he filled me up just a little too much. He always seemed to bump into something deep inside me. And then we hadn't even mentioned how wide he was.

'You are so wet and so tight.' He grunted against my neck as he moved faster. I felt him go a little deeper and winced softly. This time it didn't stop him from continuing. His rhythm remained undisturbed. I turned my head away from him and narrowed my eyes shut. It would be over soon. I just had to hold on. He would fill me up and it would be done.

I felt his fingers slowly slide between us, until he brought them to my clit. He rubbed gently but firmly. As if he would take care of my orgasm at all costs. I swallowed and shivered. His growl became louder and his movements deeper and rougher. I hissed softly as he pumped into me deeply and quickly. He also rubbed my clit harder, but it didn't bring me to orgasm.

I was relieved when I felt him pump more slowly and he came inside of me. He shivered and sighed deeply, his lips on my neck. I bit my lip when I felt him soften inside of me. It was over. Finally.

Slowly he pulled himself out of me, his fingers under my chin, so that I had to look at him. I slowly freed my lip from my teeth and stared into those dangerous silver eyes. I was almost afraid that I had done something wrong, or that he was not satisfied, until he leaned over and kissed me. This time the kiss was slower, more sweet. I felt how he let go of my chin and felt the relief. It was over, again. Maybe he wouldn't even take me tomorrow.

I felt so relieved, until I felt two fingers slide into me and his lips moved beside my ear. He slowly traced my earshell with his tongue.

'You will learn how to come with me inside of you.' He fingered me slowly, deeply, before he turned his fingers around and kept a steady pace. My hands gripped his arms tightly, not sure how to handle the intensity of his touch. He brushed my clit with his thumb and kept fingering me until I started moaning and I shuddered in his grasp. It was that moment I felt how he removed his fingers, just before I hit that delicious feeling once more. But before I could do anything I felt himself lining up against my opening. He was ready again, hard as a rock, entering me deeply once more. I winced and closed my eyes against the stretching feeling he once more created. Why was he so fixated on pleasuring me?

He kissed my neck and jaw, before I felt his lips against my ear again. His fingers were still rubbing me, more gentle this time.

'Good girl, I feel your juices flowing. I know this is feeling good.' He bit my ear before he kissed it again. His fingers were almost to intense against my sensitive clit, but he kept rubbing me.

'No…' My moan was loud when he intensified his pace. He chuckled, before he growled and drove me over that edge. I felt myself contract around his large girth. He kept moving, not once stopping until I finally felt myself grow weak and tired. It was no surprise he came again, his juiced warm inside of me.

'That's it, angel. Every male will smell me on you. My seed will keep you safe and satisfied.' I heard his words, but the meaning was not sinking in. I felt so tired and sore. Before I knew it he pulled himself from within me and moved me on my side, so he could lie behind me. His rock hard abs were against my back as his arms moved around me to keep me close. Very close.

'Sleep my angel, we will need the energy for tomorrow.