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Chapter 4 - Claim

Kaeion didn’t know how long they were in bed or how many times he fucked her. She was so sore by the next morning that she really couldn’t walk, and had stayed in bed. Riddick went down and grabbed some food from the ice zone and brought them up to her while she soaked in a warm bath. She remembered his smug laugh when she had waddled bow-legged to the tub, wincing with each step—You should be happy you can walk at all, little girl. She growled at him.

Next time it’ll be you injured—I fucking swear!

But then he could be gentle. He picked her up after watching her and eased her into the warm water of the bath, careful to test it beforehand in order to not burn her. They settled in the small confines—she resting on his lap comfortably, while he nuzzled her neck and collarbone with possessive nibbles and licks. Riddick was wild and unpredictable and dangerous, and Kaeion reveled in the beauty of his raw self.

“I didn’t...mean to hurt you.”

Kaeion exhaled exhaustedly. She didn’t really mind now. What was done was done, and she had been hurt far worse before…

“I know.”

A golden finger traced the lines of her face, pausing at her full lips and the tip of her nose. The tub was beginning to smell of his unique musky essence mixed with hers—an aromatic bath of pheremones and pleasure. His voice was dark, but soft and tickled the recesses of her ear.

“What were you dreaming about before?”

Kaeion went silent and turned away from the bronze god beside her. Normally, he would have let the girl go and cared less for whatever it was on her mind—it wasn’t his problem, after all. But not this girl, not this time. He wanted a fucking answer.

Turning her head back to him sharply, he asked again—this time punctuating his question with a growl.

“What were you dreaming about?”

Kaeion sighed and closed her eyes against Riddick’s intense stare. “My parents.”

“And?”

“I just…I miss them. I used to feel safe around them and now…”

Riddick grunted, cutting her off. “Why did you come to this planet, Kaeion?”

Kaeion sighed. She should have known better than to give him a partial truth. “I was adopted by missionaries. They found me in a dumpster, a newborn someone had abandoned by the church to be found. So I grew up with them as their daughter, at first on Omnicrom Necros in the Freon galaxy. But my parents fled—they said that evil men were coming and that we had to leave, so we did. A lot of people did. We finally settled on planet Gratev on the outskirts of the Gola system and made a new life with the small mining settlement there.”

Riddick snickered. “Bringing civilization to the barbarians?”

Kaeion nodded slowly. “Something like that. Omnicrom was known for its arts and sciences, and my parents were hired to teach the locals at school. It actually wasn’t too bad. I mean, not really…”

“Until?”

“Like I said. It was a mining community. Not many women.”

“How did they die?”

“Shot. Daddy to the head. Mommy…”

Riddick grunted. He could put two and two together. The new girl in town attracted too much attention, which all came to a head one night. A classic mining tale. Her old man had been a fool to move his family there. Now he’s dead and the family’s destroyed.

“You should have gone back to Omnicrom Necros.”

“I can’t. It no longer exists. They—the armies of death—destroyed it two days after we left.”

So, planet destroyers…they do exist.

Riddick grunted and went silent. No point in talking about shit you couldn't do anything about—he had learned that a long time ago.

Kaeion leaned into him as his fingers traced smooth circles over her lower back. It was a calming and soothing sensation, and she wondered vaguely if he was even conscious that he was doing it. This man, this Riddick, was a cold-blooded murderer who she had no doubt would turn around and slit her throat on a whim, but for now…for now she was content sitting in his lap in a tub of purified water, listening to his heart beat as he stroked her contentedly. She shifted gently to allow him better access to the small of her back.

Kaeion’s shifting rubbed against Riddick’s loins and reminded him of other things that needed her attention. He thrummed lowly with that sound that he only seemed to be able to make when he was around her, and smoothed her hair and neck. Her mouth. He needed that wonderful, talented mouth of hers...

“Sore?”

She nodded and then pointed to a small basket of green crystals next to the bath. Xanos healing crystals—harvested from drying Xanthian seawater and removing the toxins, it was known to have healing and analgesic properties. He took two liberal handfuls and sprinkled them in the water, turning it a bright, shimmering teal color.

Kaeion exhaled slowly as Riddick slipped two fingers inside of her, tenting her to allow the healing water to work through her entire body. She hissed, but remained still as the small river of liquid coursed into her raw tunnel and healed its fissures and wounds.

“This time I’ll do you slowly, little girl.”

Riddick could feel the electricity of anticipation course through his body as he turned the woman to face him and straddle his lap. Her eyes glittered darkly, like two citrine jewels, and her face was dark with passion and defiance. He sprung forward and nipped her lower lip—she bit back hard and dragged her nails down his chest. The pain was wonderful, causing him to treat her even more gently to her never-ending frustration. He wanted it again. Dipping his head to suckle her neck, he licked a wet trail of kisses to her ear and nibbled gently on the lobe. She dug her nails into the flat panes of his back and dug—hard, leaving eight trails of ripped flesh in her wake. He moaned in appreciation. One had to give pain and the other receive. This repeated in his mind like a mantra—for some reason instinct told him that it was what was right with this woman.

The water eased his entry and he inched slowly into her scorching tightness. Kaeion moaned and sank lower, biting her lower lip as his veined steel pushed upwards into her contracting tunnel. She wrapped around him snugly, like a warm inviting blanket, and he was careful to navigate slowly within her to draw out their pleasure this time. Her nails were still dug uncomfortably in his back, but he leaned into it, relishing the combined sensation of pleasure and pain.

“You…are…magnificent…”

He couldn’t help but breathe it as her essence filled his head. He was fully seated inside her now, and her gold-flecked eyes bored deeply into his own as she began rising, almost minutely, to fall again in a gentle wave on his girth. Chills rode the entire length of his spine as she did it again, watching him like a predator does its prey at the low moan that escaped his lips. She rose again and sank lower, encasing his sensitive orbs, and then rose and repeated the action. She had only lowered herself onto him three times and he was already ready to cum.

“…shit…”

Riddick tried to will himself back from the brink, but couldn’t help it until an iron grip grabbed him at the base of his balls and squeezed painfully.

“FUCK!”

He yelled in pain and his erection went soft, but then hardened immediately again as Kaeion smirked and leaned gently into his lips, her breath hot and sweet across his face.

“…you will not come…until I say you can come, Riddick…”

Goddamn it all to hell, she was going to torture him.

The bitch.

His grip on her hips tightened threateningly, and Kaeion backed off, pulling up until he was almost outside of her inviting warmth.

“Not so fast…remember who’s doing whom this time…”

“I’m doing you little girl. Don’t forget that.”

“Is that so, Riddick? You might want to check your position…”

Check my position?

Riddick’s gaze flickered for a moment. It was only a moment, but just enough time for Kaeion to take charge, wrapping one long brown leg around his back, the other catching his right hand with her left foot to pin it with bruising force against the side of the bath. She captured his left hand with her right arm, twisting it quickly with her lightning reflexes and then tucked it under her bulging right thigh. Riddick was effectively immobilized. The only way he could move Kaeion without shattering his right wrist was to bodily lift her completely off of him with his left arm. Kaeion flexed her inner muscles and he groaned.

There was no way in hell he was about to do that.

Kaeion moved with aching slowness that had him cresting within five strokes or less, and then would mercilessly repress his release with her painful grip. If not for the healing crystals in the water, Riddick probably would not have been able to walk himself.

He lost count of how many times he came—or more accurately, would have cum. Around when he thought he would go numb, she picked up the pace and let him come weakly inside her, smirking at his obviously drained state.

He had to admit, she gave as good as she got.

“Sore, lover?”

“Fuck you.”

“But we’ve been doing that all along…”

For once, he had no smart retort, and he thought about all the lovely nasty things he was going to do to her once he regained the strength in his legs. Kaeion simply laughed and then unwound her legs to allow the circulation to reconnect to his arms. He had come well over a dozen times, and she hadn’t come yet once. She was matching him pound-for-pound in stamina…

“Your stamina is impressive, Riddick. I think you deserve a reward.”

He growled. God, if he could just recover enough to move a little and fuck the girl silly, he promised he’d walk in the light for the rest of his days…

“I’m not your fucking pet, girl.”

“No? You would like being my pet, Riddick…”

Kaeion scooted closer, locking him with her alien eyes again. Riddick wasn’t afraid of anything or anybody, but…the girl was scary when she did that. When she locked her eyes with his and it was as if there was a tugging on his soul—as if she could hear and feel everything that he could…

Kaeion rose very slightly on Riddick’s lap, stroking his length to hardness once more without releasing him from her intense gaze.

Look at me, Riddick…look at me and realize you’ve met your match…

Something had taken a hold of her long ago—somewhere when she had first awoken to the fiery brand between her legs, the humming had been so strong…it had kissed and caressed her, cajoled and toyed her into giving in, turning over to whatever it was that now inhabited her body. This part of her that was indeed Kaeion, but a Kaeion of a different time, a different space…a different her?

The golden flecks seemed to grow, and Riddick clenched convulsively as he felt cool air and then Kaeion lowered herself onto his lap. She was tight—MUCH tighter, so much so that it was painful and the ring of muscles that squeezed him prevented him from pulling out, but instead drew him back in to her searing warmth. The more he fought, the more he sank, until Kaeion hissed, back arching and hips flexing in his open lap. She was hot and tight and, oh god…

“Riddick…MOVE!”

His limbs gained a second life at the growled command and Riddick’s hand immediately dove into Kaeion’s hair to hold her steady as he flipped her onto the ledge of the tub and drove into her with all of his might.

“Uuuuunnnh!”

The sounds that she made were inhuman—between a yipping and a moaning that he felt vibrate deep in her passage before he heard them with his ears. It felt so gooooooood...

He lapped at her throat greedily while pounding into her, the urge to see her blood smeared across the edges of the tub nearly drowning him as he gripped her hips and ruthlessly drilled her onto his cement manhood, grazing her clitoris with his pelvis on each plunge.

“OHHHHHGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDRIDDI...”

Kaeion was going to die and she wanted him to know—wanted the entire universe to know who had slayed her and left her bare. She opened her mouth to yell his claim for all eternity, but never finished the sentence. She vaguely registered him screaming—screaming—her name, but it didn't matter. Riddick swallowed her whole—her mind, her body, her soul—and the silvery wraiths of darkness claimed her.

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