| Title: Hemorrhage Author: Priscilla Chapter 7: Revelations "It's gonna hurt like a bitch." Riddick said taking hold of Jack's left knee. It was almost completely out of its socket. He watched as she closed her eyes for a brief second, letting her head drop to the pillow underneath. "Do it." Riddick didn't hesitate push the knee into its rightful position. Jack let out a scream loud enough to wake the entire west side of Tanglier. No one would come to her aid though, not in this part of town. Riddick turned away at the sight of her sweat drenched trembling form. Self-control was something Riddick pried himself on, now he couldn't keep his dick from twitching every time those big blue eyes locked on his. "I'm gonna go take a shower, Riddick." Came Jack's raspy voice from the other side of the room. He nodded once and turned his body slightly so he could watch her from the corner of his eye. Jack sat up in bed very slowly, then rolled her body so that when she stood, she could use her right leg for leverage. "Shit." Jack hissed under her breath as her one good knee buckled, almost causing her to fall flat on her face in the bathroom's doorway. "Your gonna need some help." Riddick stated matter-of-factly. Jack closed her eyes silently praying to God she'd be able to control herself in there with him. Just the thought of Riddick's large calloused hands lathering soap all over her body made her blush, but there was no way she'd be able to bathe without help. And she needed to; bad. "Yeah." Riddick waited until she acknowledged her need for his assistance, then walked over to her. Wrapping one strong arm around her tiny waist, Riddick helped Jack further into the bathroom. It was relatively clean for the kind of hotel they were in. After flipping on the lights Riddick sat Jack down on the toilet and went about removing her clothes. The sight of her exposed breasts made Riddick wish he’d never brought the subject of helping her up. They were small and perky, enough to fit in his palm. He made her stand up bracing herself on his shoulders so she wouldn’t fall and went about taking off her pants. Jack held her breath at the feel of Riddick’s big hands on her slim hips. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest as he removed her black silk panties and tossed them on the heap on the floor. He still wore his goggles so it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. No matter how hard he tried to hide things, she could always read the truth in his eyes. Riddick cleared his throat and stood up, towering over a now completely naked Jack. The room was suddenly smaller as flashes of past erotic dreams about them together bombarded his brain. Shaking his head slightly he scooped her up and placed her in the tub. Jack grabbed onto the glass door to keep from falling and turned the water on. The warmth felt exquisite on her tired and tense muscles. Suddenly Jack felt hands on her back. Riddick had soaped up his hands and gone to work immediately. The faster he got this over with the better. Jack turned her back towards the showerhead when Riddick was done with that side of her body. The pleasure on Jack’s face as water cascaded down her back almost made Riddick drop his load. His cock stood proud and alert, throbbing for the feel of a woman. This woman. When she was done, Riddick soaped his hands up again began to work on her neck and shoulders. He soaped her breasts as quickly as possible, not wanting to linger there longer than he needed to. Riddick stepped closer, bending down to soap up her stomach and navel. Jack gasped and tried to fight back the moan that threatened to escape as she felt his erection poke into the tender flesh of her abdomen. Glancing down tentatively, she was taken aback at the pure magnitude of his member. Riddick was probably eight inches long and pretty thick, veins throbbed in a silent plea. Jack was already drenched, the feel of his hands on her breasts had made sure of that, but the sight of him only made her want him more. Without giving it another thought, Jack took hold of Riddick’s head in her palm. "Jack?" Riddick asked tentatively, his voice husky from the strain of keeping himself in control of his reactions. Jack shook her head and brought his face down to hers for a kiss. Riddick growled low in his throat as Jack’s small hand continued to pump up and down his rigid cock. Riddick suddenly pulled back, looking deeply into Jack’s questioning gaze. "You want me Jack?" He asked in a ragged whisper. Jack shook her head profusely. Riddick took hold of her hips and pinned her back against the shower wall. He kissed again and then entered her throbbing warmth in one smooth thrust. Jack gasped at the sensations he was causing. She’d never felt so completely filled. After he was buried inside her to the hilt, Riddick began a deep concentrated rhythm. Jack’s orgasm hit her like a brick wall, her body bucking and convulsing in pleasure as she cried out Riddick’s name over and over again. Riddick joined her in his release on seconds later, shooting his thick seed deep into Jack’s womb. "Ready for round two?" Title: Hemorrhage Author: Priscilla Chapter 8: Pedal to the Medal Needless the night before had been...interesting and this morning was proving to be no different. Riddick's smirk widened as he noticed Jack's unusual gait. It widened into a full-blown smile as he watched he half walk half hobble her way down the street. His cell phone started vibrating against his leg suddenly. "I need a passport." Riddick said into the mouthpiece, not giving Jason time to say anything. "Nice to see you're still alive too, Riddick." He said sarcastically. "You can use mine, or at least one of them. Meet me at that bondage club on 56th street in about an hour and a half?" "Don't be late." Riddick warned and then hug up to see Jack giving him one of her suspicious looks. "What was that all about?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest. "Guess it's right back to bustin' my balls, huh Jackie?" She shook her head and tried to fight back the furious blush creeping up her neck. She closed the distance between them and ran one long finger down the strong angle of his jaw. "Last night, you didn't seem to mind me bustin' anything Riddick, especially your balls." She said with a slight smirk. Her face brightening at the sudden tugging of the corners of his mouth. Almost as if he would smile, almost. "Got a passport." He said as a means to change the subject, earning himself a smack on the arm by Jack. "You see! You do keep me around for my skills." She said teasingly. Riddick arched a brow at her smirk. "Don't sell yourself short Jack, you're a good fuck too." She laughed out loud at that one and Riddick found himself amazed at the range of colors that ran over her face when she laughed like that. For a moment she looked as innocent as she had been when he'd first laid eyes on her. Sobering up, Jack took hold of one of his big hands and pulled on his arm. "C'mon, I'll need a picture." **************** Wei eyed the two men in his office suspiciously. They certainly looked like they could pull it off, scary ass motherfuckers that they were. But long trench leather trench coats and black shades were not enough to take Riddick down. "Now it's two jobs?" The blonde one asked taking off his shades to make eye contact. Wei wished he hadn't. One orb was the color of a bright morning sky, the other the color of granite. The man noticed his scrutinization and pointed to his face. "Accident. Thought guy was unarmed and dead. Wrong on both counts." "Riddick was more trouble that we thought." "I understand. What's the time fame?" "Immediate." ********************* "So how did you know I could jack a car?" She asked looking up at him from her position under the steering wheel. "Lucky guess." "Alright, try it now." Jack said sitting upright in the passenger’s side seat. She winked at him when the engine roared to life. They drove for about ten minutes, deep into the merchant part of town. They stopped in front what looked like an exact replica of the old arcades on earth. Almost as soon as they walked into the place, a man circled Jack slowly, checking her out. Riddick’s muscles tensed from the restraint he was trying to show. Jack rolled her eyes as the guy licked his lips. "Damn Jack, you look good. You need to start spending some time with me. Get this love baby." "Not tonight, Rico." Jack said shaking her head. "Meet my new friend." She said pointing at Riddick. Rico eyed him curiously, like he was actually sizing him up. "Hey friend." Rico seethed between clenched teeth. Riddick smiled broadly, a gesture meant to intimidate and not surprisingly to Jack it worked like a charm. Rico walked away. They walked over to a photo booth. "Boyfriend?" Riddick asked suddenly. Jack raised an eyebrow up at him but smiled. "Hell no. I like to date within my own species. Get in." She said pulling back the curtain and putting some money into the machine. Hopefully, it would dish out pictures of good enough quality to put on the passport Riddick was supposed to pick up soon. A couple of minutes later he stepped back out. Jack pulled out the pictures the machine was spewing and looked them over. "Fastest passport pics around. These are pretty fucking good." Suddenly, Riddick pulled Jack to him, her chin banging up against his chest. "Don’t turn around." He whispered, taking the safety off the gun in his side gun. He’d done a quick scan of the place when they’d walked in. It been packed with teenagers and a couple of Rico’s boys but not these guys. He would of noticed two guys about his size dressed in all black with automatic rifles in their hands. "Cops?" Jack asked, hoping against hope that she was right." "No, assassins." "Riddick!" The darker of the two guys yells as he raises his gun to fire. Riddick shoves Jack away from him, telling her to run as all the people inside scatter running towards the doors. Shots fly past Riddick’s head as he dashed his way through the maze of arcade games. He’d gotten a few good shots in but the fast was that there was no way in hell his gun would hold up against the kind of fire power they were packing. Riddick noticed Jack was crouched near the entrance, out of sight. He waited for her to make eye contact, nodding ever so slightly when he noticed they were both thinking the same thing. After the signal from Riddick, Jack raised her gun and began firing in the other two’s direction. Using her distraction, Riddick sprinted towards the door, adding his firepower to Jack’s before making his way to the door. They made a beeline for the door, stopping short when a cop car came to a stop a few meters away. The officers stepped out and took position behind their open doors. "Put the guns on the ground and out your hands behind you head! NOW!" Suddenly the assassins came barelling out of the building in a haze of wild gunfire. "Riddick, get in!" Jack yelled from inside the car. Turning the car around, she put her foot flat on the gas pedal sending them shooting out of the parking lot. ************** |