A Kid Like Her (A Riddick - Jack Romance/Adventure Story)

Delighted To Be Home

Typical him, his body began to stir before he actually woke up, recognizing that Jack was back in their bed. His began to lazily stroke a small patch of skin where his thumb had been resting. Somewhere in his mind it registered that he was almost palming her breast. His fingers caressed skin, and her nipple pebbled under his touch in response. Her breathing pattern altered slightly as she shifted in his arms, almost facing him now.

A knock on their door intruded upon his half-asleep mind, forcing both eyes open. He ignored it, choosing instead to focus on the delectable body he intended to ravage the rest of the day. Eyeing the breast he just had his hand on, he licked his lips and was lowering his mouth when the knock came again. He immediately frowned and growled in frustration. They obviously weren't going to go away.

Reluctantly, he got up and was now in a surly mood. Looking at the clock, it was ten in the morning. He estimated  they'd gotten maybe five hours of sleep, if they were lucky. Grabbing some boxers he pulled them on as he looked down at Jack. Getting out of bed, when he had been pleasantly curled around his hellcat again, wasn't high on his list of priorities. That, and he didn't get to finish what he'd started. Scratch that, he didn't get to even start what he'd started.

He lumbered out of their bedroom, grumbling the entire way to the door. "If Eron or Vaako value their life, neither of 'em better be on the other side of that fuckin' door."

He pulled it open and was shocked at what or rather who was there. Apparently news had not gotten around that Jack was back and very much alive, because two of his groupies had come to "cheer" him up. One was a blonde woman, who must have recently risen through the ranks, because she was unknown to him. She was petite with blue eyes and cute, in a girlish sort of way. Definitely Eron's type of woman. And the other? A now completely bald Maya dressed rather provocatively. Riddick thought if she breathed in a little too much air her boobs would pop right out of the dress. She was a smart little bitch, too. He had to give her that much credit. She had drug along a blonde woman, remembering he wasn't partial to them.

Upon seeing him in nothing but boxers, Maya almost had to bite her lip to keep from drooling. She always knew he was well built, however, what she had imagined was nothing compared to the gorgeous body standing in front of her. It took all the self-control she could muster to not run her hand down his muscled chest. She didn't really care who the Lord Marshal was. She would've tried to sleep with the man for the rewards regardless. Given their leader was more than easy on the eyes, the word 'self-sacrifice' never entered her mind.

She had spent the last few days coming to terms with everything Jack had said, deducing incorrectly that Jack only told her those things about Riddick to try and frighten her. Maya believed she lied, because she perceived her as a threat for the Lord Marshal's attention. Nevertheless, even if most of it was true, she was certain she could get over it. The benefits would far outweigh a little bruised skin. Besides, Jack was no longer in the picture. Much to her good fortune and according to the talk, she had gotten herself kidnapped and killed. Maya was here to comfort him.

"Lord Riddick, I'm not sure what to say, but I wish you to know how horrible we feel about Lady Jack's disappearance."

Riddick smiled slightly, only because it was his turn to do a little skull fucking. She had no idea he'd witnessed what Jack did to her or that he knew she was lying through her teeth. He eyed the blonde and didn't even look at Maya when he asked about the new woman.

"You haven't introduced your friend."

A fleeting look of anger passed across her face, which he caught out of the corner of his eye. She was pissed that he even asked for her name. He wasn't supposed to like blondes.