Riddick was as horny as hell. Watching the brunette come had been unbearably erotic. His rock hard cock was tucked up tight against his warm, moist flesh, just aching to be let out. His legendary self control was leeching away moment by agonising moment. He'd really felt like jerking off, while he'd been watching them, and for him that was unusual.
Surprising the women had caused a surge of adrenaline to flood through his body. Now, kneeling beside them, the adrenaline high was receding. To be replaced by a renewed throbbing in his groin. He ran his tough calloused hands over their beautiful caramel and snow white skin. They rested hip to hip. Clara sat upright, astride Lucy; their bodies looked as if they were joined neatly together as one.
Riddick couldn't keep his hands off them. He could feel the tremors running through their bodies as he caressed them both. Clara's skin felt smooth and velvety, it was milk white in colour and tantalising. Lucy's mane of dark hair was her most impressive feature, it trailed across her shoulders and breasts and spilled out across the dew damp grass. Riddick was careful not to tangle his fingers in it while stroking her neck.
The iridescent moonlight created contrasting shadows on their skin. It highlighted their breasts and myriads of curves. Long blonde hair, swept back, across one anxious face was complimented by the dark thick curls of the other.
Still lying on her back, Lucy's gaze was courageous, holding Riddick's for just a little too long. Her earlier, boldly made, remark now forgotten in the tense atmosphere. To Riddick her well defined cheek bones and an aquiline nose, sat badly with her suspicious eyes. They remained together, content with their close contact; awaiting his next move. Neither displayed any outwards signs of fear. He was perfectly aware of how other people viewed him, especially women. He could snap their necks, or find their sweet spot with his shiv, in the blink of an eye.
Riddick fondled them both, spoilt for choice. He didn't lie to himself. He'd followed the women for one reason and one reason only. They had looked fun and obliging and he was intent on asking. He was getting real tired of paying for it. Riddick's sex drive was almost as legendary as his skill with a shiv, unfortunately it wasn't so much of a crowd puller.
Riddick walked a fine line in his sexual encounters. Even if he never had to hold a woman down, he would take what he wanted if not given freely. Usually merely gazing at his next conquest with his preternatural eyes was enough to encourage submission.
Tonight, Riddick's mood was better than it had been in a long while. He was intent on making sure the women enjoyed themselves as well. His only reservation was what one would do whilst he was playing with the other. Even he wasn't strong enough to fuck one woman and hang on to a second. Would she try and run, leave her friend behind? Riddick wasn't sure.
Riddick moved closer to Clara putting his arm around her, pulling her gently backwards for better access. He bent his head to where the two women were joined, two heads of different coloured curls ready for exploration. He inhaled deeply and then swirling his tongue quickly across both their labia's he tasted them both. His tongue began to push in amongst their folds and his teeth grazed the lips of their sex. He held them firmly, his fingers digging in to the flesh of their upper arms. He would not allow them movement either for their enjoyment or as a chance to escape.
His efforts were rewarded with soft sighs from both of them. Out of the corner of his eye he could see them finding each others hands, their fingers entwining. He was unsure if this was in lust or reassurance, either way he didn't care. With a smile on his busy lips Riddick continued to suck and lick flicking his tongue roughly over their clits. He probed deeper, first with Clara, savouring their taste. Tonguing both of them at the same time was the pinnacle of arousal for Riddick.
He gripped Clara harder as she began to squirm. She was dripping wet and Riddick lapped at her. Her skin was flushed with excitement. Her hands gripped his shoulder tightly. Riddick hissed as her nails dug into his flesh. He released Clara and she slumped backwards. Moving to kneel next to her, her began massaging her thighs with his large hands, running them up her torso and then, teasingly, back down.
He looked over to Lucy, who had sat up, but otherwise remained static, waiting for Riddick's direction. With a sharp jerk of his head he motioned that she should join him. She rolled on to her knees lightly and wriggled over to her friend. Taking one hand off Clara's body he wrapped it around Lucy's wrist. That was all Riddick felt he needed, for control of her again.
He stopped his massaging of Lucy's body, with his remaining hand, and quickly sank his fingers into her. He began to rhythmically twist them and slide in and out of her tightness, while his mouth found a hard nipple. Riddick didn't know what was the more arousing; watching his hands sink into her, or to feel her slick wetness running down his wrist.
As he worked on Clara, Riddick could hear Lucy breathing hard again. She was becoming very aroused again. Riddick looked at her, she stared back. Her posture was sullen and he eyes blank. From her demeanour he got the feeling she was jealous at Clara's response to him.
"Don't you like me playing with your toy?" He asked. Lucy narrowed her eyes but didn't answer.
He spread the fingers of his hand, and unwrapped them from her wrist. Her arm was resting against her body. Riddick traced a circular pattern across her golden brown abdomen and then down to her own folds. He continued to watch her. He was in control here and she would do as he wanted. A single finger toyed with her. Her breathing hitched. She bit her bottom lip. Riddick smiled slyly, and thrust his fingers hard into her. She inhaled sharply and raised herself off her knees and spread her thighs. He now had both women exactly where he wanted them. Riddick grinned, thoroughly enjoying himself, both were writhing and moaning. His cock twitched in response to their arousing sounds.
Riddick had decided to take no chances with either woman running from him. He had no real intention of hurting them, but they didn't know that. He could be a sadistic bastard when he wanted to be. He pulled his fingers from inside them, Clara whimpered unhappily.
He sat back on his heels. Lucy had already come and would, maybe, need more time to recover. Clara was certainly ready. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and looked up at him, her aroused body and half closed eyes pushing Riddick's senses. He wanted to take her in his arms, turn her over, and fuck her right there.
Instead Riddick stood up. He offered his hands to her, helping her to her feet. He swallowed hard, pulled her close and kissed her. She was the tastiest fucking thing he'd ever held. Bending her backwards as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and letting her sample the remains of her own taste. Riddick was being rough with her, reinforcing who was in charge of the situation. He pulled away, gazing intently, allowing her to fully appreciate his silvery stare. She lowered her eyes not wanting to provoke the predator. Her posture was one of complete submission.
Riddick doubted he needed to say it, but did anyway. "Stand there. "It wasn't a request.
Turning, he pulled Lucy, to her feet. He grasped her shoulder and steered her in front of him, making her walk to the nearest sturdy tree. He wanted her safely secured. He knew it would make them to feel vulnerable too.
"I'm not going to hurt her, and I won't hurt you either, if you do as you're told," he said. She stopped in front of the tree, being unable to proceed any further. She turned to face him, and nodded. She sank to the ground and looked across to Clara.
Riddick produced a length of fine thread from his pants pocket. The thread was, exceedingly thin, but very strong. Riddick quickly made two loops, and bent down, to push Lucy's hands into them. He then tightened the loops and wound the thread around the tree. He secured it with a knot. Leaning close to Lucy he held her chin and tilted her head up.
