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Third and last part of the Defiant trilogy

I.

"Riddick, you don't let me do anything and I simply can't stand it any longer." Hope whined. "I'm doing fine and I'm bored out of my mind. And I don't even get laid!" she added for good measure.

She stood there and looked absolutely stunning in one of his shirt, her hair open, her feet bare and her lips pouting.

"You nearly died on me and I'll be damned if I don't make sure you are completely well until you go off and do something stupid again."

"Oh yes, it's been me who went after completely innocent Ronson; we could have avoided all that mess if you'd just have stayed long enough to let me do the researches like you promised." When she saw his face crumble she quickly stepped to him, set down on his lap and wrapped her hands around his neck; that had been low, very low and she was sorry. She knew how hard he was with himself, how much he blamed himself and hated herself for saying something like that.

"I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean it." she hurried to say and kissed him. "Riddick, come on, I said I'm sorry." Her fingertips traced his jaw line and went down his throat to his collar.

Riddick just stared at her and didn't answer. Hope was straddling him and now she pushed her pelvis against him in hope for a reply. "Riddick!"

"No!"

"Please!" She was pouting, her fingers were sneaking under his shirt and she was wriggling on his lap until she got the reaction she wanted … a full fledged hard on pressing right against her core.

Riddick was breathing hard by now but he wasn't the master of self-control for nothing. 'Distract her. Just distract her.'

"Babe, why aren't you wearing any panties?"

"You are always going commando and I thought I'd give it a try." She answered with a wicked grin.

"You aren't wearing any trousers either."

"Ooops, my fault." she beamed; her fingers wandered down his abdomen to the waistband of his trousers.

"Babe, stop it."

"Then you have to stop being so damn fucking gorgeous! Riddick, it's been so long!" she whispered in his ear and her tongue darted out to lick across the outer rim.

"You still aren't cleared for duty, so no. Don't make it any harder on us than necessary. It's been as long for me as it's been for you and I won't be able to be careful."

"I don't care." Hope wriggled some more and the growl that escaped Riddick's gorge let her giggle. She knew he was too glad to see her up and alive to just push her from his lap and she intended to take full advantage of that. They hadn't lost sight of each other for more than a few minutes at a stretch the whole time since they left Borean; the urge to touch the other, to feel the other, to relish the feeling that they were together again was just too strong.

"Fuck, babe, stop it!" If he'd have his way with her right now he'd brake her, she was still in no condition to put up with him. He really had to stop her … in a few minutes.

"That's all I ask of you! Why can't we at least agree on me getting fucked?"

She tucked at his shirt until she had it up to his arms but didn't get it any further; undressing a stone would have been easier ... she had to put out the heavy guns. With knowing fingers her hands started to knead the tense muscles on his back until he started to relax slightly. She let her hands trace down his back in a feather light touch, caressing each scar and causing a shiver running down his spine; she knew perfectly well how to weaken his defenses.

He knew he should stop her surely by now but he was only a man, not a fucking saint; he decided to let her go on for just a little while longer. As long as he didn't do anything himself she was on the safe side.

He knew he was lost when she started to trail open mouthed kisses down his neck and then sucked at his pulse point. Fuck, it's been way too long. He was so occupied with restraining himself he even hadn't been aware that she had opened the buttons of his cargos and had freed his cock from the confinement the trousers were giving him; feeling her fingers on the silky tip was his undoing. With a groan his hand fisted in her hair, his mouth crashed down on hers and his tongue parted her lips. She tasted so sweet, so good ... but he would let her take the lead.

And the lead she took. She had engulfed his cock with one of her hands and stroked him while her other hand had sneaked further into his trousers and was playing with his balls. Their tongues dueled, their teeth clashed together when he sucked her tongue into his mouth; he could feel her wetness through the fabric of his trousers … he couldn't wait to sink himself ball deep inside her, feel all of her. He wouldn't have been able to stop himself now if his life depended on it.

He stopped kissing her only to get the shirt over her head; he had to feel her skin against his. His hands held her shoulders from behind and bent her back when he started to kiss his way down her gorge to her breasts. She cried out in pleasure when he took one of her erect nipples in his mouth, sucked on it and then nipped it with his teeth.

"Riddick, please." It didn't take more than that … no games this time.

She was so wet already that he didn't waste any more time with foreplay, his hands wandered down her back, cupped her ass, lifted her up and guided her entrance to his throbbing cock. After all that time she was so tight he nearly came before he had entered her completely; it took all his willpower not to take her, to carry her to their bed and have his way with her. A look at her face confirmed that she was as close as he was … the both of them wouldn't last long. His cock was buried deep inside her, his hands firmly on her ass to guide her movements. He was throbbing, wanting and couldn't feel her close enough, deep enough.

Hope's eyes were closed, her lips slightly opened and moist; she slowly lowered herself down on him, took him completely in. He felt so incredibly good that deep in her, he filled her completely. He had barely entered her when she already felt her climax building up.

She started with a steady, seductive rhythmus, lowered and raised her hips slowly at first but quickly increased the pace. She needed him too badly to go for slow and lasting.

All too soon her still weak thigh muscles started to quiver, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to continue but Riddick had already sensed her problem; he had started to move himself, thrust into her while holding her tight against his chest. His mouth captured her lips and his tongue mimicked the movements of his cock, Hope's nails bit into his shoulders as she moaned into his mouth and he had never felt better than in exactly that moment … he was claiming his mate again. She was his.

He sucked on her pulse point, making her moan even more; when his teeth scraped across the bite mark he had left on her shoulder she cried out, started to meet his thrusts again … she was so close. His finger on her clit started to push her over the edge. "Babe..." He didn't have to say it … he followed her into oblivion when she opened her eyes for him.

With a contented sigh and a big smile on her face Hope rested her head on Riddick's shoulder, allowing her body to calm down, feeling his arms around her. She heard his heart beat furiously, feel the little shiver that ran down his spine and she knew that everything was as it was supposed to be. She was half asleep when he carried her to their bed, his cock still buried deep inside her.

She'd deny it vehemently but she was exhausted, she had to rest for a while and knowing her well enough that she'd refuse if he told her so he laid down with her on top of him, her bodies liked glued together. She buried her nose in the crook of his neck and relaxed. His hand trailed down her body, followed the contours; she was still too thin but already gaining weight. Not long and she would start nagging him for workout. It would be hard for him to tell her no with her way of negotiating. But then again … he loved challenges and he couldn't wait to find out how far she was willing to go.

"You are a witch, babe." He smiled and kissed her forehead before pulling the blanket over them.

"Yeah, but now a thoroughly fucked and happy one."

That got her a laugh; he liked her using the right terms.

"Babe …"

He didn't have to say it, she knew what he wanted to tell her. "I love you too." she whispered softly before finally falling asleep.

They enjoyed their peaceful days on Furya but if they'd have known that these days were numbered they would have enjoyed them even more.