Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Chapter 13 If I can't have you I won't have any. ❯ 13 ( Epilogue )

Chapter thirteen

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A/N: FINAL CHAPTER! (A/N: LEMON ALERT!)

As the two embraced the hunger for his mate was unbelievable in Vegeta. No sooner had Bulma made her eternal vow to him the desire coiled like an uncontrollable snake inside the princes’ belly. The same was true for Bulma.

“Woman I mm” Vegeta gasped as he took her in his arms again and kissed her deeply. “I need you.” He said pulling back from her, stroking his strong hands down her arms.

”I want you too Vegeta...” Bulma said feeling a shiver run through her. She had never felt at all worried about having sex with Yamcha. it had been as though it had never mattered. It had been a purely physical release for her, a way to feel like a normal woman. She had never imagined that the thought of sex could make her feel so different.

For years Bulma had believed Yamcha was her soul mate, that being with him was as good as it got. Yet compared to the experience that she was having with Vegeta now, Yamcha seemed like a blip in her life.

Bulma’s legs shook beneath her in desire and anticipation. She held onto her claimed Saiyan Prince as though if she were to let go she might loose this feeling forever. It felt so fragile, so new and exciting.

Vegeta touched her neck softly, his breath light on her skin making her ache for him to touch her more deeply. Running his finger down her neck led him to slowly unbutton her blouse.

“Woman, I have never felt like this before with any other, never needed anyone so much as now, as I need you now.” Vegeta whispered huskily as he slowly dragging the white shirt from her smooth shoulders, discarding it across the room.

The Prince reached out touching Bulma's full breasts with his hands, gently at first and then with greater passion. It felt as though with her soft lily white skin she was healing all the wrongs his life had produced. Lowering his mouth to them he began to gently lick at her nipples making her to moan loud.

“Veget-oh Vegeta...” She purred throwing her head back and running her fingers through his flaming hair in the fading light of his room. If was official, Yamcha had never made her cry out in such a way, let alone with such small actions.

Vegeta ran his hand down her curvy, feminine body and swiftly tore off her skirt. Making eye contact with her he then delicately peeled off her underwear. She shivered as the cold air touched her nakedness and pulled closer against his fully clothed body. She didn't mind being so vulnerable, not with him, not now. With him she didn't have to pretend to be strong and independent, he already knew her soul, her entire being from the bonding experience.

Vegeta’s skin was on fire and he could feel himself beginning to sweat. He was filled with the need to get himself in a similar state of undress to Bulma. Her slim fingers teased at his shirt buttons undressing him. Unable to stand her lengthily process he pulled his shirt apart, allowing her to touch his broad bronzed chest fully.

Bulma moaned spreading her hands over his strong muscled chest. His skin was so smooth and yet the muscles beneath his skin were tight, hard and exotic against her hungry palms. She moved her face to his chest running her cheeks along it to feel the softness of it. `Dammit I’m so wet, I’ve never-` Bulma stopped her musings when she remembered that now her and Vegeta were mates he could read her ever thought.

Looking up at him she blushed slightly receiving a small, naughty smile from the Saiyan Prince who licked his lips seductively. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself so much woman. I swear I'll show you pleasure like that baseball looser could never even dream of giving you.” Vegeta purred.

Bulma didn't know if it was the words he said or the way he said them, so slowly and deliberately that excited her the most, maybe it was both. Smiling at her again Vegeta lifted her over to the bed an lay her down. The mattress was cold and Bulma shivered at the sensation. Her skin felt so sensitive, she was reacting to anthing that touched her.

Vegeta moved over to her side and put a knee on the side of the bed. Pulling off his shirt completely he discarded it carelessly onto the floor. Bulma reached out a hand to him a touched his six pack gently running her fingers along it, he was perfect. How had she ever got so lucky. Of course she realised she should never tell him that. It would make his ego even bigger.

Vegeta gave her a look that told her he knew what she was thinking. With that same smug look on his face he pulled at his belt buckle, sliding it out of its rungs. Bulma swallowed silently as he rid himself of his trousers.

She flicked her eyes to his. Knowing that once he took his trunks off that there would be no going back. Their commitment would be ceiled. She grinned a little too widely, she didn't want to turn back, not now, not ever! Vegeta let out a small chuckle at her openness she was like a book.

Taking his knee off the bed he quickly removed his truncks flinging them across the room. Vegeta couldn't help but feel a little nervous about what Bulma would think of him, after all her opinion mattered above all others.

Bulma felt her cheeks begin to burn as she dragged her eyes from his face to his manhood. She didn't know what she had been expecting to see there but she found herself pleasantly surprised. She wet her lips at the size of him, her belly doing summersaults at the sight. “Oh Vegeta....” She said her voice full of lust.

Vegeta reached a hand down to her and stroked her bouncy hair lightly before crawling onto the bed beside her. He stroked her face and touched her body, moving his hands down to her heat and gently touching it. Bulma moaned in shock, his silky hands and slow movements were driving her crazy.

Bulma reached her hand out, drunk with pleasure and found his cock, it was hardening with every moment and as she touched it he groaned moving in closer to her and lowering his head to her folds.

“Please Vegeta, oh please.” Bulma moaned wreathing as he played his tongue around her clit. “Mmmmm oh yeah, yes oh Vegeta.” She gasped involuntarily thrusting her hips skywards in response to the Princes skilled actions. Seeing her reaction to his tenderness made Vegeta’s cock throb with need.

Unable to with strain himself any longer Vegeta climbed up the bed he looked at his new mate. Her eyes were half lidded and her face rosily seductive, a small grin playing on her lips. “Let me inside of you.” Vegeta whispered hotly.

Bulma nodded her head against his cheek and splayed her legs allowing him entrance. Vegeta wasted no time swiftly pushing inside her. She gasped at the feel of his full size. She couldn't help but buck below him.

Vegeta smirked at the look of pleasure on his mates face as she bucked her dainty hips against his, moaning. Smirking he leaned forward over her and bracing himself on his forearms began to move at an agonisingly slow pace. He knew that slow and hard would work her up nicely, he wanted this to be a night she would never forget.

He swooped low in his thrusts, hitting her pleasure spot every time. He would never leave her unsatisfied in their love making but then again by the feel of her it didn't seem like he would be able to hold out for much longer, this time.

The two of them began to move with an urgency that had not been present before, as the groans and gasps became loud and uncontrolled. Even Vegeta could not keep his mouth shut as he sat up gripping her hips and pumping furiously as he released deep inside of her pushing her over the edge as well.

After a few moments he rolled off her and pulled her against him. “Woman.” Was all he could mange to say between pants but in the dim light Bulma could see all the love she would ever need reflecting in his eyes and she knew that hers told him the same.

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