Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ New Dawn ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer and Warning: All right… Chapter 10 update… Be warned this chapter is where we have the first sex scene. There are a couple more in the story but this one is one of the most violent. If pain with your pleasure bothers you do not read this chappie. I do not own DBZ or any of the characters from it. I do own my ideas, though. So don't sue me please, you would only get my kids. This story is for fun only.

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Chapter 10

The next four days were a total blur for Kethry. She woke only briefly to eat and relieve herself. The morning of the fifth day brought her to full awareness. She blinked at the light streaming though the window. Her new senses exploded on her. She could smell the morning dew on the grass outside. She could hear the voices of the chipmunks in the forest as they looked for food. The once-dim cabin now was filled with a wonderful, warm light.

Her tail lay loosely over her leg and Kethry looked down at the twitching limb. It was the same glowing silver of her hair. There were no mirrors anywhere in the cabin so she was unsure if the rest of her looked any different now. Getting slowly to her feet, she walked to the door barefooted.

The fire pit was filled with a roaring blaze and over it was spitted a deer, roasting over the flames. Her nostrils flared and her stomach growled its immediate need for food. With every step she took, Kethry found her new responses thrilling. She felt like she floated over the ground instead of just walking; the balance troubles she'd previously experienced were now a memory. As she reached out of the flame to rip a hunk from the deer, she noted that the heat didn't seem to affect her as much as it once would have. Food firmly in hand, she strolled around to get a better look at herself. Leaning over the pond, Kethry gasped as deep blue eyes stared back her. Her hair was still silver but it was now thicker and wild, falling around her like a raging cloud instead of a wilted curtain. Her nose had sharpened and her cheekbones were more prominent. The hand that touched her face had slightly longer fingers and very sharp nails. She opened her mouth and checked her teeth in her reflection; she now had canines like a wolf. A small noise behind had her up and turning quickly. Vegeta stood leaning against the cabin, a smirk on his lips. Wrapped neatly around his waist was a dark brown tail! He must have re-grown it, she thought, remembering that he had said it was a simple matter.

"You're up at last, I see." He tilted his head to the side, taking in the sight of her. "I was starting to think I would have to drag you out of that bed."

Kethry growled. Wait…she growled? She paused, the hunk of meat hanging limply from her hand. Vegeta chuckled and started towards her. She just stood and watched him approach her, her nostrils flaring again as she caught his scent rolling off him in waves. The person she had been would have been a bit frightened by the way he moved towards her but now she found she found it appealing. He moved as a predator; that was the end of it. Something clicked in her head and she realized she should be kneeling before her Prince. Quickly she went to one knee, her food dropping forgotten from her right hand, which suddenly fisted in a respectful clench over her heart.

"Very nice, I see I didn't talk for hours for nothing. You may rise." He was less than a foot from her, standing with arms crossed.

Kethry rose and met his eyes. They looked at each other for a long heartbeat before he began to move, making little humming noises as he circled her. "I watched the whole process happen and I must say I am very happy with my handiwork." His hand ran over her shoulders. Where his fingers touched her bare skin, there was a burning heat. Kethry's eyes widened. She felt the sudden urge to throw herself at him and roll in his warmth. Before she could let that thought go farther, he removed his hand and a screaming emptiness took its place. She fell to her knees as her body cried in the pain of the emptiness. An amused chuckle made her look up, her eyes shining with the pain. His icy blue ones swam into view, Vegeta smirked.

"Poor little pet, hungry are we?" His fingers brushed her cheek sending wonderful bolts through her body only to have the emptiness return quickly. Kethry's tail thrashed behind her in the dirt and she whimpered, hand clutching her belly. Her every nerve begged for her to move, to reach out to him, but she refused to do so. Vegeta chuckled again.

"Good! You don't beg." He laid a hand on her cheek once more and Kethry sighed at the contact, her pores trying to drink in his touch. This time when he removed his hand, her flushed face went into her hands and she groveled silently in the dust. Her chest heaved with the effort to keep still. Vegeta was now crouching before her, his eyes snapping. Kethry's senses filled with his smell, the sound of his heartbeat, and the waves of heat rolling off him.

"What…is…happening…to me?" Her voice was low and strained. Vegeta chuckled in his chest, smirking.

"Did you think I would chance your leaving after all the time and effort I invested into you?" Again, he stroked her cheek and Kethry arched to his touch, her body responding of its own accord. "You see, little pet, you will die without me now. I have bound you soul to me. Your body craves my touch like it craves food or air."

Some distant part of Kethry's mind heard his words, understood them and screamed. She was unprepared for something like this. Her life as an outcast had left her untouched in some ways. That one, small, clear-thinking part of her clawed at the walls of the binding upon her soul, but could not fight against the steel of the marks closing it in. Vegeta soon robbed even that tiny inner voice of its tongue by placing both hands on the sides of her face. Her now-blue eyes closed down into slits and a low purr rumbled from within her chest. Her tail swayed behind her. His ice-blue eyes looked deeply into her soul and read it like a book.

"Yes, I believe the morning meal can wait for the moment."

He brought his face close to hers, taking in her scent. He rubbed his cheek against hers and Kethry's mind swam with pleasure at the simple contact. The growl that started in his chest vibrated Kethry to her very bones. His teeth sunk into the unmarred skin of her shoulder, not quite drawing blood. She yelped, her body bucking in his iron grip. She couldn't move; the only things keeping her still were his hands upon her face. Vegeta's tail encircled her throat, cutting her air in half. Kethry gurgled and coughed, but couldn't fight, even if he hadn't been holding her. Her felt her body betraying her; she longed for the violence he was promising. His hands dropped from her face and started to roam all over her body, his tail pinning her. With each brushing force he explored her body, leaving lines of burning heat. Not exactly sure how it happened, Kethry found herself on her back, her shirt ripped from her body. Vegeta was growling as his teeth continued to leave their marks on her exposed flesh, leaving throbbing welts in their wake to show she belonged to him. He was muttering words in a hard guttural language she didn't understand, but the information imbedded in her brain told her that this was his birth tongue. Her body thrilled with new sensations while her mind protested in fear. He paused in his downward journey and looked up into her eyes.

"You're untouched, my pet."

It was a statement, not a question, and Kethry barely managed a nod in response. His eyes sprang into flame and he lowered his head once more, intent on marking her. Kethry's breasts ached from the deep bites he had placed on them. She tried to grab hold of his shoulder but was stopped when her hands were suddenly and cruelly pinned above her head. Gagging as her air supply suffered once more, her lungs burned and her mind swam. Yet, her treacherous body thrilled, drinking in every touch like a starved prisoner. With a rip, her pants left her body, fluttering away in the breeze. A scream was ripped from her throat when his teeth sunk into the soft flesh of her thigh. This is too much, she thought, I am going to die from his passions! Then, without warning, his eyes were level with hers once more and she drowned in a pool of frigid fire. He bared sharp canines at her in a snarl before sinking them into her neck at the juncture of her shoulder and throat.

Kethry's body arched under him and her mouth worked for a scream that would not come. He drank of her blood and entered her at the same time. He filled her in one powerful thrust, breaking through the barrier of her maidenhood and shattering the last of what remained of her former self. The pain continued as he battered her body and consumed her soul. An understanding arose within her. If she survived his attentions, then from this moment on, she was well and truly his. There would be no escape or release. Goku had been right; she hadn't understood. Now, the wave was going to pull her under.