Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Passion Unrestrained ❯ Mine ( Chapter 8 )
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By: SolarityKi 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.12.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.9K | Visits: 734 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.12.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.9K | Visits: 734 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 8 Mine
From the moment Vegeta had felt her hand through the thin material of his pants, he knew that tonight was going to be a test of wills. Smirking, he was confident he would win, or that's what he thought at least. All that she did to him, he started to do to her. He looked at her with burning passion in his eyes and gently rubbed his warm hand up her thigh. He let the rough fabric of his sleeve scratch upon her ivory skin. The feel of his hand on her thigh, made it almost impossible to eat, but somehow Bulma managed to finish. She could feel her insides melt in a burning miasma of need as he had touched and fondled her under the table, but the night had just gotten started.
“Vegeta”, Bulma said barely able to contain the fire in her voice, “I may have lied a little when I said no one would see you tonight. I was trying to tell you that no one would recognize you. I bought you the suit specifically for that purpose. No one here on Earth, knows or cares who you are, other than me.” “We have a few more places to visit tonight”, she said, leaning over him so he could see the tempting swell of each succulent breast. She tried to ignore the look of heat in his eyes as she proceeded to get ready to go. She knew that if she looked into his black liquid eyes for more than a few seconds, the game would be up, and they would never leave the Tower.
Bulma planned to get him to look at the beautiful lights of the city when they got back, if they ever got the chance to. She had the feeling that when they got back, there would be no looking out the window, only staring into the eyes of a volcano about to erupt. His every look melted her down to her very core, and made her womb tighten at the mere thought of him. ::Compose yourself:: She thought sharply, and took a deep calming breath, only to breath in his intoxicating scent. None the less she knew she had to get out of that room before it was to late.
“Okay Vegeta lets go! I have the car waiting for us, to take us to our next destination.” Bulma hear herself say, forcing herself to jump up perkily. She knew her tone and demeanor would put his guard up, and she was ready to have some fun.
“Where do you think you're going to take me woman?” he said indignantly, showing that her little stunt had already started to work. He was distracted from thinking about her for a second, as he thought about all of the places she could possibly drag him. Each and every one of those places, he though, would be very uncomfortable. Instead of arguing with her, he had decided he would play along a little more.
“You'll just have to wait and see where we go next.” she reply sweetly grazing a soft breast against his arm, as she grabbed his hand. She couldn't help but enjoy the look of paranoia that flew across his face, as she led him to the elevator.
When they entered the elevator they were alone, so Vegeta thought it was his turn to make her a little bit more uncomfortable. He leaned over and breathed hotly into her ear, lightly nipping the bottom of it, right before the door opened for them to step out.
A few minutes later Bulma found herself in the stretch limo surrounded by his masculine scent. She couldn't help but smell him, his scent was one of the very things that shook her to her core. She had only recently started to be very conscious of it, since their bonding. She still couldn't register the thought of him claiming her, but inwardly as she sat close to him she said ::Mine:: Revved up for the games she had planned, she sat extremely close to him in the car. So close in fact that she knew if he so much as moved he would brush up against her in some torturous, teasing way. Sitting this close to him she leaned over and pressed her body against his, and took a small lick of the salty skin on the side of his neck. She could feel his whole body tense up, and she smirked to herself.
Vegeta immediately noticed what she was trying to do, but he had decided to play his own game. He kept every muscle of his body still and tense, only moving his hand, once again, to her thigh. He rubbed her thigh gently in circles, and heard the sexy intake of her breath. He could feel the very heat of her body pressed against his, in a very erotic way. He could smell her scent, strawberry, with a hint of vanilla, lingering in the air all around him. It made him want to delve into her and lose himself in her molten hot body. He knew he had to keep his nonchalant expression, or she would know that it was harder for him to keep himself under control than she though. So far he thought that everything had gone well, that was until they reached their first stop.
Their first stop was a three story building, with dark tinted windows, and a single sign that said “Taboo.” Something about this building made him feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was the fact that she was acting like the cat who ate the canary when they pulled up. He was mildly taken aback at the exterior of the store, but he literally had no idea what he was getting himself into when he let her guide him out of the car and into the doorway.
Bulma had picked up on his confusion, and was going to run with it. She grabbed his hand and practically dragged him as far into the building as she could. Bulma smiled as she saw him looking around. She could tell he was slightly panicked and a little in shock. She had just dragged him into the city's premier lingerie shop. He was surrounded by several delicious pieces of lingerie, that she would soon be showcasing for him herself. Bulma, unable to help herself when she saw the look of horror, and excitement on his face, leaned over seductively and whispered “Are you ready for your show price? Tonight you are the lucky man who gets to pick out what I'm going to be sleeping in. You may even get to help me move it piece from piece off of my body, if you're a good boy.” After saying that, she picked out several pieces of lingerie and paraded her body in front of him every few minutes with something new. Enjoying the intensity of his eyes on her scantily clad body.
Didn't the woman know what she was doing to him, Vegeta though vehemently. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her as she walked out in every single piece of lingerie that she had every worn in his deepest fantasy's. Vegeta was piratically stunned, his breath and heart would speed up every single time that she walked out of the dressing room. His member was throbbing and rock hard against his leg. He had to take control of the situation, before he took her then and there, on the dressing room floor.
He knew he had to pick something out now, or they would never make it unscathed out of that damned store. He moved quickly while Bulma was changing into yet another appetizing piece of lingerie. While he was frantically looking around the store, he found exactly what he wanted her to wear. He was surprised that she had not already picked it out to try on. He knew that it would suit her body better than anything he had seen her in so far. It reminded him of the stories he had been told, of what Saiyan women wear on their wedding night. Needing to be out of the store before she made him look at anything else, he bought the piece of lingerie, and the matching crotchless panties. If she asked, he would just tell her she should be honored that he had picked something out at all. He didn't want her to try it on here, and he also didn't want her to see it yet. Stealthily he moved over to the check out counter and asked the clerk to ring it up under Bulma's name. While he was waiting for her to come out, an item on the other side of the store had caught his eye. Quickly he ran and grabbed it, spending the small amount of money he had with him on it. He could tell that she was about to come out of the dressing room again, so he quickly shoved his purchase into his coat pocket, where she wouldn't find it.
As she walked out of the dressing room, he was surprised to see that she was already dressed. Seeing the shocked look on her face, that he had already checked out, he smirked at her. Then he handed her the bag with the wrapped box in it, and leaned over, breathing hotly in her ear, to explain that he wanted her to wear it tonight. Frowning at him for picking something without her, she started to try to open the package. He stopped her before her fingers even touched the wrapping paper.
“No”, he growled, “You will wait until later to see it.” His hand automatically went to his breast pocket where the real gift was stashed, making sure it was undetectable.
Surprised at his aggression, Bulma nodded, and then walked to the door, swaying her hips tantalizing him to watch, her toned ass, as she got back into the lime. She knew of one other place that she could take him, and she planned on getting back at him for picking something out, without her. She knew by the time there were done with where they were going, he would practically be on his knees begging her for anything she was willing to give him. She had decided to take him to Club Comoros, the best dance club in town, while she had been in the dressing room. She wanted to see how he reacted to the way she danced.
When they arrived at the club, they were granted immediate access, the doorman had realized who she was. The first place she took him was to the bar. She ordered him a scotch on the rocks, and then a martini for herself. Knowing that he would be caught dead before dancing with her, she had a whole different plan in mind. Bulma could already tell he was hoping she wasn't going to make him dance.
“So Vegeta, would you like to dance with me.”, Bulma asked huskily, rubbing her body against his, to the beat of the music.
“Why would I ever want to dance with you woman?”, Vegeta replied arrogantly, seeing the way she was starting to play with him, “I'm not one of those pathetic boys you can just drag around and expect to do everything with you.”
“FINE!”, Bulma yelled at him in mock anger, hiding the evil grin she had on when she walked away. She placed herself right in the middle of the dance floor, and started to sway rythmicly with the music, making men turn from their partners just to get a better look at her. Before she knew it, she had a line of men waiting to dance with her. She decided she would have her pick of them, and chose a blonde piece of man candy, that looked nothing like Vegeta. She knew he would get jealous, and she couldn't help up look forward to what she knew would be some sort of confrontation. As the music sped up, she started to bump and grind with the blonde man, as Vegeta watched, fuming. He would not let her shame him like this. She was his. He could feel the animal rage taking over as he watch. The deep voice in his body growling ::Mine::.
As he watched her beautiful body be pawed at by some inferior human, he suddenly had the urge to grind the mans face into the ground. For a while he was able to hold his composure, until the music turned into a slow rhythmic tune. Feeling Vegeta's rage in her own veins, Bulma started dancing even closer to the other man, waiting to see what Vegeta would do about it. She pressed her body up against the blond man, while his hands started to make the slow trip down to her ass, where he would eventually try to fondle her. Seeing where the other mans hands were headed, and not being able to believe the fact that someone was touching his mate to begin with, Vegeta completely lost it.
He shoved his way through the crowd, no longer caring for this game that they had been playing all night. She had finally gone to far. He stopped just short of where she was dancing with the other man.
Bulma could feel the heat of Vegeta's eyes on her, so she moved even closer to her dancing counter part just to infuriate him even more.
As Vegeta saw her move closer to the blonde man, he noticed that the mans hands had almost reached their goal, and were about to grab on tightly. Vegeta was having none of it. Savagely he grabbed the other mans hands, swinging the man off of Bulma and throwing him down to the floor. He broke both of the mans hands, and then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying into the DJ's booth. As he stood over the other man he said, “Never touch my mate again, or the next bone I break won't be anywhere close to your face.” Spitting on the floor next to the man he started to storm off, but not before grabbing a hold of Bulma.
Smirking with satisfaction at what he had just done, he dragged Bulma back into the limo. As they sat in the limo, he forced her into his lap, giving the driver directions to hit every bump possible on the way back to the Tower. He sent Bulma a glare, filled with burning heat, and she quailed under it.
Shuddering with fear and anticipation she let him drag her up into the bedroom. Surprisingly he left her for about ten minutes, saying he had to go retrieve something.
Scared of what he was going to come back with, she paced nervously across the floor, only to have him emerge from the shadows with a bag in hand, making her jump backwards. He set the bag down and looked at her.
“Go get the bag from the store that you made me visit earlier, open the box inside of it, and put what is in it on.” he demanded, in a tone that could not be argued with.
As Bulma was changing, Vegeta got the bedroom ready. The bedroom had already looked spectacular, but he was going to get some payback for what she had done with that other man, and also show her that she was his, and his alone. No one would ever touch her again, and he would make sure that she got the point this time.
Bulma hurried to the bathroom in a panic, and started to open the box of lingerie that he had picked out. As she unfolded it, her mouth fell open. It was the most beautiful piece of lingerie she had every seen. It was a solid black teddy, with diamond beading that formed a choker around her neck. It hung low in the back, and was tied together with a few strings of material. It flowed, but stopped several inches above her knee's, showing off the black lace, crotchless panties that went along with the outfit. She left her heels on, and headed back out into the bedroom.
As she looked at the bedroom in shock, she didn't feel Vegeta sneak up behind her. “Well woman, I'm about to show you what it means to be the mate of a prince.” he said as he covered her in his burning hot Ki. He made her float over to the bed. He knew she couldn't move, but he could also see the heated lust and undefinable passion in her eyes. He held her to the bed with his Ki, and then fastened the ropes he had retrieved from the store in place, so she wouldn't be able to move. He bound her hands together and attached them to the bed frame. Her legs were tied so that they would be spread open to him. He realized that he could see her blue hair peeking through the crotchless panties that he had picked out.
She looked delicious, and he wanted to ravage her body with all of the force he could muster, but he was able to contain himself. He could smell her heated arousal, and it made him moan loudly in anticipation. He filled her body with enough ki, that every time he touched her, she would feel pleasure. Smirking evily he started his sexual torture with her face.
He traced the lines of her face gently with the tips of his fingers, giving her scorching looks as he started to move further down her body. He leaned in and ravaged her mouth, giving her a kiss filled with longing and passion. He grazed her bottom lip with his teeth feeling her whole body quivering in anticipation. He felt her moan into his mouth which pushed his burning excitement even further. He had been waiting for this moment ever since he had seen her walk in the door with that tight fitting dress on.
As his fingers moved down, so did his mouth, burning kisses down her entire body. First he rubbed her nipples, and enjoyed the feel of them straining against the soft fabric of her teddy. Then he ran his hands down her sides, feeling her arch in delight. Gently he moved his fingers even further down, stopping just short of where her blue hair started, running his fingers around in circles, showing her what he would do once he got down there. He could smell her heat and arousal even more as he inched a little further down every second. He could feel her trying to move closer to him, but he backed away smiling, enjoying the look of intense heat that she shot him. She looked up at him with dark, blazing, begging eyes, and he bent down and whispered, “Oh no, not yet my mate. I have to teach you what it means to be mine.”
After he said that, the real torture began. He undressed slowly in front of her, making sure she saw his huge pulsing erection. Then he moved silently forward, to take over where he had left off. He moved his hands down, tangling them in the blue hair of her womanhood, while she squirmed for him to move his fingers lower into the moist heat of her. As he slowly moved his hand lower and lower, he could feel her body heat increasing. He had finally reached her clit, and was flicking it delicately with his finger. He pressed down harder on it moving his fingers in a fast circular motion, stopping to flick it every few seconds, as the heat in her body grew even more intense. He could hear her crying out in pleasure, bucking, even though she was securely tied down to the bed.
After teasing her for a while longer, he took one strong finger and slipped it slowly into her wet, and waiting pussy. He could feel the walls of her close in warmly around his finger, and moisten as he slid it in and out, adding one more finger as he went. He slowly leaned down and started to suck on her swollen pearl, licking it gently with his rough tongue, drinking the heat of her body like it was his life's fluid. He could hear her moan as she came on his hand and in his mouth again and again, trying to break free of her bindings so she could press him further inside of her.
After she came a few times, he moved back up to her mouth, and whispered “Are you ready to be untied? If you promise to be obedient I will untie you.” She nodded her head softly at him.
He untied her, and told her to get on her knees. Submissive, and scared of being tied up again, she did as he said, realizing his cock was directly in front of her face. He laced his hands through her hair, and told her to suck on it. He could feel her warm soft tongue start to lick him, and then she suddenly took him completely into her mouth, vigorously stroking him with her tongue. As she sucked hard on him, the heat in his body went up at an alarming rate. He could feel the heat and passion of his body colliding, while she bobbed her head up and down, taking his cock further into her each time. He held on to the back of her head tightly, pushing himself deeper into her mouth each time she took him in again. He could feel himself building like a flame that would never be quenched except by her. Then he came into her mouth, letting her taste the scalding juices of a true Saiyan.
After she had cleaned herself up, he was still in the mood for more, his member never having decreased in size after cumming once. He grabber her by her hair, and ravaged her mouth again, feeling the sweet taste of her. He ripped the clothing she still had on off of her her body, revealing the most perfect thing he had every seen. Her body was his for the taking.
First he pushed her roughly up against the wall, to where she was facing away from him. As he did this, he put his cock close to her heat, and left it right at the very entrance of her. He had her pinned against the wall and she couldn't move. He moved slowly up and down, only letting the very tip of his swelling inside of her, while she cried out for more. “Oh Vegeta, please. I want you inside of me. Please put it all the way inside.” She moaned, her insides melting against the onset of his flaming attacks.
Smirking he leg go of her and motioned for her to go over to the bed. As she lay down on her back, he opened her legs wide, once more slipping a finger in, just to feel how wet and ready she was for him.
“Remember that you are Mine.” he said as he slowly began to move closer to her.
He slowly slipped the tip of himself inside of her, hearing her moan out his name in pleasure. “Oh Vegeta, Please.” she cried in desperation. As she was on the word please, he shoved himself fully inside of her, and then stayed still, letting himself build up inside of her. He could feel the warm, soft walls of her close over him, and tighten, trying to hold him inside of her forever. As he felt this, he moaned her name fiercely, and started the slow in and out movements that would bring them both pleasure.
As he moved in and out, his hands moved up to her breasts, pinching both nipples. First he pinched them, and then started making small circular motions around them, only to pinch them once more. As he did this, he slowly moved his head down, taking one of her hard peaked nipples into his mouth, and sucked hard. He could hear her moaning his name even louder, as all of her senses heightened, because she could feel everything he was feeling. He pumped himself into her, biting down on her nipples, and sucking the ferociously. He fucked her as fast as he could, without breaking her. Sweat dripped down both of their bodies,as he took one finger and pressed it against the swelling of her clit. He was hitting both spots, the one inside, and the one outside.
She moaned feeling the pressure on both spots. Her body was quivering, about to cum all over his throbbing, burning, cock.
He looked down into her eyes, and could feel the tension in her body about to break. As she started to cum violently from both inside and out, she let out a passionate cry. Hearing her cry his name in that tone made him plunge deep inside of her, filling her, once more, with his hot white seed. As they both climaxed, each moaned the others name, feeling everything from both perspectives because of their bond.
After the love making, they were both hungry and exhausted. Bulma decided to order room service. As they ate what she had ordered, she looked over at Vegeta, and found him staring at her, as if he had never seen her before. He was consuming her in the flame of his eyes. The love he would never admit, and the passion that he felt for her, was blazing hot as he looked deep in her eyes. In the instant that they had been one, he had felt the spark of another life inside of her, and he wasn't sure of what to do. He knew the only way he could have felt it, was if it had been his. His emotions had welled up, and he couldn't look away from his beautiful mate, even if she was painfully human.
Bulma was wrapped in a silk robe of black, and had just finished off her portion of what they had ordered. Feeling the sweat on her body and the strain of her muscles, she decided to go take a bath in the jacuzzi. As she stepped into the bath, she could feel all of the tension in her body drain away, and she lay there relaxing, slowly washing herself with the luxurious soap from the hotel.
While Bulma was taking a bath, Vegeta thought about the present he had picked up for her while they were out. He knew she would love it, but he had decided that he wasn't writing any sort of note for her. His true feelings could never be known, not even by her. As he waited for her, he looked out of the windows, and saw the beautiful view of the city. He had never imaged that he would find something in this world that he would want and desperately need like he needed her. He had destroyed so many places, but his plans to destroy this world were slowly falling apart. He could blame it on her, the woman who he would never get out of his head, but he truly didn't care anymore.
He heard her exit the bathroom, and head towards him. He could still smell her musk, no matter what soap she used. In a moment of weakness, he pulled her close, resting his head on her shoulder. He held her like that for several minutes just breathing in her sweet scent, and then went to take a shower of his own.
Bulma smiled to herself, knowing that she had actually been the one to win tonight, and then fell asleep listening to the melody of water, against Vegeta's body.
When he exited the shower, she was laying on the bed, softly sleeping. He slipped quietly into the bed next to her, and pulled her into his arms. She automatically turned over, and buried her head in his chest, falling immediately back to sleep.
Before he fell asleep, he could hear the animal inside of him growling ::MINE::. With a slight smile on his face, for the first time ever, he feel asleep, holding his only two treasures. He knew that the child would be there for her, when he couldn't be, and he felt at peace.
From the moment Vegeta had felt her hand through the thin material of his pants, he knew that tonight was going to be a test of wills. Smirking, he was confident he would win, or that's what he thought at least. All that she did to him, he started to do to her. He looked at her with burning passion in his eyes and gently rubbed his warm hand up her thigh. He let the rough fabric of his sleeve scratch upon her ivory skin. The feel of his hand on her thigh, made it almost impossible to eat, but somehow Bulma managed to finish. She could feel her insides melt in a burning miasma of need as he had touched and fondled her under the table, but the night had just gotten started.
“Vegeta”, Bulma said barely able to contain the fire in her voice, “I may have lied a little when I said no one would see you tonight. I was trying to tell you that no one would recognize you. I bought you the suit specifically for that purpose. No one here on Earth, knows or cares who you are, other than me.” “We have a few more places to visit tonight”, she said, leaning over him so he could see the tempting swell of each succulent breast. She tried to ignore the look of heat in his eyes as she proceeded to get ready to go. She knew that if she looked into his black liquid eyes for more than a few seconds, the game would be up, and they would never leave the Tower.
Bulma planned to get him to look at the beautiful lights of the city when they got back, if they ever got the chance to. She had the feeling that when they got back, there would be no looking out the window, only staring into the eyes of a volcano about to erupt. His every look melted her down to her very core, and made her womb tighten at the mere thought of him. ::Compose yourself:: She thought sharply, and took a deep calming breath, only to breath in his intoxicating scent. None the less she knew she had to get out of that room before it was to late.
“Okay Vegeta lets go! I have the car waiting for us, to take us to our next destination.” Bulma hear herself say, forcing herself to jump up perkily. She knew her tone and demeanor would put his guard up, and she was ready to have some fun.
“Where do you think you're going to take me woman?” he said indignantly, showing that her little stunt had already started to work. He was distracted from thinking about her for a second, as he thought about all of the places she could possibly drag him. Each and every one of those places, he though, would be very uncomfortable. Instead of arguing with her, he had decided he would play along a little more.
“You'll just have to wait and see where we go next.” she reply sweetly grazing a soft breast against his arm, as she grabbed his hand. She couldn't help but enjoy the look of paranoia that flew across his face, as she led him to the elevator.
When they entered the elevator they were alone, so Vegeta thought it was his turn to make her a little bit more uncomfortable. He leaned over and breathed hotly into her ear, lightly nipping the bottom of it, right before the door opened for them to step out.
A few minutes later Bulma found herself in the stretch limo surrounded by his masculine scent. She couldn't help but smell him, his scent was one of the very things that shook her to her core. She had only recently started to be very conscious of it, since their bonding. She still couldn't register the thought of him claiming her, but inwardly as she sat close to him she said ::Mine:: Revved up for the games she had planned, she sat extremely close to him in the car. So close in fact that she knew if he so much as moved he would brush up against her in some torturous, teasing way. Sitting this close to him she leaned over and pressed her body against his, and took a small lick of the salty skin on the side of his neck. She could feel his whole body tense up, and she smirked to herself.
Vegeta immediately noticed what she was trying to do, but he had decided to play his own game. He kept every muscle of his body still and tense, only moving his hand, once again, to her thigh. He rubbed her thigh gently in circles, and heard the sexy intake of her breath. He could feel the very heat of her body pressed against his, in a very erotic way. He could smell her scent, strawberry, with a hint of vanilla, lingering in the air all around him. It made him want to delve into her and lose himself in her molten hot body. He knew he had to keep his nonchalant expression, or she would know that it was harder for him to keep himself under control than she though. So far he thought that everything had gone well, that was until they reached their first stop.
Their first stop was a three story building, with dark tinted windows, and a single sign that said “Taboo.” Something about this building made him feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was the fact that she was acting like the cat who ate the canary when they pulled up. He was mildly taken aback at the exterior of the store, but he literally had no idea what he was getting himself into when he let her guide him out of the car and into the doorway.
Bulma had picked up on his confusion, and was going to run with it. She grabbed his hand and practically dragged him as far into the building as she could. Bulma smiled as she saw him looking around. She could tell he was slightly panicked and a little in shock. She had just dragged him into the city's premier lingerie shop. He was surrounded by several delicious pieces of lingerie, that she would soon be showcasing for him herself. Bulma, unable to help herself when she saw the look of horror, and excitement on his face, leaned over seductively and whispered “Are you ready for your show price? Tonight you are the lucky man who gets to pick out what I'm going to be sleeping in. You may even get to help me move it piece from piece off of my body, if you're a good boy.” After saying that, she picked out several pieces of lingerie and paraded her body in front of him every few minutes with something new. Enjoying the intensity of his eyes on her scantily clad body.
Didn't the woman know what she was doing to him, Vegeta though vehemently. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her as she walked out in every single piece of lingerie that she had every worn in his deepest fantasy's. Vegeta was piratically stunned, his breath and heart would speed up every single time that she walked out of the dressing room. His member was throbbing and rock hard against his leg. He had to take control of the situation, before he took her then and there, on the dressing room floor.
He knew he had to pick something out now, or they would never make it unscathed out of that damned store. He moved quickly while Bulma was changing into yet another appetizing piece of lingerie. While he was frantically looking around the store, he found exactly what he wanted her to wear. He was surprised that she had not already picked it out to try on. He knew that it would suit her body better than anything he had seen her in so far. It reminded him of the stories he had been told, of what Saiyan women wear on their wedding night. Needing to be out of the store before she made him look at anything else, he bought the piece of lingerie, and the matching crotchless panties. If she asked, he would just tell her she should be honored that he had picked something out at all. He didn't want her to try it on here, and he also didn't want her to see it yet. Stealthily he moved over to the check out counter and asked the clerk to ring it up under Bulma's name. While he was waiting for her to come out, an item on the other side of the store had caught his eye. Quickly he ran and grabbed it, spending the small amount of money he had with him on it. He could tell that she was about to come out of the dressing room again, so he quickly shoved his purchase into his coat pocket, where she wouldn't find it.
As she walked out of the dressing room, he was surprised to see that she was already dressed. Seeing the shocked look on her face, that he had already checked out, he smirked at her. Then he handed her the bag with the wrapped box in it, and leaned over, breathing hotly in her ear, to explain that he wanted her to wear it tonight. Frowning at him for picking something without her, she started to try to open the package. He stopped her before her fingers even touched the wrapping paper.
“No”, he growled, “You will wait until later to see it.” His hand automatically went to his breast pocket where the real gift was stashed, making sure it was undetectable.
Surprised at his aggression, Bulma nodded, and then walked to the door, swaying her hips tantalizing him to watch, her toned ass, as she got back into the lime. She knew of one other place that she could take him, and she planned on getting back at him for picking something out, without her. She knew by the time there were done with where they were going, he would practically be on his knees begging her for anything she was willing to give him. She had decided to take him to Club Comoros, the best dance club in town, while she had been in the dressing room. She wanted to see how he reacted to the way she danced.
When they arrived at the club, they were granted immediate access, the doorman had realized who she was. The first place she took him was to the bar. She ordered him a scotch on the rocks, and then a martini for herself. Knowing that he would be caught dead before dancing with her, she had a whole different plan in mind. Bulma could already tell he was hoping she wasn't going to make him dance.
“So Vegeta, would you like to dance with me.”, Bulma asked huskily, rubbing her body against his, to the beat of the music.
“Why would I ever want to dance with you woman?”, Vegeta replied arrogantly, seeing the way she was starting to play with him, “I'm not one of those pathetic boys you can just drag around and expect to do everything with you.”
“FINE!”, Bulma yelled at him in mock anger, hiding the evil grin she had on when she walked away. She placed herself right in the middle of the dance floor, and started to sway rythmicly with the music, making men turn from their partners just to get a better look at her. Before she knew it, she had a line of men waiting to dance with her. She decided she would have her pick of them, and chose a blonde piece of man candy, that looked nothing like Vegeta. She knew he would get jealous, and she couldn't help up look forward to what she knew would be some sort of confrontation. As the music sped up, she started to bump and grind with the blonde man, as Vegeta watched, fuming. He would not let her shame him like this. She was his. He could feel the animal rage taking over as he watch. The deep voice in his body growling ::Mine::.
As he watched her beautiful body be pawed at by some inferior human, he suddenly had the urge to grind the mans face into the ground. For a while he was able to hold his composure, until the music turned into a slow rhythmic tune. Feeling Vegeta's rage in her own veins, Bulma started dancing even closer to the other man, waiting to see what Vegeta would do about it. She pressed her body up against the blond man, while his hands started to make the slow trip down to her ass, where he would eventually try to fondle her. Seeing where the other mans hands were headed, and not being able to believe the fact that someone was touching his mate to begin with, Vegeta completely lost it.
He shoved his way through the crowd, no longer caring for this game that they had been playing all night. She had finally gone to far. He stopped just short of where she was dancing with the other man.
Bulma could feel the heat of Vegeta's eyes on her, so she moved even closer to her dancing counter part just to infuriate him even more.
As Vegeta saw her move closer to the blonde man, he noticed that the mans hands had almost reached their goal, and were about to grab on tightly. Vegeta was having none of it. Savagely he grabbed the other mans hands, swinging the man off of Bulma and throwing him down to the floor. He broke both of the mans hands, and then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying into the DJ's booth. As he stood over the other man he said, “Never touch my mate again, or the next bone I break won't be anywhere close to your face.” Spitting on the floor next to the man he started to storm off, but not before grabbing a hold of Bulma.
Smirking with satisfaction at what he had just done, he dragged Bulma back into the limo. As they sat in the limo, he forced her into his lap, giving the driver directions to hit every bump possible on the way back to the Tower. He sent Bulma a glare, filled with burning heat, and she quailed under it.
Shuddering with fear and anticipation she let him drag her up into the bedroom. Surprisingly he left her for about ten minutes, saying he had to go retrieve something.
Scared of what he was going to come back with, she paced nervously across the floor, only to have him emerge from the shadows with a bag in hand, making her jump backwards. He set the bag down and looked at her.
“Go get the bag from the store that you made me visit earlier, open the box inside of it, and put what is in it on.” he demanded, in a tone that could not be argued with.
As Bulma was changing, Vegeta got the bedroom ready. The bedroom had already looked spectacular, but he was going to get some payback for what she had done with that other man, and also show her that she was his, and his alone. No one would ever touch her again, and he would make sure that she got the point this time.
Bulma hurried to the bathroom in a panic, and started to open the box of lingerie that he had picked out. As she unfolded it, her mouth fell open. It was the most beautiful piece of lingerie she had every seen. It was a solid black teddy, with diamond beading that formed a choker around her neck. It hung low in the back, and was tied together with a few strings of material. It flowed, but stopped several inches above her knee's, showing off the black lace, crotchless panties that went along with the outfit. She left her heels on, and headed back out into the bedroom.
As she looked at the bedroom in shock, she didn't feel Vegeta sneak up behind her. “Well woman, I'm about to show you what it means to be the mate of a prince.” he said as he covered her in his burning hot Ki. He made her float over to the bed. He knew she couldn't move, but he could also see the heated lust and undefinable passion in her eyes. He held her to the bed with his Ki, and then fastened the ropes he had retrieved from the store in place, so she wouldn't be able to move. He bound her hands together and attached them to the bed frame. Her legs were tied so that they would be spread open to him. He realized that he could see her blue hair peeking through the crotchless panties that he had picked out.
She looked delicious, and he wanted to ravage her body with all of the force he could muster, but he was able to contain himself. He could smell her heated arousal, and it made him moan loudly in anticipation. He filled her body with enough ki, that every time he touched her, she would feel pleasure. Smirking evily he started his sexual torture with her face.
He traced the lines of her face gently with the tips of his fingers, giving her scorching looks as he started to move further down her body. He leaned in and ravaged her mouth, giving her a kiss filled with longing and passion. He grazed her bottom lip with his teeth feeling her whole body quivering in anticipation. He felt her moan into his mouth which pushed his burning excitement even further. He had been waiting for this moment ever since he had seen her walk in the door with that tight fitting dress on.
As his fingers moved down, so did his mouth, burning kisses down her entire body. First he rubbed her nipples, and enjoyed the feel of them straining against the soft fabric of her teddy. Then he ran his hands down her sides, feeling her arch in delight. Gently he moved his fingers even further down, stopping just short of where her blue hair started, running his fingers around in circles, showing her what he would do once he got down there. He could smell her heat and arousal even more as he inched a little further down every second. He could feel her trying to move closer to him, but he backed away smiling, enjoying the look of intense heat that she shot him. She looked up at him with dark, blazing, begging eyes, and he bent down and whispered, “Oh no, not yet my mate. I have to teach you what it means to be mine.”
After he said that, the real torture began. He undressed slowly in front of her, making sure she saw his huge pulsing erection. Then he moved silently forward, to take over where he had left off. He moved his hands down, tangling them in the blue hair of her womanhood, while she squirmed for him to move his fingers lower into the moist heat of her. As he slowly moved his hand lower and lower, he could feel her body heat increasing. He had finally reached her clit, and was flicking it delicately with his finger. He pressed down harder on it moving his fingers in a fast circular motion, stopping to flick it every few seconds, as the heat in her body grew even more intense. He could hear her crying out in pleasure, bucking, even though she was securely tied down to the bed.
After teasing her for a while longer, he took one strong finger and slipped it slowly into her wet, and waiting pussy. He could feel the walls of her close in warmly around his finger, and moisten as he slid it in and out, adding one more finger as he went. He slowly leaned down and started to suck on her swollen pearl, licking it gently with his rough tongue, drinking the heat of her body like it was his life's fluid. He could hear her moan as she came on his hand and in his mouth again and again, trying to break free of her bindings so she could press him further inside of her.
After she came a few times, he moved back up to her mouth, and whispered “Are you ready to be untied? If you promise to be obedient I will untie you.” She nodded her head softly at him.
He untied her, and told her to get on her knees. Submissive, and scared of being tied up again, she did as he said, realizing his cock was directly in front of her face. He laced his hands through her hair, and told her to suck on it. He could feel her warm soft tongue start to lick him, and then she suddenly took him completely into her mouth, vigorously stroking him with her tongue. As she sucked hard on him, the heat in his body went up at an alarming rate. He could feel the heat and passion of his body colliding, while she bobbed her head up and down, taking his cock further into her each time. He held on to the back of her head tightly, pushing himself deeper into her mouth each time she took him in again. He could feel himself building like a flame that would never be quenched except by her. Then he came into her mouth, letting her taste the scalding juices of a true Saiyan.
After she had cleaned herself up, he was still in the mood for more, his member never having decreased in size after cumming once. He grabber her by her hair, and ravaged her mouth again, feeling the sweet taste of her. He ripped the clothing she still had on off of her her body, revealing the most perfect thing he had every seen. Her body was his for the taking.
First he pushed her roughly up against the wall, to where she was facing away from him. As he did this, he put his cock close to her heat, and left it right at the very entrance of her. He had her pinned against the wall and she couldn't move. He moved slowly up and down, only letting the very tip of his swelling inside of her, while she cried out for more. “Oh Vegeta, please. I want you inside of me. Please put it all the way inside.” She moaned, her insides melting against the onset of his flaming attacks.
Smirking he leg go of her and motioned for her to go over to the bed. As she lay down on her back, he opened her legs wide, once more slipping a finger in, just to feel how wet and ready she was for him.
“Remember that you are Mine.” he said as he slowly began to move closer to her.
He slowly slipped the tip of himself inside of her, hearing her moan out his name in pleasure. “Oh Vegeta, Please.” she cried in desperation. As she was on the word please, he shoved himself fully inside of her, and then stayed still, letting himself build up inside of her. He could feel the warm, soft walls of her close over him, and tighten, trying to hold him inside of her forever. As he felt this, he moaned her name fiercely, and started the slow in and out movements that would bring them both pleasure.
As he moved in and out, his hands moved up to her breasts, pinching both nipples. First he pinched them, and then started making small circular motions around them, only to pinch them once more. As he did this, he slowly moved his head down, taking one of her hard peaked nipples into his mouth, and sucked hard. He could hear her moaning his name even louder, as all of her senses heightened, because she could feel everything he was feeling. He pumped himself into her, biting down on her nipples, and sucking the ferociously. He fucked her as fast as he could, without breaking her. Sweat dripped down both of their bodies,as he took one finger and pressed it against the swelling of her clit. He was hitting both spots, the one inside, and the one outside.
She moaned feeling the pressure on both spots. Her body was quivering, about to cum all over his throbbing, burning, cock.
He looked down into her eyes, and could feel the tension in her body about to break. As she started to cum violently from both inside and out, she let out a passionate cry. Hearing her cry his name in that tone made him plunge deep inside of her, filling her, once more, with his hot white seed. As they both climaxed, each moaned the others name, feeling everything from both perspectives because of their bond.
After the love making, they were both hungry and exhausted. Bulma decided to order room service. As they ate what she had ordered, she looked over at Vegeta, and found him staring at her, as if he had never seen her before. He was consuming her in the flame of his eyes. The love he would never admit, and the passion that he felt for her, was blazing hot as he looked deep in her eyes. In the instant that they had been one, he had felt the spark of another life inside of her, and he wasn't sure of what to do. He knew the only way he could have felt it, was if it had been his. His emotions had welled up, and he couldn't look away from his beautiful mate, even if she was painfully human.
Bulma was wrapped in a silk robe of black, and had just finished off her portion of what they had ordered. Feeling the sweat on her body and the strain of her muscles, she decided to go take a bath in the jacuzzi. As she stepped into the bath, she could feel all of the tension in her body drain away, and she lay there relaxing, slowly washing herself with the luxurious soap from the hotel.
While Bulma was taking a bath, Vegeta thought about the present he had picked up for her while they were out. He knew she would love it, but he had decided that he wasn't writing any sort of note for her. His true feelings could never be known, not even by her. As he waited for her, he looked out of the windows, and saw the beautiful view of the city. He had never imaged that he would find something in this world that he would want and desperately need like he needed her. He had destroyed so many places, but his plans to destroy this world were slowly falling apart. He could blame it on her, the woman who he would never get out of his head, but he truly didn't care anymore.
He heard her exit the bathroom, and head towards him. He could still smell her musk, no matter what soap she used. In a moment of weakness, he pulled her close, resting his head on her shoulder. He held her like that for several minutes just breathing in her sweet scent, and then went to take a shower of his own.
Bulma smiled to herself, knowing that she had actually been the one to win tonight, and then fell asleep listening to the melody of water, against Vegeta's body.
When he exited the shower, she was laying on the bed, softly sleeping. He slipped quietly into the bed next to her, and pulled her into his arms. She automatically turned over, and buried her head in his chest, falling immediately back to sleep.
Before he fell asleep, he could hear the animal inside of him growling ::MINE::. With a slight smile on his face, for the first time ever, he feel asleep, holding his only two treasures. He knew that the child would be there for her, when he couldn't be, and he felt at peace.