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Chapter 14

Vindicated

She decided tonight would be the night she would kill the human completing her mission. Weapon of choice, a hunting knife she managed to get her hands on while roaming the village freely earlier that day.

The idea of killing her blue-eyed captive made her stomach turn. She had to admit she didn't mind having him around. Finding a man who generally cared for her was a hard thing to do. Asian men were sweet to her in fear that anything else would result in death, but not him.

He wasn't afraid to touch her, forcefully kiss her whenever he felt the need, hell she felt it too sometimes, but she had a job to do. Becoming attached in her line of work wasn't an option, besides, it's not as if she really had feelings for her human…err the human.

She would do it in his sleep quick and simple. No one would know 'til morning when they found him. She'd be gone in no time leaving everyone dazed and confused.

17 lay asleep, silk black sheets draped across his waist allowing the assassin to feast upon his body. The man had the physique of a god, all sinewy muscle that atoned to the life he lived. His chest was hairless, a trait normally found amongst Saiya-jins and obviously in other species.

She couldn't take her eyes off of him as she appeared from the shadows holding the blade beside her. It was a shame things had to end like this. His good looks gone to waste…and to think she could have him as a personal slave in her bedchambers.

The thought brought a smile to her face as she leaned in closer raising the knife over her head. She would have struck within a heartbeat, but hesitated, which was a mistake, realizing just how gorgeous he really was.

17's eyes suddenly flew open locking with her's. He jumped up out of bed grabbing her hand holding the knife and forced her to the wall, pinning her with his body. She gasped feeling his hand slid around her wrist bringing the blade to his throat.

"You want to kill me!" He hissed crushing into her.

Turning her head to the side, she closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to look at him or reply.

"You want to kill me!" He repeated raising his voice as he tightened his grip around her wrist. "Answer me!"

"No!" She cried trying to break free, but his hold was too great.

"Here's your chance so take it! Kill me!" He shouted pressing into her more intensely.

Bra whimpered in reply as her hand fell open in result of another painful squeeze. The knife hit the floor sliding under the bed.

"Didn't think so." He growled into her ear drawing a shallow moan from the back of her throat. "Like everyone else you're going to have to be punished."

He grabbed both her wrists pressing them against the wall beside her. He forced a cruel knee between her thighs spreading her legs to rest himself between them.

"Look at me." He ordered coldly.

Bra complied opening her eyes to look deeply into his. He was lit with fire fueling rage and lust. She couldn't tell what he was, turned on or pissed off.

"I have to admit I'm a little disappointed. I thought you would put up a better fight then this, but it doesn't matter. Know that I have you I'm going to do what I've wanted to do from the first time I set eyes on you."

17 slide his hands down her shoulders and over her sides stopping at her waist sending different sensations through her body. She shivered uncontrollably under his soft touch. He continued working his way down leaving one hand to rest at her waist as the other slide down between her legs. She gasped as his fingertips grazed her inner thighs tickling her.

"Hmm…" He smirked raising a thick black brow. "How clever."

Bra closed her eyes as he pulled a knife from between her thighs that she had managed to strap there.

"Didn't think I was going to find it there?" He chuckled throwing it to the floor with the other. "I give you too much freedom. Guess it's time to stop playing Mr. Nice guy, but I warn you. You're not going to like my other side."

He kept her pinned to the wall lowering her arms to her sides running his hands up her slender frame to her shoulders. He leaned his head down kissing her neck and collarbone. Moving torturously slow, he took the strap of the summer dress between his teeth and slid it down her shoulder.

Bra struggled feeling the side of the dress slip to expose more of her sensitive flesh. "You have no power over me." She hissed through clenched teeth.

17 chuckled. "You can stop pretending. I know once you break through that thick bitter outside layer there's really a scared little girl inside."

"You don't know me." She scoffed as he continued his assault on her milky flesh.

"I know you well enough." He said pulling back to look at her. "I may not know everything, but I've figured a thing or two. You're not as hard as you lead people to believe you are. It's your way of keeping yourself from getting hurt when the truth is it's the very thing hurting you."

Bra glared looking away from him. She never knew looking into a person's eyes could hurt so much.

"You go around being cold using people for your benefit, especially men, I'm guessing. That's why you haven't a ring on that pretty little finger of yours."

Bra huffed in annoyance. "Hardly…"

17 grabbed her chin roughly to force her eye back to his. "Keep quiet! I'll be doing all the talking from here on out. The only thing I want to hear coming from your mouth is my name being screamed."

Bra's jaw dropped open in shock and outrage. Never before had a man spoken to her so disrespectfully!

Cocking her head forward she readied herself for the biggest retaliation of her life. She was going to make this one a historical event that she'd forever be known for! She thought for a moment that she might even make him break down and cry 'cause once she got going there was no stopping her.

17 could see the anger burning within her, only increasing his need. Feeling she was about to ruin the moment and only chance he had at getting some he did what he normally did.

"Yooouuu….!" Was all Bra managed to shriek out as familiar lips crushed against hers.

He held her lips for a brief moment expecting her to struggle or put up some form of defense, when she didn't he pulled back to look at her questioningly, but his lips never left hers. As soon as Bra felt the pressure of his mouth lightening on hers, she brought a forceful hand to the back of his neck holding his lips to hers.

17's brow lifted with intrigue as Bra's silky tongue found its way into his unsuspecting mouth. He marveled in the fact that she was giving into him as he ran his hands up her back, loving the softness of her body.

As they kissed long and grandly, their tongues mingled with hot passion as their breathing increased. He had been waiting along time for this moment and yet he couldn't help, but feel the slightest bit of annoyance.

He was supposed to be the aggressive one, the one calling all the shots. For the longest time she was the one having people jump at her every whim, ordering them to do this and that, but not this time. He was going to have her and have her his way.

Struggling to pull himself free from her sweet lips, Bra whimpered trying to keep contact, but he wouldn't have it. Their lips parted marking a wet smacking noise.

"Now now, Princess." He smirked pressing a finger to her longing lips as she gazed into his mischievous eyes. "I'm not finished talking, yet."

Bra glared trying to force another kiss on him as her need grew, but he grabbed her arms pinning her back against the wall. She pouted leaning her head back.

"So, as I was saying, about the cold bitter part, a good man would be just the thing to break that shell of yours."

"I'm not bitter! I've been with plenty of men and it's never done me any good!" She snapped becoming annoyed herself. They were doing so well…why'd he have to start talking and ruin everything.

He smirked. "Ok, in that case…you need a man who can satisfy you as a woman." He said rubbing stiffness in his pants between her thighs causing her to groan in reaction.

"That's it isn't?" He chuckled dragging his bottom lip up her neck to her ear lob. "You're a frigid ice queen 'cause those Saiyan's you call men aren't giving it good enough to you."

Bra growled attempting to lift her fist to knock him a good one, but he held her back.

"How dare you speak of me in that manner!"

"Hey." He breathed into her ear. "I'm just saying what you've been thinking."

"I do not think I'm frigid!" She barked.

17 chuckled again. "Still so angry. I think I know just what you need. I know if you really wanted me to stop you would have made me by now, but you like my aggressiveness. Your problem is you're tired of being the one in control."

"Excuse-!" Bra hissed as 17's hand clamped down over her lips.

"I'm not finished." He growled.

"I'm talking about someone to control you in the bedroom. You're so used to giving orders and pushing people around that you do it in everything you do. They're not giving you what you need which is to be ravaged. In my opinion, men rule in the bedroom. It's our job to pleasure and keep our woman happy and somewhere down the line some just aren't getting the job done."

Bra's glared softened as he removed his hand. "I don't need anything or anyone."

"You're wrong." He whispered moving to the other shoulder sliding the strap down.

17 lifted some of his weight from her body allowing the dress to slide over her curves and pool at her feet leaving her in thin white panties.

"Stop…" She whimpered turning her head back to the side.

"Ahh, you're good at playing the damsel in distress. Guess you need this more then I thought you did."

She would have snapped back telling him he was wrong, but bit her tongue when he pressed back against her flesh. Fire shot through her body coloring her cheeks a deep red as she felt the heat coming from his body realizing he was completely naked.

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Hahaha! I'm so bad!! I cut you off right at the lemon!! Sticks tongue out at everyone

I haven't been able to write for a while, so I'm just getting back into the hang of it. I don't know how I'm doing, so I figured I'd stop it here, so you could tell me before I write the next chapter. Please review!

-Missy