Ch37!

I don't own it! Well I'm back again with another chapter for my beloved readers! Hope you enjoy and please be advised that this chapter has LEMON content!

The dinner continued through the night with small talk amongst Earth's advisors. The Saiyan warriors sat silently staring at the old men across from them. The silence between the Earthlings and Saiyans came to an abrupt end when a deep voice sounded through the dining hall.

"So Prince Vegeta I hear that Saiyans are a very primitive species. Tell me, do you live in a cave or a hut on your planet?"

Bulma nearly choked on her wine when she heard the harsh words come from the other end of the table. Her blue eyes spotted the mouth that they came from. Sano, the blond-haired man who wanted her as a wife, was the one who insulted her mate. She knew Vegeta would not take such things lightly, especially in front of his men. Bulma felt her mate's tail tighten around her waist where it had been the entire dinner. He was trying hard to control his temper.

Every single Saiyan warrior stood from their seats to defend the honor of their prince. A raspy voice echoed through the room as the eyes of Earth's advisors laid upon the Prince's expressionless face. "Everything is quit all right, men. Return to your seats now."

After the brutes took their seats once again, the prince continued with his dark eyes flaming with anger. "I will have you know that I live in a lavish palace where everyone bows as I walk by. My food is prepared by the best chefs in the universe. My battle suits are made for only the bravest of competition, and my bed is warmed by the most beautiful woman ever born. Tell me, Earthling, what do you have that could possibly compare to this primitive man?"

Sano clapped as Vegeta glared in his direction. "That was a wonderful speech for a barbarian like you. I suppose you have the heads of your 'brave competition' mounted over your mantle."

"Would you like to be added to the collection?" Vegeta attempted to stand, but was stopped by a small hand on his arm. His eyes shot down to the expressionless face of his female. It amazed him that she could act exactly like him at times.

Bulma stood to face the idiot who dared anger her mate. "Sano, I suggest you silence your insults unless you want Prince Vegeta to throw you out with the trash," Bulma said with a sweet smile but a hint of malice in her voice.

Sano smiled politely back at her. "By the looks of your dress I should think the servants would have tossed you out long ago."

Suddenly the walls in the room shook like they were terrified from the waves of power that rolled off of Vegeta's body. The prince's voice was unsteady as he addressed Sano with rage. "How dare you attack the dignity of the future queen of Saiyans in my presence? You aren't even worthy to be in the same room as her much less look in her direction."

Bulma cleared her throat loudly so Vegeta's attention would turn to her. "No harm has come of it, my prince. I would rather not see his blood staining my father's floor on this night. Please take your seat so we may enjoy the rest of the meal in peace."

Vegeta scowled but heeded her request as he remembered the conversation with the King. Being civil is easy if you don't have pompous pricks infuriating you. His eyes fell upon the angelic face of the woman beside him which took his mind off of the ridiculous man. She smirked at him with gleeful eyes.

"Jealousy does not become you, Sano. You only speak ill of Prince Vegeta because I have chosen him over you. Just looking at your face makes me sick," Bulma turned to the guards stationed at the doors, "Get him out of the palace and out of this city now!"

The guards bowed to their princess and obeyed her orders. Sano refused to let them touch him, but removed himself from the room. As he reached the door he addressed the prince without turning, "We will meet again, Prince Vegeta."

The large doors closed after his retreating form. King Briefs turned to his queen with a sigh. "That was exciting and scary at the same time. Vegeta almost tore this place down with his power. I'm proud to say he is my son-in-law." The queen only smiled at him as he dismissed his advisors and Vegeta did the same with his men.

Bulma stepped out of her shower after standing under the heated water for almost an hour. She wrapped a drying cloth around her slender body and strode into the large bed room. The room was empty of life except for her and only a single candle was lit. After dinner Vegeta informed her that he would train for the rest of the night so he could prepare for Frieza and vent his anger.

Bulma searched her closet and emerged with a see through night gown that stopped an inch under her back side. She pulled the gown onto her body and covered it with a silk robe. Her three inch spiked heels completed her ensemble and she was ready to leave the room.

With her hair still damp and her rode wrapped tightly around her, she made her way to the gravity chamber that Vegeta was training in. She could hear the sounds of his blasts from her position inside the palace. Only a few minutes later she arrived to the door of the machine.

After entering her code and returning the gravity to normal inside the room, she entered. Vegeta lifted his body from the position on the floor after finishing his round of push ups. While facing away from Bulma he spoke, "I hope you have a very good reason for interrupting my training."

Bulma could see the ripples of muscles tensing and relaxing on his back. Sweat dripped from his chiseled back and toned arms. Her hands ached to touch him. "You do not want to see your mate before she gives into sleep?" Bulma cooed.

"I am busy training to save your planet and mine. I have no time for foolish games," Vegeta heard the sound of Bulma's robe hitting the ground. It took all of his will not to rush over to her. He needed to train.

"I guess I shall go to bed alone tonight," she turned to face the door and bent down to pick up her robe with her back to her mate.

Vegeta glanced over his shoulder and lost his control when he saw what the woman was wearing. He pushed Bulma against the wall in a flash and pressed his body against hers as he whispered in her ear.

"Why do you tease me so?" Vegeta ran his hand up and down her exposed thigh. He breathed in the fresh scent on her neck. Being so close to her when she is half dressed drives him crazy.

Bulma moaned as he gently nipped at her neck and dragged his tongue across her collar bone. He massaged her breast with one hand and positioned her leg on his shoulder with the other one. She could feel his readiness pressing against his shorts on her naked womanhood.

Vegeta tore her thin gown off her body in one quick swoop. "You will pay for that, mister," Bulma whined but soon gasped as Vegeta's mouth found her nipple.

"I hope so," she heard Vegeta grunt as he pushed into her tight walls. He lifted her other leg off the ground and held her against the wall with his muscled body.

Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck and rode the waves of pleasure her mate was causing. Her lips found his and they hungrily tasted each other as they made love throughout the night.

Slightly longer then the last and with a little fun added in! Hope you liked it. Let me know with reviews!