Chapter 58. Conception

"You got far away from me this evening. Don't you have something to tell me, ugly?" Akane asked very softly and dangerously.

Vegeta knew what she was referring to. He had expected her to bring it up first thing. She must really be troubled by the coming day to make her ignore that he had visited Earth.

"I went to see my elder daughter." he maundered passingly while aiming laps at her navel, internally bracing himself for her reaction to his conveyance.

"That's what I thought." Akane spoke lightly.

Her easiness was at odds with the rough way she grabbed him by the hair and made him sit up on his knees. She pulled herself against him and coiled her legs around his waist to trap him between her thighs. His visits to Earth made his little mate aggressively territorial. And him very happy having to deal with her.

Vegeta moved his hands to her arse and squeezed it through her shorts, grinning at the intimidating look she gave him.

"How was your daughter?" Akane asked in that same conversational tone.

"Healthy. Happy. Growing like mad." Vegeta replied as pleasantly. "Very pretty too. She looks like her mother."

The hands in his hair tightened and he could feel her sharp nails digging in his scalp.

"You saw her too, did you?" Akane wanted to know.

"I did." Vegeta confirmed easily. He felt her groping around in his mind for recollections of his encounter with the woman and he budged her out, his grin ever broadening.

Akane narrowed her hard eyes at him and forced a hand inside his spandex to grab him roughly by his cock, her other hand still holding him by the hair. "I imagine she still misses this."

Vegeta was robbed of the chance to reply when she rammed that foul mouth onto his, the smoke and wine that lingered on her lips making her fierce kiss even wilder. He let her plunder his mouth with her tongue and tugged his spandex down to give her hand more room to work, a relishing growl wirring in his throat as she started knocking one out for him. He couldn't have done it better himself.

"She can't have it." Akane said softly, nipping at his upper lip. "It's all mine."

"I really enjoy this cack-handed toss you're giving me." Vegeta breathed in between kisses.

"Schooling me?" Akane snarled, backing up. "Now?"

"You did ask me to tell you if you favoured it too much." Vegeta pointed out in a whisper.

"That's hilarious." Akane hissed. "Are you getting there yet or do you need me to give you a good whack in the laughing gear to get you off? I can do that right-handed if you prefer."

"Your gathering with your kinfolk has made you very humble." Vegeta joked. He edged in for another rough kiss and slipped his hands inside her shorts from behind. "Get your kecks off. I want to fuck you."

"No." Akane declined, tightening her grip on his hair and driving up the whacking of her hand. "I want your sticky love piss all over me."

Vegeta laughed under his strained breath, his eyes drifting down between them at the sensation of fluffy fur on his skin. The sight of that vivid red tail encircling his shaft alone made his head spin and what she did to him with it drove him absolutely crazy.

Her mouth was at his ear where she whispered: "Let me back in. I want to know exactly who you're thinking of right now."

"It's still all yours, little one." Vegeta lowered the block on his mind to show her that it was true.

"It is." Akane discovered after a quick rifle through his thoughts "Every fat inch of it."

Vegeta was spiralling now and he pulled her hand and tail away from his cock before she finished him, becoming aware of her thoughts in return. "You have something to tell me as well?" he panted.

"I do." Akane purred. "I received some glad-eye myself tonight and it wasn't half as covert as what that Earthling threw you. Your adversary's father has taken an interest in me. Cunt-struck, is what my mother-brother named it."

It wasn't the something Vegeta was referring to, but he would get to that later. He was quite consumed by the knotted thing that had plagued him in the beginning when it sprang up in him unexptectedly. Her recollections of the evening were readily accessible to him and she didn't budge him out as he perused them. It had been harmless enough, though the tribes man had not been circumspect about his interest in her. The savage had recognized and accepted she belonged to his King. Akane had not given him the opportunity to ignore it either.

"Well that's just unfortunate for Turles." he said dryly. "Now I am going to have to kill his brother and his father."

Akane laughed. "You are far too jealous. If that is the way of it, I am going to have to snuff out half your staff." her face came alive with malice. "Does this mean I finally get to settle the score with the Earth woman?"

Vegeta laughed at the clever way she mirrored back his undue reaction.

"It was to be expected." he allowed as he returned the obnoxious smile she gave him with his wickedest smirk. "You are every savage's wet dream after all." He scooted forward on his knees until her back was at the wall and adressed the other thing she had to tell him: "I am getting you fat again tonight."

"We should wait until we have this WTO thing handled." Akane objected.

"It's already done. Sunstrewn confirmed that the WTO is no longer operating. At least not around here." Vegeta said and when she made to inquire after it he told her: "You can pick my brain for it. I want that son you promised me."

He dragged her shirt up over her head to bare the beautiful breasts he was going to have to offer up for at least another turn around the suns. He cupped them to see if she would let him have them back for this night at least. She shrank away from his touch, her breath coming in short pants. Her nipples grew taut under his palms and her tanned skin broke out in miniscule bumps all over her shivering body.

"Not my tits." Akane whined. "I'm still too sore."

Yet she did not reject him as he made her breathless with more caresses, his thumbs rubbing across the small hard nipples that were so painfully sensitive to his touch. Her arms fell idle at her sides as her estrus made her surrender to him.

"Pray, be gentle." she implored shakily.

Vegeta kissed her on the panting little mouth and continued to squeeze and fondle her until she was squirming and leaking.

"Here we go." Akane announced raggedly, sounding resigned and impatient and desperate for more all at once.

"What a spectacle you are." Vegeta agreed lustfully, following the streamlets of milk running down her skin. He left the breasts and cupped her sex in stead, finding that she was soaking right through her shorts. "You are pissing it down all around."

"Leave it out." Akane snarled under her breath, the thoughts and feelings coarsing through their bond putting across just how unattractive her current state made her feel.

"You're gorgeous." Vegeta disagreed as he slid his hand down her shorts and turned her to mush by easing her open with his fingers and pushing one inside her. "You are on fire, little one."

A shaky sigh was all the reply she gave him. He changed that for her by slipping a second finger in, making her give in with a suffering moan. He retrieved his hand and brought his fingers to his mouth to taste her, smirking at the hunger with which she witnessed this. The pale gold of her eyes shone at him desirously and bound him as his hand returned to where she was so silky and wet under his fingers. He slid a digit neatly up her wet folds to the tiny nub that always made her breathe so fast and uncontrolled when he rubbed it.

On fire didn't quite cover the state his little mate was in because her high was already on her and whilst she rode it in shudders, she lithely brought her legs up together in between them and begged him to take off her shorts so they could twine.

Vegeta pulled them to her knees and ordered: "Leave it." when she made to remove them.

She did and snaked her arms around the back of her knees as well for good measure, ever quick on the uptake in regards to his needs. He wanted her doubled up and in his clutches. Grabbing her by that round arse, he drew her onto his cock and leaned in to lick her lips. She returned the favour, her smile appearing to tell him just how happy she was with him. He filled her up again and again, rocking her steadily and registering it all on her gorgeous face.

He tore away the shorts at length and splayed her legs, following her thirsting gaze to where his cock was riving her. She became very silent to make room for the wet sounds of their unification, her ears pricked up. He slowed his grinding to draw it out, growing besotted himself by how she sopped for him. He snatched her head back by the hair to get better access to that exciting taste and he filled her little mouth with his tongue to devour her, urging her into matching him. She did not disappoint. She met every nibble, suck and bite he took out of her until he was thoroughly satiated.

Vegeta pulled her away from the wall and bunged her into the nest of cushions where he had originally intended to join her, loving how she luxuriantly stretched her curvy body out in it for him to take. He quickly removed his clothes, his haste having her laughing that sexy hoarse laugh. Her arms snaked around his neck when he crawled on top of her and drowned her in sloppy kisses as they merged again.

"Give me that son." Akane whimpered as her second high came on her and Vegeta relinquished his seed to her gripping sex.

And just like it had been last time, he knew that he had succeeded in getting her with child again. A son this time.