Chapter 6: Mates
2 Months Later
The pair kissed fiercely, their clothes being ripped off their bodies. They fell back on the bed, the larger on top of the smaller.
He press into her, enjoying her gasps of pleasure. He smirked and held his position inside her, long enough for her to scream in frustration. "Move, goddamn it!"
He leaned down and kissed her, enjoying her failed attempts to make him thrust his hips. "Patience is a virtue, Nightcall. Slow down and enjoy it."
She growled, giving him enough warning to begin moving his hips, thrusting into her, knocking the wind out of her lungs.
His pace was slow, torturous even. She growled again, begging him to speed up.
He obliged, moving faster, thrusting harder. She screamed each time he entered her, pleasure running through her veins to every pore on her body.
The two came at the same time, each calling each other's name. Goku collapsed onto Nightcall, biting into her neck as he spilt his seed inside of her.
She stared at the ceiling, trying to ignore the pain in her neck. Goku's tongue lapped at the blood flow, desperately trying to catch each drop.
As the bleeding slowed, he pulled himself away from the wound, kissing her with blood soaked lips. She kissed back, loving the taste of blood mixed with that of the man above her.
"I love you, Nightcall. I will always love you." She smiled. "And I you. Forever."
He smiled back, kissing her again. Tongues dueled for dominance, one eventually submitting to the other.
They awoke the next morning, their arms tangled around the other's body. They laughed, rising from the bed.
Goku noted a change in his mate's scent, and her ki seemed different, too. He shrugged it off.
They walked around the island, enjoying all the sights there were to see. The couple stopped at Piccolo's Rock, gazing at the beautiful waterfall.
They ate lunch there, munching on sandwiches and chocolate chip cookies. Goku kept glancing at Nightcall, still feeling and smelling something different about her.
Nightcall lay back in the grass, basking in the afternoon sun. Smiling, Goku lay on his side beside her, his arm snaking around her waist.
They fell asleep, napping together, enjoying the other's murmurs of love. They were awoken when Vegeta flew up, rousing the pair.
"Kakarott, what are you doing here?" Vegeta asked.
Goku raised an eyebrow. "I'm spending time with my mate, on her territory. Why are you here?"
"I spend my time here after I train. I relaxes me." Vegeta's nose twitched as he picked up a strange scent.
"Nightcall…" He said, turning to address the wolf. "Have you been feeling strange lately? Vomiting, aching back?"
Nightcall, having been pregnant once before, understood what he was asking. Goku, however, did not. "Why do you care about her health? She's my mate, not yours."
"Goku, he's asking if I'm pregnant. And, as far as I know, I'm not." Nightcall looked at Vegeta. "Why do you ask?"
"You smell pregnant. And more than half the time, when you smell pregnant, you are. Well, actually, one hundred percent of the time, but you get the idea."
Goku hit the ground unconscious.
Okay, so Night's pregnant. I'm taking votes on what sex the baby should be. Boy or Girl? Or one of each? Please vote! Thank you.
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---Nightcall