Chapter Seven
An Eye For An Eye
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Vegeta's eyes glowed darkly at the bare skin of my body; as he stared so hard, I swear he was trying to burn holes straight through me.
"Hey, very sexy…"
He began to massage my breasts again, his hands squeezing my rounded chest none too gently.
"You know, I've been fantasizing about you looking like this all day."
He leaned in and breathed in my scent before very gently kissing me on the neck, his teeth grazing my skin lightly.
"I don't want to hurt you, you know. Not when you're in a mood like this."
Vegeta took a piece of my hair in his hands and looked idly at it, twirling it around his finger and then letting it go.
"It's only fun to hurt people when they enjoy it, too, and I don't think you'd enjoy it in a mood like this."
"Probably not…"
I whispered as I swallowed hard, finding it harder and harder to think as his hands trailed down my body and grabbed my ass, grinding my hips against his.
"If I don't fuck you tonight, will you promise to do whatever I ask you to do in the morning?"
He seemed to find the prospect exciting and I wondered if he was playing another game with me since he was obviously very aroused. I made a non-committal sound and tried not to look scared.
"Let me rephrase that; if I don't fuck you now, will you give me a repeat performance of what you gave me earlier on in the day? I want to fuck you while you scream again…"
"I don't know."
I interrupted him breathlessly, exhausted and scared of what he'd do to me tomorrow. He grinned and the look in his eyes was very male as he looked into my face.
"Well since I own you, I'll decide for you. In the morning, you're going to give me the best fuck of my life, whether you want to or not."
"But..."
"In the meantime, you can pleasure me in other ways."
He lifted me from his lap and placed on the floor between his legs, holding me there with one hand behind my neck, while the other freed his throbbing erection from his pants.
"I'm sure even a naïve, little Earth girl like you knows how to give pleasure orally?"
His voice was cruel and mocking and I could only nod as I leaned forward, taking his cock in one hand and glancing up at him quickly as I bent over him and took him in my mouth. It felt embarrassing to have to take his penis in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck as I moved my mouth up and down, swirling my tongue around and closing my eyes. I almost choked when his hand tightened on the back of my neck and he thrust his hips forward, forcing it deeper into my throat, but I kept going, spurred on by his thrusting movements and the sounds of pleasure he was making. Even though part of me was scared, there was something about what I was doing to him that turned me on. I had done it to Nathan several times in the past, but something was different. Maybe it was different because it was a different person… I don't know. I was enjoying his firm hold on the back of my neck as I obediently sucked his cock. I couldn't have said why, but the idea that he was so much stronger than me (like most guys I knew) was exciting and by the time Vegeta tangled both hands in my hair and rammed his dick down my throat as he came, I was soaking wet. Why, why'd it have to be for HIM, though?! Even the knowledge that I was nothing to him, just a convenient body to use for his pleasure didn't have any effect on me for some reason. Maybe it was the bite… was I truly his mate? Was I something to him? I wasn't sure if I wanted to throw up, to cry or if I wanted to beg him to fuck me when he was done. I'd sworn that I would never be anyone's slave, so why was I enjoying it? He hurt me and took everything away from me; why'd I enjoy this?! Why did I want more?! Fuck, I was just a whore. What was happening to me?!
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I watched Vegeta as he slept, staying quiet and still as I studied his face. It was strange, but he looked younger in his sleep and much less like a bastard, hell, he actually looked quite handsome. He muttered something in his sleep and the arm that was draped across me tightened momentarily. I swallowed a frightened squeak and held h my breath, terrified that he would wake up, but his breathing evened out and I relaxed. I slowly let out the breath I was holding and let myself go back to studying him. It was strange, but I couldn't remember ever hating somebody as much as I hated Vegeta. I'd told people that I hated them before, but after experiencing the rage that Vegeta evoked in me, I knew that I hadn't experienced real hate before. My hate for Vegeta was pure and simple; he'd essentially stolen my life from me. My hate was so strong that it was eating away at me like some sort of parasite in my chest. My eyes gleamed in the darkness and briefly I wondered how easily I could kill him while he was asleep. Dare I even try?
Although learned a lot about Saiyans since they first arrived back on Earth, there was some information which their overlords had managed to withhold from the human race. Their power levels were one such example. Would Vegeta have powered down enough to be hurt by me in his sleep? Or was he still strong enough to withstand any attack I made? I sighed; even if I wanted to attack him, I couldn't reach anything which would do him serious harm. Vegeta had handcuffed one of my hands to the bed. It was frustrating and embargoing to be kept in chains, and I'd had trouble sleeping because of the heavy cuff around my wrist. I glared at it as it sat around my wrist, before forcing me to tear my eyes off the source of my inner rage. I ran my gaze around the room again, searching for something, anything, which might cause Vegeta harm. After all, what kind of normal person liked somebody hurting them or got aroused when being forced to give a blowjob? Vegeta had been the one to make me this way, I was sure of it and I was going to make him pay for twisting me into this new creature of darkness and hatred.
I stared at the ornamental figure standing on the bedside table and felt my lip curl into a sneer. It was a rounded sculpture of a Saiyan male and appeared to be made of flimsy clay like material. I had noticed it earlier and discarded the idea of using it as a weapon, but now I was desperate. Even though it looked as though it would shatter instantly if I tried to hit Vegeta across the head with it, it was a chance I'd have to take. If I was unlucky, it might only give him a nasty fright and he'd punish or kill me for it, but if I was lucky, then the ornament might not be as flimsy as I thought it looked, and he might get hurt… and then he'd punish or kill me. At that moment, all I could think about was,
Great… just great…
If the latter happened then at least I would have injured him in some small way and it would be a revenge of sorts! I strained my hand towards the ornament and managed to catch hold of it. Carefully, I sat up in bed and moved Vegeta's arm off of me, praying to whatever God might be listening for Vegeta not to wake up. I got a more secure hold on the ornament that, sadly, was hollow and, even more, fragile than I originally thought. I bit my lip as I stared down at Vegeta's sleeping face, then focused on the ornament and brought it down on Vegeta's head as hard as I possibly could. Vegeta's response was instantaneous; he jerked awake with a strangled cry and jerked backward off the bed, crouching in a defensible position. His eyes were wild, and his Saiyan tail had puffed up in fear, much like a cat's tail. Unable to stop myself, I let out a snort of laughter at his reaction. The Saiyan Prince blinked and focused his dark eyes on me; his look quickly switching from fear to anger as he stood up and stalked back towards the bed.
"You… insane… little… bitch!"
He raged at me as he clenched and unclenched his fists. I stopped laughing and could only make myself look as small as possible as he very slowly and very angrily came towards me. I cowered, remembering Vegeta's threats of torture if I failed to please him. Cursing myself for my stupidity, I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable pain of death. I'd let my anger take control of me, and now, I was going to be tortured to death by this sadistic madman!
For a moment, I thought that he had activated my collar then I realized that I was lying on pieces of the broken ornament. I wrapped my injured hand around a shard of the broken pottery and focused on Vegeta again. If I was going down, then I wasn't going down without a fight! I waited until Vegeta was almost upon me, and I could feel his power crackling over me as it rose. Then with a scream, I slashed upwards at Vegeta's chest. A bright red line followed the path of the makeshift knife, and blood began to seep from the deep cut. Vegeta growled and leaped on me, pinning my hand above my head, before wrestling the pottery shard out of my other hand. He glanced at it and then at his chest before growling again and tossing the shard over his shoulder.
I glared fearfully up at him, trying to show no signs of fear as he held both hands over my head with one hand. The other hand wiped at the blood on his chest, but only managing to smear the blood across his chest in a bright red streak. He looked down at me as though I was mental to have done something like to him, and I suppose it was possible that I officially was.
"That hurt, woman."
Vegeta glared down at me, continuing to smear the blood as he watched me squirm beneath him.
"It was meant to!"
I tried to spit at him, but Vegeta lightly smacked me across the face before I could.
"Now, now, you should have more respect for your betters."
"You're not better than me!"
I watched him bitterly, wishing I could break free and make him see what it was like to be a slave. Vegeta laughed and lowered his face to mine.
"You know if you wanted to play rough with me all you had to do was ask. I'm not averse to playing these little games; I just like a little warning before hand."
"I wasn't playing a game! I was trying to kill you, you fucking idiot!"
I turned my head to the side angrily, holding back too many tears, as Vegeta lowered his bloodstained hand to my face and smeared his blood across it.
"Were you? Then perhaps next time you should try hitting me over the head with something a little harder."
Vegeta reached for the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out the remote to the collar, slowly raising it up in front of me. My eyes widened in fear. He smiled and then, with no warning, he rolled the switch up to maximum power. I saw sparks of lights and my whole being went numb. I couldn't control my screams. I could hear a high pitched ring in my left ear and the unmistakable laughter of Prince fucking Vegeta in the right. My eyes rolled back as the pain continued on. After about a solid minute of shocks shooting through me, he shut the remote off or, at least to a really low setting, leaving the collar burning hot, burning a line across my neck and activated still. I couldn't feel anything. I lay there shuddering; my skin burning and tingling with static. All I could hear were voices I once knew very well calling out to me to try and help me. My eyes slowly opened again, and Vegeta sat still in front of me, grinning evilly. He could've killed me! Was he really that fucking insane?!
Vegeta stared down into my hazy but angered gaze for what seemed to be an eternity before he lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me in what was definitely a rough and painful kiss. Vegeta moaned as he tasted his blood on my lips. Small sparks shot into him, even after the shocking was all done, the static remained for a while afterwards. His free hand felt around on the bed until he found another shard of the pottery. He then sat up again, still straddling me. Very slowly and deliberately, Vegeta waved the shard in front of my face, ensuring that I could see what he was about to do.
"What's that saying you humans have…? 'An eye for an eye'…?"
Vegeta felt a rush of adrenalin fill him as he watched me go pale with fear as I came to.
"Yes… I think that's the saying I'm after. Now, since you slashed me across my chest I should slash you across your chest, shouldn't I?"
I shook my head, breathing heavily from the shocking, and unable to speak for the knot of fear in the back of my throat. It was still kind of hard to see and hear, but he was there, terrifying as ever.
"No? You don't think so?"
Vegeta put the shard down next to him and undid the handcuff that held me to the bars on his bed's headboard. He threaded it through the bars, and then he closed it around my other wrist, so that I was properly handcuffed to the bed by both hands, and he had his hands-free to do whatever he desired.
"Now, this is better, isn't it? I have two hands free to work with…"
Vegeta picked the shard back up and studied it.
"It looks pretty sharp, but maybe I should test it out…"
He put the shard to my upper arm, keeping it dangerously close to my flesh.
"No… N-No… N-No… pl-please… I'm sorry… Please, Pr-Prince V-Vegeta…"
I was shivering relentlessly as he leaned down closer. My voice was weak, scared and small, making him enjoy it even more. The anticipation of the pain was destroying me. He soaked up every ounce of displeasure and discomfort I was going through; with a big, evil grin plastered to his face. He chuckled lowly before hushing me and sliced it down; it left a small, but neat slice in its wake. I screamed as the pain cut though me, with the wound stringing wickedly. It hurt far more than I had expected it would; even worst that when I got my tattoos done. The cut caused an agony that was sharp and sweet.
"Shhh, it's okay…"
Vegeta licked the cut, working another smaller scream from me.
"Please, don't… St-Stop it…"
I began to sob as he lifted the shard once more.
"Come on now, you got to hurt me, it's only fair that I get to hurt you in return. Besides, you promised me last night that you'd give me the best fuck of my life this morning, and I intend to take you up on the deal."
Vegeta ran his hand down my body, which was clothed only in what he had left me in last night; my lacy briefs.
"V-Vegeta…"
His eyes panned up to mine. He looked dangerous. I was angry and enraged with him. He wanted a good 'fuck', well then… I'd sure as hell give him a good 'fuck'! I forced myself to grin, making him look more curiously at me. Tears smeared my face, but I forced myself to play this disturbed game of his.
"C-Can I d-do something?"
His eyes focused darkly on mine.
What is this woman thinking?
"What is it?"
"W-Well, if you undo these handcuffs, th-then I'll t-tell you…"
He glared at me. He gave me a serious look, as if saying 'no' through his eyes. He slowly crawled back up my body to my face and grinned.
"Tell me, and maybe I'll consider it…"
I grinned, a small, but mischievous grin. I forced myself to suppress the extremely painful rush of heat shooting through my upper body from that cut. Vegeta reached up to the cuffs, but just left his hands there, waiting for me to respond.
Damn, now I feel like a masochist! Fuck!
"I want to please you… myself… I don't want you to do anything, but lie there… and let me… please… my… master…"
His eyes were hazy and his lower lip shuddered as I spoke so seductively to him. I bet no woman had ever done what I was about to try. Hopefully, it would work. He swallowed hard before he slowly undid the cuffs and freed my hands. Before I could do anything, he grabbed one of my wrists tightly and stirringly spoke into my ear,
"As soon as you please me with whatever you have planned, I'm putting these back on you, so I can do what I want to you… You will be punished for what you did… but I'm curious, so…. I'll let you continue for now… but don't piss me off… understand?"
I nodded. Slowly, he released me. I shakily sat up against the headboard and patted my hand on the bed next to me, gesturing him to move there. He didn't take his eyes from me for a second as he moved to where I gestured. He looked like an untamed animal that just escaped a zoo. I moved to the edge of the bed once he was where I gestured to sit and got off of the bed. I saw him in the corner of my eye as I went to the dresser; his eyes were fierce as he watched me. I grabbed a match that was on top and lit the candle, bringing it back over to the nightstand near the bed. I then grabbed the things in the drawer on the nightstand that he'd used on me a few times. His face was blank, almost pale.
"Prince Vegeta, may I put these on you?"
He glanced at the cuffs in my hand. He grinned, knowing damn well he could easily snap those in two like it were nothing if he wanted to, but… there was something about the way I was talking, the way I was standing; with my hip out and that ring in my sweet, girly voice. Even though I was in excruciating pain, I didn't care. I wanted to please him like no other woman had. I wanted to tease him, to trick him, to deceive him, and to control him into doing what 'I' wanted. I wanted to play with him as if he were MY toy! He glanced up at me and then back down to the cuffs. He didn't speak; he just leaned over and grabbed them from me. I smiled more as he clicked one around one wrist, put them around one of the bars of the headboard, and then, clicked the other to the other wrist. He laid flat with his hands above his head, getting himself comfortable.
Sure, I'll play along… my mate…
I climbed over him, straddling his hips, and then, planted my hands gently down on his hard chest. I felt his breath hitch slightly as I touched him. I gently stroked my finger tips down his skin, making him begin to breathe faster and heavier. I felt his muscles tense the further down I went. I grinned as I saw him already beginning to cave into my little trap… and only after just a few little touches. He was giving in because he was a Saiyan; he wanted sex and was curious as to what I would do. It was all still a game. I leaned down and kissed his lips gently, he tried forcing his tongue through, but I quickly pulled back.
"No, no, no, naughty Prince… I said 'I' would doing everything… You just have to lie there, and do… nothing!"
His eyes flared angrily. He wanted to control and to be in control. He was still curious as to what I'd do, though. He knew humans were very sexual beings, too; like Saiyans, and he wanted to know what kind of freaky shit I was capable of doing with him, or brave enough to do with him. I grabbed the shard of glass still on the bed and held it up to his arm. His eyes widened and I could see his muscles tense more.
"Are you nervous, my Prince?"
He growled lowly,
"No… Continue…"
I grinned,
"As you wish… sir…"
I pressed the sharpest edge to the thinner flesh of his bicep and pushed down, piercing through the skin, drawing blood. The blood trickled down and around his arm onto the bed. He grunted at the sting as I began to drag it, drawing through the skin, gracefully as if I were drawing on paper. He moaned as I was close to finishing.
"He-he; my Prince… you sure are tough. I hope you like my beautiful artwork…"
His eyes opened with a flared, angry look in them. They panned to his arm and widened greatly. His breath hitched when he saw what I'd done; I carved my name into his skin. Fresh and bloody, the writing was graceful and written in handwriting.
"What the fuck…?"
I grinned more, leaning down more and licking my tongue over his still fresh cut from earlier across his chest.
"Ahh…!"
Vegeta fidgeted under me, but I wasn't even close to being done, yet. I reached to the nightstand, giggling and grabbed the candle and the cloth.
"Would you prefer to see, my Prince?"
He glared up at me and growled quietly.
"After what you just did…? I'll never take my eyes off of you… my mate…"
I giggled and leaned down closer to his face, still holding the lit candle and cloth.
"Awww, how cute…! Okay then…"
I bunched up the cloth in my hand and then put it near his mouth, calmly and quietly saying,
"Open your mouth…"
His eyes widened, as if he were nervous. The Prince, nervous of something I was going to do to him; how adorable! He swallowed before opening it slightly, still not taking his eyes off of me. I grinned a gently placed the bunched up cloth in his mouth. He made a low-pitched growl and I giggled at him, still straddling him very seductively, wiggling around slightly.
Good thing I locked the stupid door before all of this… It would be more than humiliating if anyone else came in and saw me like this… I'm… I'm letting this woman take control of me… Well; this is only going to be a one-time thing, that's for damn sure… Oh, woman… you better please me greatly… or else…!
I could tell he was angry and thinking hard about something. I stroked my hand gently over his still-wound tail around his waist. His eyes widened and shot down to where my hand was on his tail. His hands clenched into fists, threatening to break the cuffs. He growled into the cloth material and moaned loudly.
"He-he; how about I make this a tough, little challenge for you…?"
His eyes shot up to mine. He accepted my challenge with his deadly glare and half grin with the cloth in his mouth.
"Every time you moan or make any sound, I'll do this…"
I spoke as I slowly tilted the candle to a forty-five degree angle and let the hot, melted wax drip three drops down onto the Prince's chest. He arched his back up and moaned loudly again, closing his eyes tightly. Was he actually really enjoying this?! He-he; well, I sure as hell was! Had the Prince ever done this before? I doubted it, even with everything he'd probably done throughout his life. Nathan and I had done it once before, after we'd moved out, but only once. He was such a baby when it came to masochistic things like this! The thought made me giggle more.
"Got it…?"
His eyes slowly opened and panned up to me. He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. He glared, but gave me a small grin, chuckling under his breath quietly.
Alright, let's go, Prince!
I used one hand to gently stroke his tail while I slowly began grinding against his groin. His eyes were like saucers as his head tilted back and his head arched. Sweat began forming at his forehead.
No… no… what is she doing to me?! Why do I feel this way?! Why am I so turned on by this?!
Vegeta bit down hard on the cloth, threatening a whimper from slipping through. He wasn't going to lose, not to me, a lowly human female; never! I grabbed his tail and gave it a slight squeeze. His breath hitched. He was too close to giving in. He couldn't hold his moans in. He mouthed the words 'no, no' through the cloth as I leaned down a licked slowly over his abdomen. I nipped at his skin, making him buck up again. Oh, this was definitely the first time he's ever let a woman do this! His groin was rock hard under me now. He wanted me so badly; so, that meant… he was being turned on by all of this?!
Huh, who would've thought?!
I kept moving my hips around and from side to side, turning him on even more with a teasing and little game. I licked over the fur of his tail where I'd been petting him and that did it. His eyes flew open and he groaned out loudly. I stopped and looked up to him. His eyes closed again and I saw him relax his muscles, breathing heavily, almost into a submissive gesture, like he was giving up, knowing he lost, and just not admitting it. He turned his head to the side; I could see his cheeks burning red. He groaned slightly again, trailing off with what sounded like a whimper as I stroked over the spot I licked and I giggled,
"No… you moaned…"
I tilted the candle over his right peck and let a few drops of wax drip down. He growled loudly at the intense heat on the sensitive skin, especially since it was so close to the cut across his chest. I moved the candle up near his neck, threatening to burn him. He moved his face further to the side, his eyes closed tightly, growling at me. Wax dripped down onto his neck, making his buck up in the intense pain and pleasure.
"You keep making noise… Is this challenge too hard for the Prince of all Saiyans?!"
I purposely made myself sound as cocky as possible. He glared back at me, keeping his head turned to the side. I brought my hand away from his tensed and puffy tail and up to his mouth pulling the bunched-up cloth out. He breathed heavily a moment and then spoke with a growl behind his low voice,
"Never… My slave will never control me… You'll never corrupt me… You mean nothing!"
His body shot up, making me lean back upright. He used his abdominal muscles to hold himself up as his hands were still cuffed to the bed; he was extremely restless. He loved this and hated it at the same time. His teeth were clenched and I could faintly see his canines beginning to bear.
"Oh, Prince Vegeta, are you mad at me because I won?!"
I kept my face as smug as possible. Small streams of blood dripped from my wound, but I pretended not to notice. He grinned and began to chuckle. My face went blank, nervously beginning to worry. It was the chuckle that he had had enough and wanted to be the dominant again. My eyes were frozen on his. His pupils dilated dramatically as his nostrils flared.
"Well, what are you waiting for?! Keep going… slave…"
I began to shiver slightly. That aching feeling was starting to come back. I slowly reached down for his groin, to try and please him more. As I did, I didn't notice where I was tilting the candle that was still lit and it dripped down onto his thigh, burning the sensitive skin immensely. He howled out in momentary pain, pulling away from me completely. I gasped, not knowing if he was in actual pain or not. I blew out the candle quickly and placed it on the nightstand.
"Vegeta, are you alright? I'm so sorry… I…"
I froze when I saw him. Clenched in a ball at the headboard, shivering. I could hear small, little growls coming from him.
"V-Vegeta…?"
I crawled over to him and went to touch his shoulder, but my arm was quickly and violently grabbed. His head slowly came up and turned towards me. His eyes were flamed red and fierce; his fangs bared, and his nails long like claws. He looked like he was half-way into turning into a beast; even more of a beast than he already was; like the ones that attacked Earth first hand; the ones that didn't come down in pods, they were just flying freely from the bigger ships. He slowly began to grin, and chuckled at my scared face. One second ago, we were… or… I was having fun, but now, he had to go all evil-wolverine on me!
"V-Vegeta… wh-what are you…"
He growled at me and faster than I could even see, spun me around to where he was and grabbed both my arms, handcuffing them to the bed.
Wait, what?! When did he take these off?! What's happening?!
He growled at me nipping the side of my neck harshly, drawing a little blood. I winced at it and closed my eyes.
Oh, great, now he's going to be all mad just because he lost at my little game… Jesus Christ, what a baby!
Vegeta growled louder and bit down a little harder. I squeaked out in pain.
"V-Vegeta, please…"
I swallowed as Vegeta grinned wickedly and whispered,
"It's my turn again… Now, where was I? He-he; oh, yeah… right about here…"
He spoke the words quietly, but viciously as he eased my underwear down and off me with two claws, tearing through the waistline of the fabric, being careful not to scratch me and gazed down at my body, hungrily and impatient. The weight of his gaze, the very intensity of it was frightening.
Why, why now?! God, damn it!
"Please… Pr-Prince V-Vegeta…"
"Please what? Please stop or please continue… my little slave…?"
Vegeta retracted his claws slowly, but kept his teeth bared and provident. He slowly and teasingly eased a finger inside of me and began to rub my womanhood with his thumb in slow circles. I tried to fight my treacherous body as it succumbed to Vegeta, but it was no use. I could already feel myself reacting to his touch, my body tightening and my skin growing sensitive. Vegeta was right; I did like what he did to me. I liked it a lot… but why'd it have to just be me?! Why couldn't he admit to the things he liked me doing to him?! Stupid Prince!
"Say you want me, tell me you want this!"
Vegeta commanded hoarsely into my ear, nuzzling my neck in a way that was both threatening and oddly erotic. I shook my head and bit my lip, unwilling to give in. I moaned slightly, making him grin wildly. I wasn't going to be that weak! I was going to be strong!
"Such fighting spirit…"
Vegeta licked the wound in my arm again and thrust two fingers deep inside of me. I screamed out in pain from the sting of the wound and the intense force he used to push into me.
"Say you want me…"
I moaned as he withdrew the fingers,
"N-No… I… I w-want y-you…!"
Vegeta laughed above me and pulled away, grinning maniacally as my eyes snapped open and I stared at him in confusion. He snarled, still grinning before he spoke,
"If you want me to continue, woman, you're going to have to beg me."
I swallowed and tried to ignore the throbbing heaviness in my body that yearned for Vegeta's stupid sexual drive. My need was too great and my body was burning too hot for him to finish what he started. He had finally pushed a button inside of me that no one, except Nathan, had ever pushed before, and God help me I wanted him so badly; I could taste it.
"Please!"
I whispered, closing my eyes in shame at my own weakness.
"Please, what?"
Vegeta crept closer and I opened my eyes. I turned my endless blue eyes on him and swallowed hard,
"Please!"
"Beg me, woman! Tell me what you want me to do to you."
The Saiyan crept even closer and kissed my flat stomach and watched me like some giant cat. My hands curled into fists and I closed my eyes again,
"Please, fuck me! Please, hurt me! Please, do whatever you want to me! Just do it!"
Vegeta let out his breath in a hiss of approval, and his eyes gleamed with hunger as he moved on top of me again, his hard length pushing against me. He picked up the shard again and sliced into my shoulder, but this time, I only arched my back and moaned loudly. I didn't scream, only because I forced myself not to. Electric fire was shooting through me, and I couldn't stop, just like he couldn't stop. I felt him position himself at my entrance and my body welcomed his first hard thrust. His mouth locked onto the bleeding wound in my shoulder, and he fed at the cut as he pushed himself in and out of me; his cock thrusting deeper and deeper as he used me for his pleasure, holding me down and taking hard and fast. I threw back my head and whimpered as Vegeta pushed me to new heights of pleasure and beyond. Above me, I caught site of the animal hunger in Vegeta's eyes and stared up with an equal hunger for everything he could give me. It was at this moment that I lost that spark of innocence that had been surviving in me since I was last with Nathan, and I finally succumbed to the darkness that was Vegeta.
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As I lay in the dark, several hours later, exhausted and pale. I grinned slightly to myself; still in throbbing pain. All I could think about was,
I can't believe that I actually seduced Prince Vegeta and made him submissive… wow, now that's something I never thought I'd see! What a cute, funny, little man, he-he; curiosity be damned!