Chapter Twenty-Four

The Apples Don't Fall Far From The Trees

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Kakarot spoke quietly, but forcefully, his eyes were like a magnetic as he caught and held my gaze.

"I know that saying sorry doesn't take back what I did and that it doesn't take the pain away, but I swear to you that Vegeta manipulated me into it. If I'd known what it would do to you, and what was even in store for that whole evening, I would never have forced myself on you in that way."

He paused and then continued quickly, obviously wanting to say as much as he could before Vegeta returned.

"I'm not expecting you to forgive me, but I had to let you know that I'm sorry for what I did to you."

I pushed strands of damp hair out of my eyes and smiled bitterly.

"I'm glad you're sorry, and it's nice to know that you got screwed over in your own way too. I guess I'm just not sure exactly which of you is the bigger monster. I mean, Vegeta may have manipulated you into it, but you still did it. You did it even when you could tell I was in agony and almost mindless with fear, Kakarot. What kind of a man does that?"

I let my distaste show in my eyes, but I didn't pull away from him when his hand tightened on my shoulder and he leant closer to me, his eyes angry.

"It's the kind of man that I am… Lady Taylor. I…"

"Please, Kakarot… just call me Taylor…"

Kakarot sighed,

"Sorry… Taylor, anyway… I'm a Saiyan mercenary, and that means that I've done things, horrible things that you couldn't possibly imagine. I've done them because I was ordered to and I've done them because I wanted to, and until I met you I didn't care who I hurt or who I killed. You were so beautiful and unique, desirable and trusting. A job was a job and money was money, though. You were the first person I'd ever met that I actually liked, and still do. I know I hurt you and that you probably won't ever forgive me, but I'm still sorry and sorry is something that I never thought I would be… after all the years and time that I've ruined for others I disliked or didn't care for…"

Kakarot pulled me closer to him, his eyes darting furtively to the door in case Vegeta walked in on us. I tried to stay angry, but it was hard. Kakarot was saying all the things that I wanted to hear and, despite my fear, or perhaps because of it, it was turning me on… again… at the most inappropriate times.

What is wrong with me?!

Having a man as dangerous as him care for me was intoxicating enough, but knowing that he was admitting this to me when Vegeta was so close by to them was truly thrilling! My heart rate was speeding up again in a very different way. My mouth was dry and I could feel the familiar warmth beginning to spread inside of me again.

"You're a monster? Is that what you're saying?"

He sighed, looking down and away momentarily. He was truly ashamed of his actions. I let my grip on the towel I had wrapped around myself loosen and felt it slip to the floor around my kneeling form. The air was cool against my bare skin and I felt my nipples tighten as Kakarot glanced down at me with a dark look in his eyes that radiated a mixture of anger and need. God, he was scary and sexy as hell at the same time. Why, brain, why are you having these thoughts now of all times?!

"What if Vegeta comes in?"

Kakarot glanced at the door again and pulled back slightly, his voice low and urgent as he tried to ignore my nakedness.

"He'd kill us both if he saw this, Lady… uhh, I mean… Taylor. He was jealous enough to drive a huge fucking wedge between us when he thought we were getting 'too' friendly. Do you have any idea what he'd do to you if he saw this?"

I laughed softly and huskily,

"I don't care."

I paused and frowned slightly to myself, repeating the phrase again with a tone of surprise in my voice.

"You… don't care…?"

"I don't care…"

I flicked my sparkling, blue eyes at him.

"I'm frightened of him, Kakarot, but he's done the worst he can to me and I'm still alive. Besides which, Vegeta; he pisses me off more than anything, but… he also excites me in ways I still don't understand and I still don't know why…"

"He will kill you, you know. Sooner or later, he'll go too far with you…"

"Will he?"

I pulled back from the Saiyan and wrapped the towel back around me, looking thoughtful.

"I used to think so too, but now, I'm not so sure. I think Vegeta's a lot like you, you know…"

Kakarot glared at me from those words, but I continued before he could say anything about it.

"He's never really cared about anyone in his life before, but I think he cares about me to some extent, after all… not only was I the first human to ever lie in his bed alongside him, but… I was also the first one he ever mated with."

Kakarot's eyes went wide at the comment.

Wait, is that actually true?! No, it can't be!

"In his own twisted way, of course. One of the guards the other day said that they thought that he was becoming too obsessed with me, but I think… I think it's almost more than that now…"

Kakarot ran a hand through his hair and looked at me in frustration.

"He'll never love you… Taylor… not… not like…"

"…not like you love her?"

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Vegeta's amused voice surprised both of us and I paled as I wondered how much of our very private conversation he'd heard. He hadn't been there a moment ago, so more than likely he'd only just walked in then; or so I hoped. He was smiling at me in a way that was unexpectedly pleasant, especially considering the rather compromising position I was in with Kakarot.

Vegeta moved into the bathroom towards us, looking almost amused when Kakarot stood up and hovered protectively next to me. His gaze swept over both of us, but came to rest on me and he held a hand down to me, which I carefully took and allowed him to pull me to my feet. The feel of his hand on mine was enough to send shivers down my spine and I let him see my reaction to his proximity. Kakarot picked the towel up and handed it to me. I wrapped it back around me as Vegeta stared me straight in the eye and spoke,

"What I want to do right now is make sure that you're going to be okay. I didn't enjoy seeing you in that state and I need to make sure that you don't slip back into it again… Whatever it takes…"

There was energy to the Saiyan Prince that made everything I felt for him so intense that it almost hurt me.

"I want my woman, my mate… to be… perfect…"

I hated him with a passion after the things he did to me, but I loved the things he did with equal fervor; maybe it was my subconscious calling back to loving that bad-boy, rebellious man in Dragon Ball Z. Whatever it was, I felt a burning passion for him and Kakarot both alike. Whatever my face showed, it seemed to reassure the Saiyan Prince, and he gave me one of his dangerously attractive smiles.

"Are you scared of me, woman?"

Vegeta moved close to me and gently pulled me against him, the tone in his voice instantly sending my heartbeat skyrocketing again. His body was all hard muscle with not an inch of softness to him at all. There was so much command and strength contained in him, so much potential for violence and power, that made me shiver again and goose-bumps spread all over my body; making my skin tingle as if the collar were on a very low mode; pleasure, not pain.

"…because you should be scared of me. I enjoyed watching Kakarot take you, you know."

His breath tickled my skin and I trembled against him, almost forgetting about the other Saiyan behind me. Kakarot was standing frozen in his spot, hardly daring to move as he watched Vegeta seduce me with every word and every touch. He was spellbound as he watched the Prince manipulate my body with surprisingly gentle touches, but horrifically explicit words. He said things to me which most women would have gone into hysterics over, but I sighed and reacted as though he were talking dirty to me or something. Which, Kakarot surmised, he was. The atmosphere in the bathroom was electric and Kakarot knew that the fact that Vegeta was doing this in front of him was no accident. He wasn't sure what the Saiyan Prince was planning, but until he knew he wasn't going to say or do anything to break the spell that had fallen. Vegeta took another step closer to me and forced me to step backward until I bumped up against the hard wall of Kakarot's chest; to who was already against the wall. Both I and Kakarot stilled at the unexpected contact, but Vegeta didn't miss a beat and just bent his head and kissed me gently, his hands trailing down my arms and settling around my waist, letting me know that he wanted me to stay right where I was. Kakarot swallowed hard and loudly, nervous of whether or not he was supposed to do anything.

"Be honest, woman…"

He broke the almost chaste kissed and stepped closer to me, whispering into my ear as he looked beyond me and met Kakarot's nervous, but intense gaze,

"Are you attracted to Kakarot?"

"Yes."

I felt Kakarot tense up behind me, but I knew Vegeta knew anyway. He probably knew far more than either of us thought he did, but I wasn't dead yet, neither was Kakarot, so Vegeta was letting this play out for a reason; a very specific one, too, probably.

"Other than your punishment, have you fucked him before?"

His voice was still gentle, but his hands tightened ever so slightly around my waist. Unbeknownst to me, Vegeta was still holding Kakarot's gaze, amused as the mercenary struggled not to react to my soft body pressing against him with only a towel hiding my nakedness. Both of them could smell my scent, my arousal and knew that despite the danger in the line of questing, I was turned on by what was happening. I stayed silent and just trembled in his grip, aware that things were spiraling out of control, but unable to prevent my body from reacting. I wanted to say 'yes' and see what happened, even though it wouldn't have been true. Although, Vegeta and Kakarot had hurt me badly the last time, Vegeta had become jealous, so I stayed quiet and let myself stay in the moment with Vegeta's breath tickling my neck and Kakarot's body at my back. The truth and the lie stayed silent.

"Not going to answer that one, hmm?"

Vegeta sounded amused and bit my neck gently. I hissed in pleasure, grinding against Kakarot against my will and realizing dimly that my legs were so weak that Vegeta was now holding me up and keeping me pressed against the other Saiyan.

"Last question then; what do… you… want us… to do… to you?"

The use of the word 'us' sent shockwaves exploding up Kakarot, but Vegeta's eyes, which were still locked on his own, looked calm and determined. If this was Vegeta's way of apologizing to me, he was going further down a path that Kakarot had never expected him to; the Prince didn't share his toys unless there was a very, very good reason for it.

"I won't…"

Kakarot started to pull away and put some distance between himself and us, but my hand found his and held him still, even as Vegeta's gaze darkened and he commanded him with a look to stay right the fuck where he was.

"You will do whatever Taylor asks you to do, understand?"

His voice was still gentle, but the look in his eyes was anything but; thankfully, he quickly turned his attention back to my trembling body between them.

"Now, what do you want us to do to you, right… now…?"

He slowly slid his hand down from my waist and to the apex of my thighs. My breath hitched as his hand ducked under and found the hot, honeyed core of my being, gently rubbing his thumb in circles around the electric mound of nerves at my opening. The atmosphere thickened and tightened as I curled my legs up around Vegeta's waist and let my eyes flutter closed. Everything I cared about minutes ago… gone out the window. I didn't care. I was horny as fucking hell! I wanted to have sex! It'd felt like weeks since the last time I did! I wanted it! I needed it!

Fuck, please!

"Tell me."

Vegeta slid two fingers deep inside of me, enjoying my loss of control.

"Ahh… P-Pl-Please… ahh…"

"Tell me what you want."

"I… I… I w-want you t-to f-fuck me… ahh, a-and then… I… I want K-Kakarot to f-fuck me… I… I want you both…!"

I jerked and shuddered as the desperate words were almost torn out of me by desire. For a moment, I didn't realize what I had even said! I hadn't ever felt this turned on in an extremely long time. Vegeta had never taken the time to play with me and seduce me; not anything like this anyways. I felt helpless between them, but it was a safe kind of helpless. I felt like I could trust them now; that they weren't going to try and hurt me. Vegeta was following my commands now and he wasn't going to push too hard or too far in case he damaged me again.

"You want us both to fuck you? And you want me first, and then Kakarot?"

Vegeta pulled back to look at me as my eyes slowly opened again, watching as my lust and need darkened the blue to a deeper more primitive shade; while his turned into a dark gold with desire and complete gluttony of my being.

"I think that is definitely 'do-able', isn't it Kakarot?"

Kakarot chuckled quietly before answering,

"Definitely…"

Kakarot said rather richly and low. He felt pinned not just by my small body, but by Vegeta's darkened, yet golden eyes as they flicked to back him. He could read the look in them as clearly as he could read a book: '…you promised to do whatever she asked… don't fuck this up…' He wasn't sure exactly how this situation had come about, and why Vegeta was suddenly okay with sharing me like some sex toy, but obviously I was right; in his own way, Vegeta cared and was trying to make things up to me. It was exhilarating having my body squirming and pressed up against his own body, knowing that I was turned on by both of them and that I wanted both of them to fuck me one after the other. The thought was exhilarating! Kakarot's body had already reacted to me grinding against him and he knew I could feel his cock pressed tightly against my back; hard, thick and throbbing. The thought of being there, holding me as Vegeta fucked me had an appeal that he had never considered before, but one which he was very turned on by and didn't exactly know why. It was strange, but, like me, he was discovering new fetishes he didn't even know he had. He expected us to move to the bedroom, but to his surprise Vegeta showed no signs of going anyway, perhaps he was reluctant to move in case it broke the magic which held me in its thrall.

"Kakarot…"

Vegeta command was soft and growling, and I shivered against him.

"Hold her arms and don't let her pull away from you."

"Yes, sir…"

Instantly, Kakarot caught my arms and twisted them behind my head, holding both of my wrists easily in one hand so that there was nothing separating our bodies, but his thin, black t-shirt and jeans (at least, that's what they were to me). He kept his grip hard enough that I couldn't pull away, but gentle enough that I wouldn't bruise from his treatment. His other hand snaked around my waist and kept me held tightly against him, allowing him to grind his erection even tighter against me. Meanwhile, in front of me, Vegeta's dark eyes burned with desire as he drank in the sight of me held tight and helpless in front of him. He moved closer and kissed me again, this time harder and deeper, feeding at my mouth as though he feared he'd never have the chance to do it again. His hands lightly danced over my body; caressing, stroking and tracing paths all over my still slightly bruised alabaster flesh; his digits felt exquisite against my frail flesh, making me squirm even more.

She's perfect, so perfect, and yet I'd come so close to losing this woman, all because I was jealous of that fucking idiot, Kakarot! How stupid can I be?!

He kissed me again and again, each time with more hunger and more need and I answered his desire with my own.

She's so soft… Why haven't I ever truly noticed until now?! Why did I make her my mate?! Why?!

The burning ball of hate was still flickering insidiously inside of me, but it was outshone by the even sicker lust that the two Saiyans had ignited in me; so different, but still, so alike in so many ways. I felt consumed by it; the heat and the passion and the desperate, desperate need I felt to have both of them take me and make me feel good. I loved Kakarot, but I loved the things Vegeta did.

Why can't fusion just be a thing here?! God, damn it!

I struggled in Kakarot's grasp, loving the feel of him so aroused and pressing against me, but it was Vegeta that was claiming most of my attention. He looked like a demon in front of me; wild and furious and so completely fucking hot for me that he was willing to share me with another man; one I happened to really like, no, love. I think it was love. I loved that I could do that to him; make him break his own rules just to get me back to his side again. It was a little sadistic, but wasn't I always like that? I kind of was, even Nathan agreed with me on that! I whimpered, pleaded, ate at his mouth and let him see how much I wanted him to take me… and he did.

He wasn't gentle or careful, he wasn't even his normal controlled self; he was out of control for the first time in a very long time and enthralled by his desire for me. Clothes were a frustrating barrier; his training gear to be specific, so he removed them, piece by piece, as fast as he could, not caring or aware of Kakarot's heated gaze on him as he moved back in front of me, running his mouth and teeth down my collarbone, catching my nipples in his mouth to suck and bite at them while his hands stroked and squeezed every part of me that they could reach. He felt at fever pitch, and when he finally parted my legs and thrust himself hard inside my honeyed core. It was everything to be wanted and better.

She's so slick and warm, so tight and… p-per-perfect. We were made for each other; this fragile Earth creature and I…Why… Why me?! Fuck, I need her so badly! This feels so good!

He fucked me hard and savagely; knowing that I loved it and knowing it was what I wanted. He both loved and hated that only I could do this to him and make him lose all sense of reason, but it felt so fucking perfect to take me like this after having come so close to losing me, emotionally… and physically. He was aware, distantly, that Kakarot was still behind me and supporting us both while he slammed into me over and over, and it was perfect to have him there holding me. He kissed me again, our tongues tangling as he breathed in my scent and he felt himself lose control again. He thrust deeply into me as he came, a primitive growl tickling from his throat as he tore his mouth from mine and sunk his teeth into the side of my neck; careful to leave teeth marks without breaking the skin.

Breathing hard and surprisingly shaky after taking me so hard and fast, Vegeta pulled back and drank in the sight of I still writhing with juices dripping from between my legs and held tight in Kakarot's grasp. My eyes were closed tightly and my body was pulsing with a desperate need for complete fulfillment, fulfillment which Vegeta had withheld from me, but which Kakarot would deliver. He could hear Kakarot's smoky, rich voice whispering in my ear that it would be his turn very soon now, that he'd soon be fucking me too and that I'd love it.

"Fuck her… Do it now!"

Vegeta roughly commanded as he wound his fist in my hair and pulled me out of Kakarot's grasp. He settled my small, trembling body against his own and watched as Kakarot took that final step towards us in the middle of the cool, but slightly steamy bathroom, looking dangerous and aroused. He didn't bother removing his clothes; he just freed his cock from his pants and was on us in an instant, turning both of us back towards the wall where he was, his bulky body slamming first Vegeta against the wall, and then I, tightly to his chest, pressing us all together. The show of strength was both impressive and controlled, and Vegeta quickly braced himself against the tiled wall, one hand still holding my hair and the other wrapped around my waist, keeping my arms pinned at my sides.

"Oh, God, oh, y-yes… yes!"

The words were practically mouthed they were so silent coming from me. My head had dropped back and was resting on Vegeta's shoulder as Kakarot positioned himself at my wet entrance and slid inside of me with delicious slowness. I was standing on my very tippy-toes as it all began again. His lovemaking wasn't as hard and fast as Vegeta's had been, but it was no less intense. He thrust into me deeply and slowly, ensuring I could feel every inch of him penetrating me. He spoke to me the entire time he fucked me, talking dirty to me and telling me all the other things he could do to me and make me do to him if he really wanted to.

"You like that… Tell me you like it!"

"I… I… like it!"

"Tell me you want more…"

"I… I want m-more… pl-please!"

He grinned wildly at my little, weak voice and chuckled as he continued going harder and picking up the pace just a little. The pleasure built up inside of me with each movement, waves of intense energy that started in my belly and spread through my entire body until I was rigid with need, pleading, crying and desperate for climax; and then, it came crashing over both of us at the same time and it was like being buried under a tsunami of tight, wet, pleasure, both I and Kakarot clinging and tense as our bodies were racked with sensations of ecstasy. Through it all, Vegeta held me tightly, and I could feel his power thrumming tightly behind me, a presence that was both reassuring and terrifying as another man brought me to climax, which is something he has only ever been able to do once, and Kakarot did it on the first… well… second try, but nevertheless, Vegeta had fucked me how many Goddamned times now?!

Then, it was over and Kakarot pulled away, disentangling himself from both I and Vegeta, ending that wonderful connection that I'd felt between the three of us. My feet found the floor gain and I gently pulled away from Vegeta and he let me go, his hands supporting me without holding me. I stumbled, though, and fell to my knees. Kakarot quickly kneeled and grabbed one of my arms, whispering,

"Hey, you okay?"

I nodded, breathing heavily. The two Saiyans looked at one another, wondering what to do with me. I fell to my side, tired and completely exhausted from the whole ordeal. Vegeta didn't want to move me, still in case it did something to trigger anything bad. Vegeta stepped away from the wall and grabbed some folded towels. Kakarot saw and gently lifted my bed so Vegeta could place them under me. I rested there, on the cool bathroom floor as the other two got up and began getting redressed.

"So… what happens now?"

Kakarot spoke first, his dark eyes moving from Vegeta to my small frame on the floor; a small, satisfied smirk on his mouth, but uncertainty in his eyes. For a moment neither of them spoke as I came back to Earth (or Planet Vegeta) after everything that just happened over the past hour. With a bang, I remembered that I wasn't in charge and that while I'd had both Vegeta and Kakarot in my power only moment ago, it was Vegeta who would ultimately decide what happened next; the Prince over both of us would be the one to choose. The silence stretched on for a moment longer and then Vegeta laughed, low and husky and some the tension eased out of the room.

"Now… we get breakfast."

He picked up the training shirt after having put his training pants back on and slowly slipped it on, far too casually considering the decision that he was about to make. He pulled his boots and armor on quietly. Kakarot straightened his clothes out. After the two of them were finally completely redressed, I was finally able to move on my own and slowly stood to get redressed and clean myself up. The feeling in the room was companionable, but all of us knew we were waiting for 'him' to voice 'his' decision. Vegeta already knew what he wanted to do, but trying to put it into words was slightly harder than just thinking it. He had never found the idea of sharing a woman attractive before, and he'd never seriously entertained allowing another man to come to bed with him… but, this kind of intense pleasure wasn't something that could be easily replicated or found again; especially given his intense dislike of sharing. The jealousy was there, but he was repressing it, and hard, too. He didn't especially 'like' Kakarot, but the man aroused a certain passion in both himself and I that was unique, and trusted him more than his own father. Also, considering that his father and Bardock, Kakarot's father of all people, had already tried to get with me; and one of them was closer to succeeding than the other. Vegeta put all his trust in Kakarot for the moment.

"Breakfast first,"

He repeated again slowly, and then added with a smug, sly grin across his face,

"…and then we find a bed and do this again."