Dragonball Z: Warcraft Unleashed

Chapter 5: New Experiences and Revelations

Bulma shivered and sobbed the whole way clinging for dear life to Vegeta. Stormwind may not be as visibly horrible as she had heard but the humans were scum just like she had been told. Who knows what the horrible creature would have done to her… Vegeta looked down at her unsure of what to do. “I hate humans…they are worthless creatures. They don’t even live long enough to be of any real use. What kind of being only lives for 100 years IF they are lucky?” This caused Bulma to calm slightly.

Vegeta stopped his mount in front of a small cottage on the outskirts of town. He jumped off his mount and pulled Bulma off of it. He pulled the reins and saddles off Mysta and patted her to go on her merry way. She would come back when he called. He did the same for the female’s bird before guiding Bulma into the cottage. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Bulma stood in front of him, her back to him, shivering and frozen in place like she didn’t know what to do next. Vegeta sighed, it was a good thing he had his special treat for her planned for tonight. “Are you hungry?” Bulma shook her head, holding her torn clothes and his cloak tightly around her. He didn’t figure she would be. He looked outside and saw that the sun was almost set.

He slowly walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. He turned her around to face him. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her chest and her head was down. He slowly lifted her chin with one finger and stared down at her. He sighed looking down at her. He wiped her tears with his thumb. “I apologize Woman, I should have never left you alone.” Bulma stared up at him confused. Did he just apologize? Vegeta growled inwardly. She looked so innocent standing before him. Just looking at her made his cock twitch. He was beating himself inwardly as well…all that kept running through his mind was one thing… What he had done to her was no different than what that human was going to do with her. And yet…she had not reacted to him like she had that human.

Bulma knew her reactions were different between the two. Vegeta had frightened her yes…but not like that human had. He was disgusting and probably littered with diseases. He was concerned with getting himself off and nothing more whether it meant hurting her or not. Vegeta…he had wanted to conquer her, possess her, fulfill her. Her body had enjoyed it and embraced it. Had that human gotten any further should would have been hurt badly. When Vegeta had touched her, her body had wanted it… When that human had touched her, her body had screamed and begged to get away… She had been bone dry inside and he would have ripped her apart. Vegeta had wanted her wet and wanting. That human hadn’t cared either way, as long as he got himself off.

Vegeta could not handle her innocent stares. Her purity made him hungry for her. Why not give the woman her treat? She probably needed it. He slowly took her wrists and pulled her arms apart, causing her to drop her clothes. Bulma looked up at him, startled. She could see the hunger and lust in his eyes. He wanted her…again. She was a fool to think he would have let her go by after her ordeal. He was a male after all and not much different than that human…he wanted her for his pleasure…they just took their pleasure in different ways.

She started to shake and look as though she were going to cry again. Vegeta smiled and shook his head. “Calm down little one. There is no need for your tears. I have something special planned for you tonight.” Bulma calmed a bit still looking up at him. Before his words could really sink in, his lips were on hers, kissing her gently. Bulma was taken back. His tongue slowly dragged across her lips, as though asking for entrance. Vegeta’s hands cupped her face lightly, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. Bulma shivered slightly her body taking over. This was different…and by gods it felt good. Was he really trying to coax her?

Vegeta licked along her lips slowly tasting her, asking her for entry. He wasn’t sure if she really realized it but she moaned and relaxed considerably. Her lips parted ever so slightly. He used the opportunity to snake his tongue inside her mouth. This opened her mouth the rest of the way as he deepened their kiss. Gods she tasted like sweet morning glory dew. Azshara help him if he wasn’t addicted to this tiny elf. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist pulling her against him. He placed a hand on her buttocks firmly but not rough. Her body melded into his, her contours perfectly matched against him. After tasting her sweet mouth for some time he finally got what he wanted…she started to kiss him back.

Bulma’s arms snaked around his neck, pressing herself into him. She started kissing him back moaning against his lips. Gods the elf knew how to make a woman want. She swirled her tongue around his kissing him hungrily, still a bit unsure how this all worked. Vegeta rubbed her ass slightly devouring her lips, groaning as she dueled his tongue. He finally pulled away kissing his way across her cheek and down her throat, sucking on her shoulder. His breathing was already ragged and heavy. Bulma moaned, leaning her head back. Vegeta’s cold plate armor gave her skin goose bumps. “T-Take off your armor.” Vegeta looked up from her throat surprised. “So you can speak.”

He backed away from her and held out his arms. “If you want my armor off…then take it off.” She swallowed and blushed. She bit her lip and moved forward. She slowly started removing his armor piece by piece. She finally got all his plate off. The plate was so cold but the leather underneath was very warm. She untied the cords at the top of his leather shirt and pulled it over his head. She started to remove his pants but he grabbed her hands. “Now now little one. Slow down…I intend to take my time with you tonight.” He licked his lips. “If you remove my pants I fear I may not be able to do that.”

Bulma shuttered in complete delight, blushing profusely. Gods what had this man done to her? Without warning he swiftly picked her up and started walking through the house. He walked to the back of the cottage and used his hip to open the door to the bedroom. He kicked it shut and laid her on the bed, crawling over her. He immediately claimed her mouth with his own. There was no hesitation from her this time. She immediately responded, returning his kiss. Dear Elune she tasted of the sweetest ambrosia. He started kissing down her jaw and throat, stopping briefly to nip and kiss. He unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside.

Vegeta slowly kissed his way down to her breasts taking one of her nipples in his mouth. He rolled his tongue around it slowly, sucking and nipping her nipple. She emitted delightful sounds of pleasure. He took the other in his hand, pinching her nipple ever so slightly. Bulma bit her lip and her toes curled. ‘Gods this man will be the end of me…’ She unknowingly spread her legs, silently asking him for more. Vegeta smirked and continued his way down. The poor female had no idea what she was asking for. He ghosted butterfly kisses down her stomach causing her to giggle slightly. He worked a trail of hot kisses down her stomach and abdomen. She took in a breathe as his lips ghosted over her lips. She arched up, pushing herself up on her elbows. She looked down at him blushing, her skin flushed with desire.

Vegeta looked up to see her watching him, a delicious blush washing over her cheeks. Still looking into her eyes, he slowly dragged his tongue between her fold, tasting her sweet desire. He pressed his tongue down roughly on her clit causing her to squeal and jump. She whimpered and moaned. Vegeta finally decided he had teased her enough and brought his mouth down on her. He sucked on her clit hungrily growling into her skin. He sucked and licked, making her body go wild. Bulma was bucking and crying out, her hips arching off the bed. She gripped the blankets for dear life throwing her head back and crying out in pure pleasure. She started rambling in Orcish saying Elune knows what.

Vegeta brought her right on the edge before stopping and sitting up. Bulma looked at him with a desperate hurt in her eyes. He smirked and wiped his lips. “Oh not yet my pet. You will remember tonight as long as you live.” He crawled over her and brought his lips down on hers, letting her taste herself on his lips. She squealed when he got a good grip on her sides and rolled over so that she lay on top of him. She pulled back looking down at him questioning, unsure what he was doing or wanted her to do. Vegeta smirked and put his hands under his head relaxing. He knew she had never explored a man’s body. She was unfamiliar with a man in every way. “Go ahead. Its your turn.”

Bulma blushed a deep crimson when she realized what he wanted her to do. She licked her lips and sat up slightly. She looked over his body and shivered. He was a perfectly chiseled god… ‘Why not…I’ll probably never get a chance like this again.’ She timidly leaned down placing tiny butterfly kisses across his cheek. She was curious to find what would get to him if anything. She traveled down to his jaw and back up to his ears. She hesitated only a moment before taking his earlobe in her mouth. She knew her own ears were sensitive so why not a Night Elf’s? She was pleased when she got a surprised groan from him.

Vegeta gasped when she started sucking on his earlobe. The little minx wasn’t as ignorant as he thought. She had found one of his turn on points. His ears were very sensitive. Her actions were more innocent that she realized. Most women would have headed straight to his cock, ready to please him. She was curious and wished to explore his body. He doubted she would even attempt to pleasure him orally. Bulma after a few moments moved down to his throat, lightly sucking and nipping. His skin was surprisingly smooth and tasted of salt from his sweat. It wasn’t a bad flavor. She continued down to his biceps.

By Azshara this Night Elf was absolutely gorgeous. Perfectly chiseled and the body of an ancient god. Yet he was riddled with scars across his chest and stomach, proof of his status as a ruthless warrior. He was probably very proud of his battle scars. She trailed light kisses down his chest, across his biceps. She came to one of his nipples and stuck her tongue out to drag it across his nipple. She was rewarded with a guttural groan that came from deep in his chest. Vegeta nearly jumped when she licked his nipple. No woman had ever done that, he hadn’t even known he would react that way. He smirked as he realized just how wonderful innocence could be. He nearly lost his self control when the little vixen took his nipple in her mouth and started to suck on it, swirling her tongue like he had done to her not but a few short minutes before.

He had to fight himself to allow her to explore and enjoy him. Finally he sat up slightly and used one hand to lift her chin to look at him. She looked almost frightened when he did so. As if she feared she had done something wrong. “Its alright little one, I am quite enjoying what you’re doing. But you need to move on before I lose what little resolve I have left.” She nodded and gave his nipple one last tiny lick before continuing down. She sent chills up his spine as her luscious lips left a searing hot trail down his abdomen and stomach. Bulma moaned as she tasted him. Every part of him was solid as stone, his chest, his arms, his legs, his abdomen…his…well…you get the idea.

She blushed at her own thoughts. Before continuing down she sat up and looked him over. She started dragging her fingers across his scars slowly feeling the contours. Some made by daggers, some by swords, some by axes, even X shaped ones made by arrows. This man had fought and killed many people…and she could have been one of them…but he had spared her. In return for her services of course… She shook her thoughts away, thanking the gods that she was even alive, much less for the amount of freedom he presented her with. She leaned down bringing her lips to his scars. Kissing her way across each one.

Vegeta watched her interest in his battle scars. Each one was a trophy to him, one more to display how he survived another enemy. Each scar had a story behind it…some quick…some gruesome. He growled when her breasts slid across his leather covered cock. ‘By Elune this woman is driving me insane…’ Bulma had made her way down and was now staring down at his leather pants. She held her bottom lip between her teeth and finally looked up at him questioningly. Vegeta knew what she wanted to know. “Do you have a question?” She would speak to him even if he had to coax it out of her. She blushed and swallowed. “May I…r-remove your umm…pants?”

He smirked and nodded. “Go ahead. This is your time not mine.” She swallowed and brought her hands to his leather ties. She untied them and started to tug. Vegeta helped her remove his pants and there he lay before her completely naked. Bulma sat between his legs on her knees staring down at him really getting a good look at him for the first time. His violet skin was flawless save for his scars. He was undoubtedly the most gorgeous being she had ever laid eyes on. She looked down at his cock and her eyes grew wide. No matter how many time she saw it, it still frightened her to see the sheer size of him. She took him by surprise when she gently laid her hand on it.

Vegeta hissed and groaned, sucking up a bit more resolve. She was so completely oblivious as to what she did to him. Her actions were so innocent it drove him crazy. She took him in her hand looking him over and feeling him. Vegeta sat up on his elbows looking down at her curious as to how brave she would get. She slowly started moving her hand up and down over his shaft, testing the feel of him. She couldn’t believe how hard it felt in her hand. She paused when she saw a droplet appear at the head. Vegeta almost lost it completely when she lowered her lips to the head of his cock and licked the precum up. Vegeta fell back against the pillows placing a hand on his forehead. His breath was getting ragged and she started sucking on the head of his cock.

Vegeta thought he might lose his mind for the sheer fact of how innocent her actions were. She was testing the waters so to speak, she had no idea what she was doing to him. She started sucking hard on the tip and then moved further down taking more of him into her mouth. Her sucking became harder causing Vegeta to gasp and groan. He looked down watching her sucking him, her hand fondling his base. He felt himself getting close to the edge, and she hadn’t really done much. Her exploration and naive actions were enough to drive him to the brink of madness. He nearly lost it when she deep throated it, gagging herself. He had to quickly grab her shoulders and pull her up to his face.

Bulma started shaking slightly. “I’m sorry, did I do something wrong?” Vegeta could not help but laugh. She was so naive it was almost cute. It was however deliciously sexy. “No woman, in fact you couldn’t have been doing much more right. I’m just not ready to release yet and you had me very close. Now for the fun part.” He slowly lifted her hips over his positioning himself at her entrance. He groaned feeling her juices sliding down his cock. With that he impaled her on his throbbing member.

Bulma cried out tossing her head back, bracing herself by gripping his arms. He took his hands off her hips and smirked. “Go ahead.” She stared at him and blinked. He wanted her to… She blushed deeply. “But I…I’ve never…” He chuckled, she was too delicious for her own good. “Allow me to get you started then.” He grabbed her hips and started moving her up and down over him. Bulma moaned and slowly got into the rhythm. After several minutes she started moving herself without his help. She slowly moved over him gasping with each thrust. Vegeta moved his hips up to hers ever so slightly. She felt so wonderful wrapped securely around him. She was hot, wet, and wanting. After a long time with her riding him he started getting impatient. He wanted to take it slow with her tonight but his body was hungry for more.

He abruptly sat up causing her to pause. He wanted more contact and he knew how to get it without ruining what they had going. He pushed himself up into a sitting position and pulled her legs up wrapping them around his waist so she was sitting in his lap. He kissed her hungrily taking her tongue into his mouth and grabbed her hips making her move again. Bulma moaned against his lips kissing him back hungrily and rocked against his hips slowly. Vegeta started moving her faster and harder. He grunted in her ear, “Talk to me Woman…tell me how it feels.” Bulma cried out gripping his shoulders and riding him desperately. “Gods…it feels…so…mmmm…” He smirked. “Yes? Go on, tell me how good it feels!”

Bulma tossed her head back crying out as the pressure continued to build to an almost unbearable level. “Oh fuck it feels so good!” Vegeta groaned, her words turning him on even more if it were possible. “Would you like something more? Tell me how you want it elf!” Bulma gasped and breathed in his ear. “Harder!” He growled and started bouncing her on his lap harder and received a delicious whimper from her lips. Vegeta growled harshly as she took his earlobe in her mouth sucking on it hard. Bulma was so close she wanted to cry. She buried her face in his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his neck as she rode him like a wild wolvar.

She lifted herself up and looked into his eyes, her eyes going wide as she felt the pressure getting close to exploding. She gasped and screamed. “Oh Gods I’m going to…!!!” She screamed her release, pleasure washing over her in such a powerful wave that she started to black out. Vegeta groaned feeling her tighten around him, squeezing almost painfully. “By Elune wench you’re so tight!” He gritted his teeth and let out an animalistic roar as he came deep inside her sweet quim. She milked him dry riding out both their orgasms. Her quim sucked him off till he had nothing left to give her, filling her. Bulma let out a full body shutter before going limp against him. Vegeta could feel his shoulder getting wet and warm. She was crying?

He pushed her forward and looked into her eyes. She was crying, but only slightly. He slowly lifted her off him, careful to move slowly since she would be sore. He laid back and pulled her down next to him. “Now why do you cry little one? I know you enjoyed yourself.” She sighed and closed her eyes. “That’s the problem…I’ve betrayed the Light…I’m impure…tainted. I can no longer practice the ways of the Holy priesthood…” Vegeta chuckled. “Woman believe it or not, many priests and priestesses are sexually active. They just don’t tell anyone. Besides…from what I’ve seen of your skills…perhaps the Holy priesthood is not your forte.”

She looked insulted. “How dare you!” He smirked. “Elf you could not even properly heal yourself after a fight with a weak little swamp jaguar. Have you ever considered the way of the Shadow priesthood?” This time she looked offended. “Shadow priests are sadistic and selfish. I’m nothing like those monsters.” Vegeta could not help but laugh at this. “Is that you talking…or perhaps your parents?” Bulma almost stopped breathing at his comment. How could he know? There was no way! “You…you knew? The whole time?” He shook his head. “Not until you told me your name. I recognized your name almost immediately. Every Night Elf has heard of the great Reina and Taros Skydreamer. Some of the greatest scientific minds of Azeroth as well as Reina being a very powerful Discipline priestess and Taros one of the most powerful Holy priests you’d ever come across. It seems…shadow does not run in the family.”

Bulma shook her head. “Oh…it does…but its nothing to be proud of.” Vegeta shuttered. “Oh yes, who could forget your grandparents. Direct servants of Kael’Thalas correct? The Shadow priest Lorkan and his wife the powerful warlock Sylisra. Your father’s parents if I remember right. So, I assume your father wished you to follow in his and your mother’s footsteps?” She nodded. “Yes…they wanted me to be a holy discipline hybrid… I have never been good at it…I’m clumsy and uncoordinated with my spells. But my father would disown me if I practiced in the shadow arts… Like he did my brother.” Vegeta looked at her intrigued. “Your brother?” She looked up at him. “Yes, most people don’t know about him. He is only my half brother, from my mother’s previous uh…union I guess you could call it. My brother became a Death Knight and my parents were outraged saying he had dishonored the family. I haven’t seen my brother in a very long time.”

Vegeta seemed to be thinking. “What is your brother’s name?” She swallowed. “Rael…Rael Sunstrider.” Realization dawned on him. “Your brother…is the son of Kael’Thalas?” She nodded. “It gets worse. Kael’Thalas is my mother’s uncle by marriage. Kael is my father’s uncle… He had his last name changed after Kael betrayed us. My grandfather was his right hand man because they are brothers. When my mother married my father it was during a time when High Elves performed an ancient ceremony where a higher ranking member of the family would determine and welcome the new addition to the family through…sex. It proved if you were worthy to be in the family if you could perform well… Had my father not broke off from that side of the family when I was born I would have had to have sex with either Kael or my brother Rael…”

Vegeta couldn’t believe it but he was genuinely disturbed. That was borderline incest! This elf had a very messed up family. It was smart that her parents had broke off from that side of the family. “I’m not actually full blood elf either. I’m a quarter troll but you can only see it in my hair color. My mother’s father is a half troll. His father is the leader of the Darkspear trolls, Sen‘jin. He mated with my great grandmother, a high elf paladin. My grandfather came from the union. He is a very interesting looking man. He has bright blue skin but looks like a blood elf in every other aspect. His hair is chalk white. I inherited my great grandfather’s hair color and eye color.” Vegeta smirked. “You have an interesting heritage.”

She looked up into his face. “What about you? Are you as…terrible as they say?” He chuckled. “So you do know who I am.” He stood up and pulled on his sleeping shorts and tossed her a gown. She pulled it on still looking at him. “Yes, its true. I’m a murderer. After what happened to my family I generally kill Horde on sight.” He looked back at her. “Except you. Something about you kept me from killing you.” Bulma felt her anger starting to boil up. “Perhaps that I was an available piece of ass? Sound about right?” Vegeta smirked at her sudden attitude. “Perhaps. Your anger has no affect on me little one. Yes, I forced myself on you. However, I heard no complaints tonight.” Bulma opened her mouth to say something and closed it again. She blushed deeply. He had her there. “Nothing to say elf? I didn’t think so.

He walked up to her standing before her, pulling her to her feet. “Lets keep one thing straight little one.” He held her chin in his hands. “Your family heritage doesn’t frighten me. So don’t expect me to run in fear if Daddy comes looking for you. You belong to me, understand? And I will keep you as long as I please. Till I get bored with you or till you get on my last nerve, whichever comes first. I’m a murderer and I hate your kind. You just happen to be a very good fuck. So count your blessings that I let you live.” Bulma shook in his grasp. How could she have been so foolish and so easily forgotten where she was, who she was with, and what her situation was? This man could kill her with a flick of his wrists…

She let her shoulders slump and her eyes drop to the floor. She nodded slightly. “I understand…” Without really thinking about it she pulled herself from his grasp and crawled into the bed. Her situation really seemed hopeless… She didn’t even know if anyone knew she was missing. Would her father look for her? It was hard telling with him…

Vegeta sighed. Perhaps he had come off a little more harshly than he had intended. But she needed to understand who he was and where she was. This was not some romantic fantasy. She belonged to him for his pleasure and she would remember it. He crawled into the bed next to her and pulled her back against his chest. She stiffened going completely rigid. He could feel her tiny tremors and the sobs that she was trying hard to hold back. Fuck, again with the crying. He had certainly taken a step back from where he wanted to be. Maybe talking to her would calm her down. After all she had told him about her family.

“I grew up alone… My parents were killed when I was very young. My mother was a powerful Druid, one of the highest ranking among the Cenarion Circle. My father was a warrior, guardian to High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind. He’s the reason I became a warrior. I wished to honor his memory. One day…when I was very young, maybe 13 there was an attack on Darnassus. About 40 Horde came, they were after the High Priestess. My father…he killed many of them trying to defend the priestess…but he fell in the battle. My mother, desperate to save her love ran into the middle of the battle and tried to Rebirth my father. Just as she was going to cast the spell she was struck down. Knocked out cold. She was taken captive. The priestess made it out alive but many women were captured… All of their bodies were found in a cave just outside the city walls. My mother included. Those beasts…they tortured and raped all of them for hours upon hours. My mothers body lay battered and broken chained to a wall in the cave… I was the first to find the cave desperately looking for my mother. When I got there she was still alive…3 orcs were having their way with her. I doubt if you have ever seen a naked orc…but they look as though they could please a kodo… My mother had to have been in so much pain. I was enraged…I blacked out…I’m not sure what happened but when I came to I was holding a sword I shouldn’t have even been able to lift and there were dead orcs all around me. I freed my mother from her chains but she was too weak to heal herself and there was no way to get her back to the city in time. She told me to be brave and not to harbor hatred… She claimed the orcs were ignorant and knew not what they did…She pleaded with me to save the other women in the cave who were still alive. She died in my arms just as the Priestesses royal guard arrived… Her and my father were given royal funerals with the highest honors.”

“The High Priestess offered to take care of me but I refused. I told her that after that day I didn’t need taken care of. I was later told that the attack was ordered by Thrall… No one knew why he would order an attack on Darnassus after his pact with Lady Proudmoore…but he did. I inherited my father’s armor and sword that day. I still carry it with me to this day. Legacy of Darnassus was the title given to his sword. After that day I vowed to not only kill all orcs but all Horde as well… After all the attack was ordered by the High Chief of the Horde…so it wasn’t just orcs who had to pay…it was all of them. I vowed to never let that happen to another city. That’s how I received my current reputation. It was shortly after the Dark Portal was opened when a group of about 20 orcs came back to Darnassus. This time they had me to deal with. I killed all of them…one particularly nasty one left the biggest scar I have across my back. I was young and not even fully trained…but it was just like I was back in the cave. All I saw when I saw them arrive through the teleporter was those monsters who had hurt my mother… I blacked out again and came to just as the last one fell. I was covered from head to toe in blood… They were dead before the guards had even arrived…”

Bulma lay there quietly listening to everything he said… His story broke her heart. Watching those terrible things done to his mother and then having her die in his arms…and at such a tender age. But he had not abided by his mother’s dying wish either. He had dishonored her memory by harboring the hatred he did. There had to be an explanation for that attack…Thrall would have never broke his pact with Lady Jaina. He loved her too much. Most people were unaware of their love but Bulma had seen them together once. Seen the way they looked at each other. There was no doubt that they held a forbidden love for each other.

She had relaxed considerably listening to his story. He had just shared his past with her. She doubted that was easy for him. Vegeta’s heart ached as he retold that horrible story. He could still see those orcs as they forced themselves upon his mother… Then something occurred to him. His mother…would be so ashamed of him. What he had done to this beautiful woman…was no different than those beasts had done to his mother. Well he had known long ago his mother would be ashamed of how he lived his life. Killing and maiming where he went. His mother had been a gentle woman, only fighting when it was to defend herself. She would sooner run than fight. He tightened his grip around her waist and growled slightly. “You…you remind me a lot of my mother… She was very kind and gentle. She hated violence and the war between our factions.”

Bulma swallowed. “I’m sorry…for what happened to your parents.” She swallowed before continuing. Her next words could be her death. “But that’s no reason to kill every Horde you see…your mother asked you not to harbor hatred…to forgive. She would be ashamed of you…” Vegeta felt his anger boil to the surface. How DARE she! Bulma cried out when she felt the wind knocked out of her and found herself upright against a wall with his hand around her throat. She coughed for air but did not struggle. “You insolent wench! How dare you speak to me in such a manner! Don’t you think I know that?! You think I don’t know how disappointed my parents would be in how I’ve turned out? I’m a despicable, murdering monster! But I will not let anything like what happened to my parents happen to my kind again! Night Elves are a proud noble race and I will not allow the Horde to belittle us anymore!”

He looked her over before reaching for his sword. “And I will start with you! I will teach you that being ungrateful for your life will be your last mistake!” Bulma screamed and kicked him in the gut. He was surprised and doubled over holding his stomach. Bulma scrambled for the door…but where would she go? She was in the middle of an Alliance city! She realized how dire her situation was and slumped to the floor in a heap. She buried her face in her knees and cried. She held herself and shook as she heard him stalking over to her. She cried out as he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up so she was face to face with him. He pushed her back against the door and pressed his sword to her throat. “That little mistake will be your last wench…”

She heard the venom in his voice and saw fire in his eyes. She closed her eyes waiting for him to slit her throat. Vegeta stared at her, frightened and defenseless. Her body was warm from the Holy energy it was desperately trying to summon to protect her. But she was too drained and weak from earlier. He prepared to slit her throat…but his arm wouldn’t move. He just kept staring at her… He growled. What was wrong with him?! He had never hesitated to kill a Horde and she had been so bold as to assault him AND talk back?! She deserved to be punished! He gritted his teeth till they were grinding together. But he couldn’t do it…he just kept seeing his mother…her face as she knew her death was coming…the look on her face as the life faded from it.

Vegeta roared in rage and grabbed either side of her face dropping his sword to the floor and kissing her furiously. Bulma cried out against his lips, taken by surprise. He was not gentle or careful. He was clumsy and rough with her. His kiss was full of anger and desire. Lust and fury. He lifted her up by her thighs, wrapping her legs around his waist. He pulled his shorts down low enough to free himself from them and quickly shoved himself inside her quim. Gods even in the current situation she was already wet and ready for him. He continued to assault her mouth as he pounded into her furiously, releasing his anger upon her body. Bulma cried and whimpered against his lips, so confused. One second he was about to kill her the next he was fucking her senseless. Vegeta wrenched away from her lips growling at her. “Damn you woman! Damn you!” He buried his face into her shoulder, nipping and sucking at her flesh before he sank his sharp canines into her throat, piercing the skin.

Bulma cried out in pain biting her lip till in bleed. Vegeta pulled back licking the blood on his mouth. He roared angrily at her and slammed his fist against the door as he continued to ravage her body. He pounded her into the door desperately. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head against the door. He felt his release getting close and he started fucking her even harder and faster. He fucked her like a rutting animal. Their bodies poured with sweat making her thighs slick. Bulma felt the pressure building and she cried out releasing all over his cock. Vegeta couldn’t stand anymore as he felt her sweet juices pouring over him, clenching down on him. He released all his rage into her body thrusting roughly as he came inside her. He rode out his orgasm and his thrusting slowly diminished till he finally stopped. He slumped against the door completely spent. Even he didn’t understand what had just happened.

He was going to kill her…he was determined. He had been about to do it. But he couldn’t…he just couldn’t fucking do it. What was wrong with him. He pulled back and looked into the frightened eyes of his blood elf. “By Elune elf…you have cursed me…” He rested his forehead against her shoulder, working to catch his breathe. He finally lifted her up, sliding out of her. He looked into her eyes gritting his teeth. “You ever speak to me in such a manner again elf and I will slit your throat. Do you understand?” Tears slid down her face silently as she nodded. He looked at the mark on her throat and froze. When had he done that? No matter…it was a fitting punishment. “I said you would be punished.” He fingered the mark on her neck. “And you have been. This mark on your throat…It means you belong to me. You can never sleep with another man. You won’t be able to because it would kill you to feel another man’s touch. To have another man inside you. It would be like a poison that would slowly consume your body…”

Bulma wasn’t sure how much of a punishment this was. Its not like she had ever planned on being with another man to begin with. “And how is that a punishment…if I’m never going to leave alive?” Vegeta was taken back. She was very brash considering what just happened. “Woman, I believe it was your mouth that just got you in trouble…” This time it was Bulma’s turn to get angry. “So kill me then!! Be the big strong man you are! Do your mother and father proud! Kill a defenseless low level priestess! Its better than wondering when you’ll get bored with me and slit my throat in my sleep! In fact I’ll save you the trouble!” She reached for his sword. Vegeta quickly grabbed her wrists so should couldn’t hurt herself or try to hurt him. She started to struggle against him. “Let me go damn you! Fucking kill me and get it over with!” She started sobbing and thrashing against him.

Vegeta sighed. He was at a loss. He knew that he could never kill her…not now. The woman would truly try to take her own life if she got the opportunity. ‘Gods I’m such a monster…I’d bring my mother to tears if she were still alive…’ He felt something tug at his stomach. It almost felt like nausea but not quite. He reached down and picked Bulma up under her knees and back. He carried her to the bed and laid her down. He removed her gown and his shorts. He positioned himself between her legs but did not enter. She was still fighting him wildly to no avail. Now she was screaming. “Gods damn you!! No! No no no no no!! Not again! Stop doing this to me! Stop making me want! Stop! I don’t want to want you! I want to hate you! I want to despise you! No more!”

Vegeta took her hands and locked them with his, their fingers intertwined, pressing them down into the bed. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Calm down…I will not hurt you…I can’t…I’ll never be able to kill you wench…I don’t understand why…but you will never die by my hand…” Bulma shivered and shook, wracked with sobs of fear and anger. She let his words sink in as he took her lips in his as he slowly pushed himself into her. She couldn’t cry anymore, she was dried up. His actions almost frightened her. She didn’t understand him…and it scared her. But they stayed like that all night. Vegeta kissed her and pleasured her. He made sweet love to her all night long until the sun rose in the sky. Both their bodies were worn and exhausted by sunrise. They ended up falling asleep with Vegeta on his back and Bulma snuggled against his side, one arm draped over his chest and her head rested on his bicep.