A Sayians Bond

The next morning breakfast was served as usual. Bra scanned both of their bruised faces, "I thought you two weren't training yesterday."

"They didn't train," Trunks began. "They got into a fight last night because of the moon."

"Well I'm just glad you're both ok." Bulma smiled as she was about to take a drink of her orange juice.

The rest of Vegetas family may have been in high spirits but there was much tension between Vegeta and Zephyra. All they did that morning at breakfast was glare at each other. It didn't take long for the rest of them to realize they were still angry from the previous night.

After breakfast Zephyra walked outside and looked at the sky. "I wonder what I could have done if I'd gone outside last night in the full moon," she thought to herself. "I was so sure my parents were joking with me when they told me we transform in the full moon. But Vegeta was so serious about it I knew it had to be true. Why did I attack him last night? Why did he attack me? Why did he kiss me?!" Her last sentence she said out loud. "Last night sure was interesting." She smiled and began to fly off. "If Vegeta wants to beat the hell out of me today, he'll have to hunt me down."

She flew for hours until she was literally in the middle of nowhere and found a nice grassy hill to relax on. She laid on her back with her arms folded under her head and just watched the clouds float by for hours. She shot to a sitting position when she saw Vegeta in the distance heading right for her. How did he find her so easily?

She ducked behind a tree and watched him quickly come her way. He landed in the exact spot she was laying on. His eyes glanced around for a moment. She smiled and decided to come out before he blew up the tree looking for her. "You're quite the hunter," she exclaimed coming from behind the tree. "Are you still angry with me, Prince Vegeta?"

"I wasn't angry to begin with." He told her. She squinted her eyebrows in confusion. "Your Saiyan instincts are spot on."

She took a few steps towards him. "I... don't under..." He laughed hard. "You were testing me?"

"And letting you test me." He laughed again. "Did you really think I'd let you overpower me like that in any other curcumstances? Sayians aren't like humans, we don't ask for phone numbers and use phoney pick-up lines. Each mate has to test and find out if the partner they are interested in is strong enough for them. It's an animalistic instinct. The male has to know that his mate is strong enough to defend herself if he's not around. And the female has to know that her mate is strong enough to defend her. You were only doing what is in your blood."

"But why not sooner? Why the full moon?"

"The moon brings out anger in you. Like being drunk almost. Whatever has been bothering you goes up a hundred fold until it snaps."

She paused for a moment then asked another question. "Why did you stop?"

"Why do you wish to know?" He smiled wickedly. "Did you enjoy that?"

She stubbornly crossed her arms at his cocky nature. He really could be a real prick sometimes... A lot of the time.... All the time.

"Do you have any idea how loud you would have gotten? I barely touched you and you were making noise. If I had continued you'd have woken the entire neighborhood."

"So you're interested in me as a mate?" She stood silent and waited for a response.

Vegeta watched the wind blow her hair away from her neck as he walked up to her. He wrapped his left arm around the back of her head, resting his hand on the left side of her head, his fingers barely on her forehead. He pulled her head to the side exposing her neck even more and lowered his head until his lips were millimeters from the skin on her shoulder. But he had no intention to kiss her neck. He turned his head letting himself draw in her succulent scent as his lips made their way to her ear.

He exhaled deeply and spoke a single word. "Yes."

With his hand still holding onto her head, he spun her around until her back was facing him. He lowered his nose to her neck once again as he continued holding her head to the side. His other arm wrapped around her torso, holding her tightly against him, pinning her arms against herself. He drew in a deep breath of her scent. "I don't even have to ask you that question. You're seconds away from begging me to pound you." He jerked her closer to him. "I can smell your arousal in your sweat. You can't hide it from me." He lowered his arm to her hips and pulled her pelvis into his.

His sudden sexual interest and aggressiveness took her by surprise. He was right, however. She wanted it... Bad.

"Are you only doing this because I'm the last of your kind? A lack of options?" He laughed hard at her question. He was nowhere near close to admitting she drove him wild. Even if she wasn't the last female of his kind, he would have chased her like a fox. However, being too proud to admit anything he simply removed his arms from around her and began to slip her armor off. He tossed it to the ground and slipped his fingers under the straps of her top, preparing to pull it off.

Before he could rid her of her clothes she turned to face him, quickly removing his armor and tossing it on top of hers. They stood face to face in their jumpsuits, waiting for the other to make a move. Their chests rose and fell with each breath they took until it was nearly unbearable. Zephyra jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his torso, her arms around his shoulders, and slammed her lips into his with violent passion.

He knew it was only a matter of seconds before she couldn't stand not touching him. That's why her aggressive action didn't surprise him at all. She was alive with need. In an ordinary Sayian world she would have found a mate years before this day. She was long overdue for deep penetration from the only species in the universe that could give her what she really needed.

With her being completely inexperienced, Vegeta knew he could control every element of what was about to happen. He turned around and pushed her back against the tree she had hidden behind just a minute prior. The force made her break her heart-pounding kiss with him and tilt her head back in pain. With her neck exposed, Vegeta lowered his head and brought his lips to connect with the soft skin. She shut her eyes and began to run her fingers through his soft, black hair.

"You're going to do as I tell you, right?" he asked after taking his lips from her neck.

"Do I have much choice?" She looked down at him just as he smiled.

"No." He turned around and dropped her to the ground along with himself. Her legs still wrapped around his waist. He pushed himself off of her until he was sitting on his legs. He reached down, grabbing her ankles and pulled her shoes off, throwing them to the side along with their vests. He quickly resumed their kiss, wasting no time in continuing in his forceful way.

He pushed his pelvis hard into hers, teasing her with a feel of himself with the protection of their clothing. She began to bring her hands down to get a better feel but before she could blink, he had her arms pinned above her head. "No," he snarled at her. Her wrists were held firmly secure with only one of his hands, leaving the other to do as it pleased. "Don't touch."

"But..."

"No!"

His hand ran down her arm, over her shoulder, up her neck then held her jaw firmly. Her teeth clenched and her face tightened from the pressure. She felt like her jaw was about to shatter in his hand. "You don't do anything unless I say so. Understand?"

"Screw you! Get off me! I'm finished here." She began to struggle against him and somehow found her way out from under him and to her feet. "I am not your property!" She brought her foot up and slammed it into his head, sending his face into the grass. She realized her mistake before he even began to lift his head. She turned away from him and began to run barefoot through the grass as fast as her legs could carry her.