Chapter 1

It was three days out from Frieza’s ship being near Planet Vegeta, but Vegeta and Nix had gotten permission to leave the next day. Vegeta stood looking at the recruits. He was happy with the progress they were making. Unfortunately, he’d have to return after the celebrations to finish training them. And he’d probably have to go and over see their first purging. He dismissed the recruits and made his way to the showers. He grabbed a towel, stepped into a shower cubicle and closed the the door. He stripped, throwing his clothes over the door with his towel. He turned the water on and let the water run over him.

His mind wandered. From his plan to take the throne to taking down Frieza to the person who was helping him do this. Flashes of the dream ran through his mind. He felt himself grow hard at the thoughts. Vegeta tried to will the thoughts away but now all he could think about was Lyri. The feel of her lips, how she tasted, the way she fit in his arms, the silkiness of her skin, the way her eyes lit up when she saw him. His hand closed around his throbbing member and he began to move it up and down its length. He closed his eyes, picturing her, what he wanted to do to her. He stood there for several minutes fantasizing about her while stroking himself. He felt his release coming and with a few more strokes, he came.

He cleaned his mess up, washed himself off and turned the shower off. He grabbed his towel, drying off a bit before wrapping it around his waist. He grabbed some clean pants and matching shirt from nearby lockers and quickly pulled them on. He tossed his used clothes and towel down a laundry chute and headed to his room. He laid on his bed, ignoring Nix for the moment, and stared at the ceiling. He thought about reaching out to Lyri but decided against it. He’d see her tomorrow anyway. He didn’t remember falling asleep but he did. He awoke the next day and went about training the recruits one last time before he left. He headed down to the docks, climbed into his pod and was off.

It was late when his pod landed on Planet Vegeta. He quickly and quietly headed to his quarters, quickly opening the door and heading to the bedroom. Lyri was laying in bed sleeping. He undressed down to his underwear and climbed in behind her. He was about to wrap an arm around her when he suddenly found himself on his back, Lyri straddling him, one hand around his throat and the other reared back, ready to strike him. Vegeta quickly reversed their roles, flipping her onto her back and pinning her hands to the bed. He stared intently into her eyes for a moment before pressing his lips to hers. He let one of her wrists go and wrapped his arm around her. Her freed hand went to his neck, her fingertips resting in the hair at the nape of his neck. His other hand trailed down her arm, down the side of her breast and settled at the hem of her shirt. Vegeta started pulling her shirt up slowly, breaking the kiss so he could pull it over her head. He tossed it to the side before attacking her lips again. He forced his tongue in her mouth while his hands roamed her body. Her tail came up to rest on his waist, brushing up against his tail. He growled into her mouth, kissing her with more vigor. His hands went to her panties and ripped them away. She broke the kiss to gasp in surprise but it didn’t deter him. He removed his own underwear and moved her legs open with his knee. He captured her lips once more and pushed himself inside her. The kiss muffled Lyri’s cry. Her nails bit into his shoulders and as he started to move within her, her nails slowly started falling from his shoulders to his arms. Vegeta continued and quickened his pace. His hands held her tightly, leaving bruises where his fingers pressed into her. Lyri wrap her legs around him and moved her hands to his back. Vegeta broke the kiss to bury his face in the crook of her neck. Lyri’s moans, which had previously been muffled, now echoed around them. He bit her neck, forcing himself to hold back and not mark her. He felt Lyri’s walls tighten around him, her moans slightly muffled again. He moved within her closing his eyes as he felt his own release building. Lyri’s tail intertwined with his and the action was enough to send him over the edge. He pushed himself into her and, forcing himself to ignore everything in him that was telling him to claim her as his, let himself go.