...as no way what they did together could be called anything that implied it was in anyway tender. Kai was as fierce in bed ,Bulla always found her release forced upon her with the same kind of intensity he would deal a killing blow.
Bulma ran her fingers through his hair, taking what little tenderness she could from his lips. At the feel of her fingers on his scalp, Kai moaned into her mouth and tightened his grip on her buttocks. Bulla gasped into his mouth as a result, feeling her stomach tighten in anticipation of her orgasm.
Kai’s hand left her backside and he pulled himself up on his knees, leaning over her upper body as his hand stilled the headboard. Bulla groaned in frustration. She should have known. Kai never let her get anywhere near release until he wanted her there. In some ways, Bulla enjoyed being dominated by him. she really wished he would allow her to show him how much she loved him, even if he didn’t feel the same.
Bulma wasn’t stupid. She knew that this meant many things to him, but not one of them was about love.
Her body was rocked with the force of his thrusts and she stopped thinking at the sight of him. It was so erotic. His dark red eyes were boring into her with more intensity than his hips. His light and dark blue hair brushed th...