The Alpha Princess

Celina

I grumble to myself while I rifle through my closet for a pair of sweats. I’m also going to make sure I get up extra early, get Chris evaluated, and then kidnap him so we can spend time together alone. I’ll have to find a spot no one can find us first, but I can do it. Stupid royal duties. I knew I wasn’t going to have any free time once I took on this role, but this is rediculous.

A knock sounds, interrupting my grumbling. I stick my head out of the closet and then smile. Chris is wearing a hospital gown and is looking around the room. “What did you do to this place?”

I step out of the closet holding my change of clothes. “Mia thought it best I redecorate and make it more you and me, and less her and you.”

Chris chuckles, “So she was trying to keep you from going crazy with worry by making you decorate?” He glances around before stepping into the room and shutting the door. “Sounds like Mia. She’s always been good at finding people’s stress relievers.”

I nod, glancing around. “I mean, I might as well use my degree doing something, right?” The room is painted a light grey with aqua accents. I had a fireplace built near the balcony doors that I also had inserted. The room was too dark originally and was in desperate need of natural light. The carpet was ripped out and replaced with a cream-colored one. The bed is also new, but I have yet to try it out. The sheets are aqua and black. The blankets are fluffy, but that’s more because I love fluffy things instead of it being a decoration choice.

I kick off my heels before going to sit on the overstuffed black couch I have placed in the center of the room, next to a coffee table; placing my change of clothes next to me. “So how do you like it?”

His eyes stay on me. “I like it.” He tells me, taking another step toward me. “Any other surprises I should know about?”

I cock my head, he’s not listening to a word I’m saying. “I kept the bathroom mostly the same, but I changed the tile and color of the tub. Also, I added a glass-walled fireplace next to the wall of the bath and some shelves for my bath products. Oh, and I was thinking about adding a little sex swing.”

He grins, not even missing a step. “Sounds good.”

I shake my head. “You’re not listening to a word I’m saying, are you?”

“Did I tell you how beautiful you look?” He asks, taking another step toward me.

“Do you realize how hurt you are?” I ask him, raising my eyebrow. “Where are your little bodyguards anyway?”

He shrugs, “Ruben said if I got this far on my own then I earned it. He walked me here, so calm your worry.”

I stand up slowly. “Maybe I should get you back into bed. Your body has been through a lot lately.”

Chris flashes me a daring grin. “I’d like to test that theory. You know, just to find out how truly hurt I am.”

“Chris, you know what the doctor said,” I tell him; blushing a little.

“How do we know that’s the right decision if we don’t test it?”

I give him a pointed look. “For one thing, you can’t even lift your feet properly. You’re shuffling your steps. As for the other thing, you’re only acting this determined because you’re responding to my heat. The more sensible Chris in you would be back in that hospital bed, listening to his doctor.”

Chris stumbles in his step so I race over to help stead him. “You should lie down,” I tell him while I help him to the bed. “I’ll call for the doctor after I get you settled. Where is your cane?”

“Ruben wouldn’t let me come if I brought it,” Chris grumbles while I help him sit on the bed.

“Well remind me to kick your brother after I get you back in bed,” I tell him while I pull away to go get my phone.

“Celina, can I ask you something,” Chris asks, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward him.

Before I can respond, he presses his lips to mine; making my entire body tense. Oh, that is so cheating. My heat is flaring right now; revived by his touch. My body warming signals that it’s going to be absolutely zero help with trying to reason with my urges. He’s too hurt Cel, I remind myself. That thought is quickly engulfed in flames when Chris’s hands trail my back while he pulls me into a tight embrace.

He grimaces when I shift my weight slightly, making me pull back. “You need time to recover,” I tell him.

“Let me decide that,” he tells me while pulling me back to him. My resolve breaks the moment his hand starts to trail down my thigh; making my legs tremble.

“Chris,” I start again while knowing full well I’m losing the war against my desires.

“I’m not the only one in pain here,” he reminds me; his lips still pressed to mine.

“Yes, but I’ve been ignoring it for a few days now, and it’ll be gone by morning.” I remind him. “You have nearly two months ahead of you.”

“But you’re forgetting one thing, Cel,” he tells me when his finger slips past my underwear; rubbing my clit as he talks. “You’re in heat right now, and I’m more than willing to relieve you of that pain.”

I shiver in pleasure while his other hand grabs the back of my head to lock me into place. “Chris,” I breathe; my breath shaking. What were we arguing about again?

“Don’t you want me to help you,” he tells me before slipping his fingers inside of me. I gasp while he works me. “I want to help you. Let me help you, Celina.”

“H-help?” I stutter and my mind blanks. The only thing I can focus on is this overwhelmingly blissful heat building between my legs.

“So, can I help you,” he asks with a low chuckle in his voice.

“Uh-huh,” I tell him in a gasped breath.

“Good,” he tells me before picking up the pace with his fingers. My back arches moments before my body starts quivering from orgasmic release. Chris’s fingers tighten in my hair before pushing my face to his; locking me into place when I try to squirm away from the building pleasure-filled pressure.

When he releases me he pulls me on top of him. He huffs a breath of pain, allowing me to finally remember what we were arguing about.

“Okay, that was cheating,” I tell him; quickly moving off the bed and then go stand at the foot of the bed. “I can’t believe you’re using my heat against me.”

He gives me a cocky grin; fully knowing that my entire body is urging me to climb on top of him. “It’s not exactly cheating if it’s something your body is demanding from you.”

“It is when you’re supposed to be in bed.”

“I am in bed,” he counters. Chris sits up at that point and pulls off his gown; making me bite my lip when I see him in his full glory. That is so cheating. “Won’t you join me? I’ve missed you, and I’m desperately craving you.”

My stomach flutters while I cross my legs. Stupid heat. It’s starting to become painful. Why did he have to awaken the horny beast? He should be in bed. Well, he is in bed…technically. I huff. “Fine, but I’m the one taking care of you,” I tell him while I unzip my dress; allowing it to fall to the ground at my feet.

“Are you okay with that,” I ask him innocently while batting my eyelashes at him. His jaw drops and I step out of the dress.

I crawl onto the bed on my hands and knees; crawling over his body while my hand skims his inner legs. “Let me take care of you,” I tell him when I get to his waist. I give him a wink as I lower myself to lick the side of his cock.

His breath catches, “Celina, what are you doing?”

“Just having some fun,” I tell him before I kiss his tip. I lift my head to lock eyes with him while I lick my lip to clear it of his precum. His eyes widen while his body becomes rigid.

“You’re so tense,” I tell him, moving my hand to stroke him. “Maybe you need a release more than I do.”

“Celina,” Chris growls in a warning then falls silent when I put his tip in my mouth. Playfully I circle his tip with my tongue while I stroke his cock slowly.

“Celina, please,” he gasps while he grabs my shoulders.

I lift my head to look at him innocently. “Please what?” I ask, my core throbbing from my teasing. I sit up on my knees and put the head of his cock up against my clit. He takes a sharp inhaled breath and throws his head back. I continue to rub myself with him while he tries to figure out how to breathe; building the anticipation for both of us. The moment he can take a full breath, I slip him inside of me.

He lets out a loud moan while I ride him, using my hands to push his chest down. His fingers dig into my ass as he calls out my name. Without warning, he sits up and wraps me in a hard embrace while he feverishly kisses me.

Orgasmic ecstasy ravages my system while he moves on to kissing my neck. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I cry out in relief. Chris takes full advantage of my distraction and starts taking over; moving his hips eagerly. I instinctively bite his neck to keep him him place as I push him back down onto the bed. My tongue traces his fresh mark, sending pleasant sparks up my tongue. Oh!

I sit up and move my hips in quick circles while his hands trace my waist; his eyes never leaving mine. I grip his chest when I feel another release coming; my body automatically tightening in response. He starts thrusting when I have a hard time acting around my building orgasm. I cry out when he finally releases me from my desperate need; my fingers scratching him while my fists clench.

Chris calls out my name at that moment, leaving us both panting after we’ve both finished. My body is sticky from sweat and my heart is racing. The only sound either of us hear is the sound of our ragged breathing.

I look up and give him a small smile. His eyes are on my marks, and I just know he’s thinking about the time he gave them to me. Gently, I touch his new mark. “Look, we match now.”

That gets a smile from him. “Yes, yes we do.” He takes my hand and kisses it. “How did you manage that anyway?”

I’m not sure now is the right time to bring it up, but then again we’re kind of locked together at the moment. Neither of us is going anywhere for at least a few minutes. “It was Ruben’s idea really,” I start off cautiously. “I was telling him about how Mara was almost able to shift with me when I was fighting Damian. It was when I was forcing him to submit and trying to get him to release the Lunar Pack’s remaining children from their blood oaths.

“That’s when Ruben got the idea that I make him submit to me. He was hoping that I could force a shift with my fangs, instead of trying to get my whole body to shift this time around. So that’s what I did. I forced him to submit and ordered him to whistle. His plan worked. It bought me the few seconds I needed to grow fangs in order to bite you.”

I stroke the new mark; making Chris shiver. “It gave your body enough of a boost to start being able to push the toxin from your system.”

He raises his eyebrow. “You forced Damian to submit to you?”

I frown, not really wanting to talk about Damian at this exact moment. “Damian yes, but Sephtis fought it hard.” I glance down at the scars on the back of my calf. Chris lets out an audible growl, and I know his eyes are on it. “Don’t worry, I got him worse.” I think anyway. Seriously, how the hell is he still alive?

I give Chris a small smile and gently touch his lip with my finger. “Now, your options are to stay here and go to bed, or go back to your hospital room and go to bed there.”

He grins and turns to his side so he can pull me in to cuddle him. “Goodnight my Celina.” He kisses the top of my head and then pulls the covers over us so we can get some sleep.