The Alpha Princess
Chapter Nineteen

Christopher

My entire body is quaking; demanding for me to go back to her. I need her right now because I’m not going to relax anytime soon. I shouldn’t have kissed her. All I can picture is my lips on hers. Her taste is everything to me. My body still feels warm and longing where her body had touched mine. I miss her and I’m only ten feet from her.

I feel my beast pacing. He felt her wolf when I kissed Celina. Her wolf seems to be exhausted and it has Rajin on edge. He wants me to go back to her since he can’t get her wolf to respond. He’s worried about her. After what I just said to Celina, that’s not something I can do. Besides, I have a feeling I’ll see her wolf later today.

I slide into the Telsa Model S I managed to get delivered to Celina’s place after we had landed. I just wish it came before she had left. Then that stupid lycan wouldn’t have been anywhere near her. My fists clench the steering wheel, and I have to fight not to break it. I hate that he got close to her, and I’m even angrier that he even spoke to her. Her ex is a douche, but he’s too high on the food chain for me to be allowed to kill. I doubt even Celina could save me if I did.

I pull my car up next to hers and wait for her to put her car in reverse. She’s glaring daggers at me with her mirror, but I can see a deep blush on her cheeks. I smirk, pleased to see that I got to her. Good, now I’m not the only one that’s hot and bothered. I still have to restrain myself from going and pulling her out of her car and taking her. I hope she begs for it soon because I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to hold off.

After following her home, I watch in amusement when she darts in front of the elevator ahead of me. Looks like I’m going to be seeing her wolf earlier than expected. After waiting for the elevator, I punch in the code, scan my fingerprint, and fold my arms as I wait to see her reaction.

When the door dings open I see anger on her face. Her eyes darkly flash, showing her wolf for a brief moment before she throws her hands in the air, “I just can’t.”

Ruben gives me an apologetic look while I look at Xander. “I take it you told her.”

Xander folds his arm and leans against the marble island that is open and next to her living room. “She didn’t take it well.”

“Well, it was your Dad’s idea.” I then look at Ruben; who is smirking at me. He’s quite enjoying the fact that I have a spirited mate. “We could just go rent the room next door. I don’t think Dad will care.”

“Like I’m giving up the chance to see how Celina handles living with you for two weeks,” Ruben chuckles. “I’ll gladly share a room with you to make this happen.”

I glower at him, annoyed that I can’t share a room with Celina quite yet. If she were just a wolf or a lycan, I’d already be having us sleep in the same bed. Since she’s the Alpha King’s daughter, that’s not an option I can do. I hate when politics get in the way of your love life.

“Where is our room?” I ask them. I really want to get out of these clothes and shower. I haven’t had time to shower since basically my trial.

“Across from the pouting princess’s room,” Xander says, giving me a hard look. “The bathroom in my room should be far enough away from my sister and your naked body.”

I roll my eyes, “I’m sure your sister would kill me before my naked body got near her.” It takes all my will not to sound deeply sarcastic. From what I can sense from her, she’s still deeply aroused. A cold shower is exactly what I need to keep my right head in the game.

“Just go,” Xander says with clear irritation in his voice. I don’t think he enjoys smelling his sister’s arousal nearly as much as I do.

I shrug and go into the room across from the strongest smell. I enter a pastel blue room that has a treadmill, punching bag, and any other exercise machine you can think of pressed up in a corner. There is a couch that is pulled out with my brother’s and my suitcase tossed on it. Great. That should be fun for a six-foot-eight lycan and his almost as tall brother to share.

After going through my bag, I choose grey sweats and a white T-shirt. I sincerely doubt we’ll be going out today to celebrate Celina’s new roomies. Gladly, I make my way toward the room that has the most concentrated amount of Xander’s robust scent. This lucky bastard gets a queen-sized bed. Annoyed, I toss my clothes on top of it and grab the towel he had left on top of it for me.

I replace the bathroom easy enough and jump quickly into the large raindrop shower. I want to be close to Celina today, especially after that thing was close to her. I have no idea who it could have been. I’ve never seen hair that naturally white before. I know my father’s hair is white, but it’s more silver from old age. His hair used to match mine.

Still trying to recognize that build, I start washing my hair. It’s even bugging my beast. We both detest the fact that he tried to reach out to our mate. If Celina wasn’t more observant, we’d have no chance of replaceing out who that man is. At least we have a picture. My beast wants nothing more than to tear that man’s head off after I have pulled out his organs one by one.

I turn off the shower and step out while I dry my hair. I hear Celina calling for her brother. He should be out in the living room, and I can hear the TV on out there. Maybe I’ll have to go out there shirtless. That might be a little fun. I step into Xander’s room with my towel around my waist while she still calls for her brother. I did remember to lock that door, didn’t I?

“Xander,” Celina yells and throws open the bedroom door the second I drop my towel. Her eyes widen when she sees me and immediately lowers them to look at my penis. Almost all at once her cheeks redden when her mouth opens slightly. She lets out a loud squeak before closing the door. What does that squeak even mean?

“Celina,” I call after her, a bit concerned by her response, and quickly get dressed. She’s waiting in the hall with her hands over her red face and is leaning against the wall. I can smell her arousal, and it’s driving me insane.

I touch her chin to gently raise it, and I can hear her heart pounding. “Celina, are you okay?”

She lowers her hands and her amazing pastel-blue eyes capture every part of me. “I-I was just looking for Xander. I didn’t know you were in there.”

I give her a smoldering smile, her blush making my lips pulse; longing to kiss her. “He asked me to shower in there.”

Her blush deepens as her mouth parts slightly. Without warning, she steps up on her tippy toes and throws her arms over my neck. Within a breath, her lips crash onto mine. After getting over the initial surprise, I push her against the wall and press myself into her as an internal hunger starts to take over. Her hands twist in my hair, pulling me closer to her as she presses her hips into me.

Her taste consumes me. It is filling every sense I have and brings forth more desire than I thought was imaginable. I’d give everything I have to this girl, including myself, just so this would never stop.

An involuntary pleasure-filled growl goes through me when her hand lands on my crotch, signaling me to take this further. My hand lowers to her waistline, causing her breath to hitch and excitement to course through me. She grips my cock as I slide my fingers down her pants. She pushes herself closer to my hand, and a small begging whimper makes its way through her.

I slide my finger into her wet core, making her gasp. Her body twitches as I play her, her breath racing as she presses into me in urgency. I want more than anything to hear her moan and beg for me. To taste her sweet juices as she caves into her ecstasy would be a fantasy fulfilled.

Celina’s legs begin to quake as I release her from her pressured-filled body. She moans and slumps into me as she lets out a cry. “Chris,” she gasps; her body still quaking and bringing my innermost desires to head. I push her harder into the wall as her hands fist around my shirt. I let her relax as I grab the back of her legs and scoop her up, pressing my hardness into her wet core.

“Chris,” she begs, her hand starting to travel lower, as she rests her forehead against mine. The elevator dings, pulling us away from our heated world. Celina starts to move out of my grasp as I let her down. She looks at me with confused eyes. Using all of my will, I put my wettened finger in my mouth, silently moaning on her delicious sweet taste as I smirk and wink at her, then turn to leave to return to my room.

I close the door immediately and press myself against it; thinking of anything that can disgust me. I need to calm down and lower my hard cock before I can go out there. Still, that doesn’t work. I close my eyes and mentally force myself to relax, softening the majority of my problem after a little bit.

Calmer, I open the door and go to the bathroom to wash her scent off my hand. After that, I stroll into the open living room to see Celina leaning over the counter and talking with Xander. He has put boxes of pizza on the counter, so that’s where I’m assuming Ruben and he had gone.

Celina gives me a dirty look while I look at Ruben. “Did Dad call?”

Ruben shakes his head while he picks up a piece. “Mom did. She wanted to make sure everything is going okay. She’s going to hold off telling the Council what our little Celina discovered at school as long as possible. So probably another hour. Xander took her phone and shipped it when we went to pick up food.”

“That’s where it went,” Celina says, giving Xander a dirty look.

He gives an unapologetic look. “Dad wanted to examine what he could from the text. Here,” he says, handing her a shopping bag. “It’s the latest iPhone. I got it in lavender since I know it’s your favorite color.”

She puts her head on the counter. “Great. I have to reprogram this damn thing.”

He waves her off, “Already took care of it. I also instructed that no one give Declan’s father your number. I’m still convinced that’s how he’s getting it. You always were exactly what he wanted for his little boy.”

I let out a low growl while jealousy begins to cloud my mind and makes my beast pace.

“Easy Champ,” Xander says while rolling his eyes. “Celina doesn’t want him, and that’s what matters.”

Celina touches my arm absentmindedly while going through her phone. “The current plan is to castrate him if he touches me again.”

That relaxes me a little, but I still want the man’s head on a pike.