Fuck!!!! I'm Having The Alpha Princess's Baby.

Chapter 49: How Did She Taste?

Princess is the only one who has been on my nerves since I arrived here in Oakland.

I slowly looked up while holding my phone. I stared at her. She was smiling, staring back at me like she had been waiting for this moment. Like she knew exactly what she was doing.

The classroom was still settling down. Chairs scraped against the floor. A few people were still talking quietly. The air smelled like paper and markers and the faint perfume someone had sprayed too much of.

My eyes stayed on her.

"Dude, what is wrong with you? Have you been thinking about who I was fucking since last night that you can’t even wait to know..." I muttered, trying not to attract eyes, even when I could feel some already on us.

She didn’t even look embarrassed.

"Just tell me, who you fucked last night." She said, looking adamant.

Her voice was low but stubborn.

I noticed her eyes like someone who hadn’t slept all night. There was a faint shadow under them. Her hair looked the same as always but something about her face looked tired.

"Is that why you had a sleepless night, wondering who I was doing it with... get yourself checked girl.."

A few students in the row ahead shifted slightly, probably trying to pretend they weren’t listening.

Princess didn’t care.

"I just want to know who you were doing the thing with my pups. And mind you I had a restful sleep last night. In fact my girlfriend was there to comfort me, it was a very long, long night..." freeweɓnovel.cøm

Her smile stretched wider when she said that.

I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, since you want to know I am going to tell you... last night was amazing, I did fuck someone and it was the best sex ever. Shhh her tongue curled up in there, it felt magical, and she ate me right... even tonight we are going to hang out again..."

I leaned back slightly in my chair as I said it, watching her face carefully.

She kept staring at me.

That smile on her face vanished for a moment.

Just for a moment. Then it came back again, but tighter this time.

There was silence between us. A heavy one.

Someone coughed across the room. Pages flipped. A chair creaked somewhere behind me.

I did not even realize the teacher was already inside.

"So... you did fuck someone..." she muttered.

"You are not the only one I am going to sleep with all my life...."

Her eyes stayed on me. Then she asked the next question.

"How did she taste?"

The words dropped between us like a bomb. For a second my brain stalled.

Where is she going with this?

"What?"

"She fucked you right? So when she was kissing you, allowing her to taste you, how did she taste? Were you looking for me in her?"

I blinked slowly.

This bitch is fucking insane. The fuck is wrong with her?

She won’t let this die, won’t she?

"Are you not going to tell me?"

Her voice stayed calm.

"Girl I am not telling you anything, it’s my sex life... my tales to tell."

"But you were already telling the tale, finish it... how did she taste?"

Princess did not back down. She leaned her elbow lightly on the desk, her fingers tapping once against the wood. Her eyes stayed on my face.

She wanted the answer. Like she was waiting to confirm something. Or waiting to catch the lie sitting in my mouth.

I swallowed slowly.

I should have just had sex with that girl yesterday.

But I have no taste to tell.

"Is everything alright, Miss Kings?" The teacher said, noticing us in the back.

His voice cut through the room. A few heads turned.

Princess turned toward him instantly.

"Yes, Mr Barth, you were teaching Ionic Bonding, how electrons are transferred from one atom to another...." Princess continued explaining to the teacher.

My eyebrows lifted slowly.

How the fuck. She was listening and still disturbing me.

Mr Barth looked mildly impressed but mostly irritated.

"Okay I have heard you, just keep it quiet there.." the teacher said, feeling annoyed by Princess teaching.

He turned back toward the board and continued what he was doing.

Princess slowly turned back to me again.

"Okay I am listening, how did she...."

"Princess, will you give me some space? I need breath.."

"Oh is the heat?"

Her head tilted slightly when she asked that.

"No my heat is perfectly down. I need you to shut up so I can concentrate, I need to write my notes."

Thank goodness, that moon water is working.. I just wish it can make her vanish right now.

"Well I can help you write, I have good handwriting and I am very fast."

Before I could react she collected my notebook and pen.

My eyes widened.

"Give me back my book..."

"No, I am assisting you, it’s what co parents do, now tell me..."

My fingers tightened around the edge of the desk.

"Fuck you and your co parenting, I said give me my book."

I leaned forward and grabbed the notebook. She held on.

I tried dragging the book from her, but she would not let go.

The paper stretched between us. Then the book split in two. The sound ripped louder than expected. Half of it stayed in her hand. Half stayed in mine.

"You..." before I could let out the b word, the chemistry teacher was suddenly by our side.

His shadow fell over the desk.

"This is disturbing. You two are causing unwanted noise. Unless the conversation happening back here is about chemical bonding, it can wait until after class, or you two have to leave."

My jaw clenched. I stood. I didn’t like it that Princess was on my nerve.

I thought on Monday she said she was going to stay away from me.

But she just tore my book. I can’t take this.

I packed my books and zipped my bag.

Without another word I walked out of the classroom, letting that bitch have the class to herself.

The hallway felt cooler. My footsteps echoed slightly as I moved.

But no.

She followed me out. Not giving me the space I wanted.

"Omega, you forgot your phone..." she called out.

I stopped walking. My shoulders stiffened. We were now in the hallway. I slowly turned around.

She was walking toward me holding my phone.

"Why can’t you just leave me alone?"

"I can’t leave you. You have my pups inside you. There is no way I am going to leave you..."

Her voice wasn’t loud. But it was firm.

Like a fact.

I stepped forward and collected my phone from her hand.

Her eyes were already on the screen.

"Were you searching for your first love?"

"No, I am looking for a song..."

"Mi primer amor, song?"

My head lifted.

"Do you know about the song?"

"Yes I have it on my playlist..."

She brought her phone out and tapped the screen a few times.

A moment later the music started playing.

Soft Spanish lyrics filled the quiet hallway.

My stomach dropped. It was the same song from last night.

"That is the song I was looking for, can you send it to me?"

Thank goodness she did not ask me why.

She just sent it to me. No questions.

"So you listen to telenovela songs?"

"I don’t, and we are not dragging this forward..."

"It’s Willy Y Samantha’s theme song from the telenovela TV show from years ago. I think the show is called Corazon Valiente....."

She kept talking non stop. Her hands moved slightly as she spoke. Her voice kept going. I just watched as she talked.

Then it hit me. I promised myself to do something the moment I set my eyes on her.

My fingers curled slowly. My jaw tightened.

Before she could finish another sentence I stepped forward.

With no time wasted I gave her a punch on her face.

The sound echoed sharply in the hallway.

Her head snapped to the side. She did not see it coming.