"You are a liar, Princess. I can’t believe I fell for your lies," Faye pouted as Princess wrapped her arms around her.

The two cuddled naked on the bed. The white sheets were tangled up around their legs, the heavy scent of their sweat and mixed loving energy filling the quiet hotel room.

Princess was still busy kissing her girlfriend, completely ignoring what she had just said. Her mouth moved softly against Faye’s shoulder, her nose nuzzling the warm skin as her chest rose and fell in a slow, content rhythm, completely relaxed now that the stress of the night was finally gone.

Faye finally placed a finger over Princess’s lips, stopping the endless kisses, her eyebrow raising as she forced the alpha to look her straight in the eyes.

Now she had Princess’s attention.

"I did not lie to you. I let you be on top," Princess said with innocent eyes. She widened them on purpose, trying to look as sweet as possible while her fingers lightly traced patterns over Faye’s bare waist.

"For like one round, and then you took control. You also said it would only be 1 hour, but here we are after 5. You liar. Liar Kings." Faye huffed, her chest expanding with a sharp breath as she tried to look stern.

"You were the one who kept moaning, More, Princess, more. All I did was obey your orders," Princess replied, shifting the blame for why they were still tangled up in bed. She let out a soft chuckle, her teeth lightly grazing Faye’s jawline as she pulled her back against her chest.

"That’s because you were amazing..." Faye muttered. She dropped her eyes, her face going hot all the way to the tips of her ears as she chewed on her lower lip.

"Huh? What did you say?" Princess teased, her voice full of amusement. She tilted her ear closer to Faye’s mouth, a proud grin breaking across her face.

"I know you heard me, Princess." Faye hissed, her teeth clicking together as she felt the alpha’s chest vibrating with quiet laughter against her back.

"Yes, you’re right, but I want to hear you say it again," Princess teased. She squeezed her tighter, her breath warm against Faye’s neck.

Faye forced a smile. She rolled her eyes toward the ceiling, trying to keep her stubborn attitude up even though her heart was pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

"I’m not going to say it again. Save the first one inside your head."

Princess’s expression turned childishly cute.

"Please, my lovely wolf. Say it again."

Those puppy eyes were too adorable for Faye to resist. She let out a heavy sigh through her nose, her body instantly going soft against the pillows as she gave up the fight.

"You’re fucking amazing in bed, Princess. Are you happy now?" she shouted quietly, her face completely burning red as she glared down at her.

"Very... I want more babies."

The words left Princess’s mouth, and Faye froze. Her breathing stopped completely, her fingers locking up where they were resting on the sheet as the sentence registered in her brain.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, girl?" Faye sat up, staring at her girlfriend. She threw the covers off her chest, her eyes wide with total shock as she looked down at the alpha. "Weren’t you the one who said four pups were enough?"

Princess sat up too. She propped herself up on her elbows, her long hair falling over her bare shoulders as she watched Faye’s wild reaction with a perfectly calm face.

"I know I said I was okay with four pups..."

"Thank goodness your drunk ass remembers that, because what the actual fuck..." Faye interrupted, her hands waving through the air as her lungs finally started working again, her voice cracking slightly with pure panic.

"...I still want my 12 pups." Princess finished with a straight face, her tone so casual it sounded like she was ordering a side of fries instead of a whole basketball team of children.

"Okay, I think we’re done here. Let’s go home. I need to take my medicine after what has happened today. I’m starting to think this was your plan all along," Faye said as her eyes searched the floor for her clothes.

"No, not now. But maybe later we can still plan for them." Princess reached out, her fingers catching the edge of Faye’s wrist to try and pull her back into the warmth of the bed.

"It took a whole fucking day, Princess. A whole day to get four pups out of me, and I had to go through fucking therapy afterward. I’m not doing that again. I love my pups, but I don’t want to go through that again." Faye snapped, her chest heaving as she turned her head to glare over her shoulder. The memory of the hospital and the agonizing pain made her skin crawl, her wolf whining at the mere thought of repeating it.

"But Pali made a concoction for the pain. Besides, they say the first time is usually the most painful. The second won’t be as bad." Princess argued, her voice softening as she tried to soothe the omega’s rising temper.

"Princess, you’re not the one dealing with the pain. All you do is plant the seed, but I’m the one who has to carry them and push them out." Faye’s voice rose a notch, her fingers tightening around the edge of the nightstand as she made her point clear.

"I may plant the seed, but I also help raise them after they’re born. Just think about it. Me, you, and our 12 pups in one big house..." Princess smiled, a faraway look entering her eyes as she pictured the noisy, chaotic pack life she had always dreamed of.

Faye didn’t answer.

She simply looked at Princess, shook her head, and groaned. She rubbed her temples with both hands, the sheer absurdity of the conversation making her head ache.

She climbed out of bed and headed toward the bathroom, but halfway there she stopped and turned back.

Princess was lying comfortably on the bed, smiling at her. She had her head resting on her hand, her eyes tracing every line of Faye’s body with a slow, heavy look that made the omega’s breath catch in her throat.

"You want another round?" Princess smirked. She tilted her chin up, the challenge clear in her eyes.

Faye opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She remembered seeing something unusual on Princess’s arm earlier, but she’d been too distracted to ask about it. When in the heat of the moment nothing’s right in the mind.

"I saw something on your arm earlier," Faye said.

She walked back over, took Princess’s hand, and carefully examined her arm.

Then she found it.

On Princess’s left forearm.

The dark ink was stark against the pale skin, the lines slightly red and puffy from how fresh it was.

This Body Belongs To Faye Jasmine Grand-Kings.

Faye’s mouth fell open. Her jaw went completely slack, her breathing turning shallow as she stared down at the neat, permanent cursive letters written across her girlfriend’s skin.

She blinked several times, wondering if she was imagining it. She even rubbed her thumb gently over the text, expecting the ink to smudge or wipe away, but it stayed perfectly solid under her skin.

But it was a brand-new tattoo.

"Do you like it?" Princess asked. She leaned forward, her breathing steady as she waited for the reaction, a hint of nervousness showing in the way her fingers twitched against the sheet.

Faye nodded.

"Yes... I love it.... But did you really have to write out my full name?" Faye whispered, her voice softening into something incredibly sweet as her eyes filled with a sudden warmth.

"It makes it more romantic, baby. That way, even after we get married, I won’t have to change the words. Now the whole world will know that I belong to you, and only you. I would’ve tattooed it on my face for everyone to see, but with school and the principal’s rules, I’ll just wear long sleeves to hide it. Blazers all year." Princess said it with so much pride her chest puffed out, her hand wrapping over Faye’s as she explained her logic.

The moment Princess mentioned school and the principal, Faye suddenly remembered something.

Her eyes widened. The romantic atmosphere completely vanished from the room in an instant, a jolt of pure ice water slamming straight down her spine.

She grabbed her phone and checked the time.

The numbers on the screen glared back at her. 16:15.

It was already past 4 p.m.

"Fuck! I missed my exams!"