The Alpha Train (Christina) novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Sebastian

I told Christina I needed ten minutes so I’d have time to deal with this hard on that won’t go away, then wash

9, and pour another drink. I feel like a damn teenager again. What is wrong with me?

“Excuse me. Sebastian, is it common for instructors and assistants to meet often? I overheard you tell Christina that you wanted to meet and talk,” Benjamin says. Oh fuck. I don’t want to rush him, but if I don’t, I‘ m going to struggle the entire time Christina’s in my room tonight.

“It is when you need to talk about class preparation, expectations, or things of that nature. For Christina, this is not only her first time in the sex class, but I’m the instructor in the class, so we have a lot to work through. I’m also encouraging her to take the classes, so I want to be a support when needed and to give her encouragement as needed.”

“So, I should meet with Emma, one on one?” he asks me, obviously uncomfortable with the idea.

“If I were you, I would do it in a public place. I know Christina, I’ve worked with her for two years, and I trust her. I have no problem meeting with her in my room. But Emma’s new and has already shown that she’s not very good with boundaries.”

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“Yeah. I had that same thought,” he says.

“I was going to meet with Haley, and I just saw Luna Mia approaching Daniel Why don’t we meet with our assistants in the dining car? That way no one feels uncomfortable during this first meeting.” Will says, walking up.

“That would be great. Thanks, Will,” Benjamin says.

“Let me know if you need anything.” I tell him before walking quickly to my room. I look at my watch. Christina is always punctual which means I have about four minutes left. I set the glasses down and rush to the bathroom. I can barely get my pants down and step in the shower before I start stroking myself. I lean my hand against the wall and the image of her from earlier, of her underneath me as I’m inside her, that deep, sexy voice, has me shooting off fast. My orgasm is so hard that I feel my claws start to extend. What the fuck? That hasn’t happened

well, not since I was mated.

since

I don’t have time to think about it though. I turn on the shower, letting it wash my release down the drain while I pull my pants back on. I’ve just gotten them buttoned and zipped when I hear the knock on the door. I turn off the water and go to open the door for Christina.

“I got stopped in the hall, so I don’t have your drink ready yet.” I say as I open the door and step aside, letting her come in.

She tsks at me, shaking her head with a smile. “Is this the sort of thing

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I can expect from you all semester. Sebastian?” she teases. I realize that I could have saved myself four minutes. I’m hard again already

“Why don’t you sit, and I’ll pour.” she says, looking around. “If you tell me where you keep your whiskey and ice.”

The rooms are small, so there isn’t much space for me to put my drinks. but I try to keep my quarters neat and tidy. I step around her opening a lower–level cupboard and pull out the whiskey. “The mini fridge is over there,” I say pointing.

I sit on the couch, as she suggested, and watch her. I notice her scent is a bit muted from earlier. I noticed it when we went into the meeting room as well, although her scent got stronger as we went through the meeting. Now, she’s worked to reduce her scent again. I wonder if she‘ s doing that for me or for herself.

When she hands me my drink, she looks around, obviously looking for

a chair.

“I have an idea. Why don’t you take off your shoes and sit on the opposite side of the couch. I’ll rub your feet while we talk. It will help. you get used to my touch and I can start getting to know how your body responds to pleasure and pain points,” I say. Yeah, it’s an excuse, I want to touch her. But it IS a good opportunity for her to see what it will be like for me to have my hands on her.

She looks at me for a moment and I raise my eyebrow at her,

challenging her to push herself

“Yeah, alright,” she says kicking off her shoes and pulling off her socks Unlike Emma, Christina’s attire is work attire. She dresses to be on her feet and working all day. When she sits. I tap my thigh and she turns to face me, putting her feet on my leg.

She’s got pretty feet. They’re strong from running. I’m sure she runs in both human and wolf forms. Her toenails are painted a pretty pink. color. I’m not sure why that surprises me, but I like it. I take a sip of my whiskey and set it aside, moving her right foot closer to my body, but being careful that she doesn’t touch my dick. Not only would that be inappropriate, but I’d probably blow my fucking load like a goddess- damned teenager!

I take both hands and using what I know of women who spend a lot of time on their feet. I start by sliding my thumbs up her arch from heel to

toes.

She gasps out an ‘Oh‘ and her eyes roll back in her head. “Oh shit,” she

breathes.

I smile, pleased that she’s responding so easily and quickly to my touch. If the ache in my groin is any indication, my body likes it just as

much as my mind does.

“What are we talking about?” she asks. Her eyes are still closed, and she’s lifted her chin, not enough to submit, but enough that I feel an almost desperate need to lean over and accept her submission anyway

I already know the breathy sound of her voice is going to plague my dreams tonight.

“What do you think of Alpha Daniel?” I ask her

She takes a deep breath, then opens her eyes and looks at me. taking a sip of her whiskey before answering.

“I think he’s going to struggle this semester with our blurred hierarchy. I don’t know that he’ll have trouble with Mia. It was smart of Alpha James to put her with him, but I think he’ll struggle with Haley, Laura, and for as long as she’s with us, Emma.”

I find knot in her arch and begin gently rubbing it. She whimpers softly and her eyes close again. I have to look away. She’s not the only one that’s going to be pushed this semester.

“I agree. If you see or hear anything. I hope you’ll let me know.” I say.

“If I hear or see anything, I won’t hesitate to remind Alpha Daniel about the differences between the Academy and the packs,” she says. making me smile. “What did you confirm about Emma tonight?”

I stop, turning to look at her. Her eyes are intent on mine. “When Alpha James was talking about not falling in love with the Alphas, about how their feelings will change when they find their mates, you nodded. It looked like you confirmed something to yourself about her.

“That was very observant of you, Christina Are you always that observant?” I ask her Her cheeks turn the famtest shade of pink My wayward mind wonders how pink her cheeks get when she’s in the full throes of an orgasm.

“I try to be,” she says.

“That will serve you well this semester in the Academy. But before we get to that, let me answer your question. I’m beginning to wonder if Emma didn’t sleep with her Alpha before he found his mate, and he used the Academy as his way to get her off his hands.”

“I would hope that he wouldn’t think she’d entrap another Alpha,” she says, looking concerned.

“I would hope not as well. More likely, he’s hoping she finds her mate and becomes someone else’s problem.”

“She’s not Luna material. That’s not to say that she wouldn’t be mated to an Alpha, but I don’t see it. You put her up beside Mia or Sylvie and there is no comparison. She’s too self–centered to be a Luna, or at least a good one”

“I see we’re in agreement again.” I say, moving my massage up to her

ankle.

“Holy Mother Moon Goddess, Sebastian. How do you know exactly

where I’m sore?”

“Have you never had a massage before, Christina?”

“No. But you can bet your sexy Alpha ass that this won’t be my last.“ she says I smile waiting for her to realize what she said.

Her eyes flash open and she opens her mouth to apologize.

“Thank you. I’m glad you find my ass sexy.” I say, not letting her. apologize for the unexpected compliment. I stay in shape. I have to at the Academy to keep up with the young Alphas coming in, but I like knowing that Christina has not only noticed my ass but also likes it

“You’re welcome,” she murmurs, taking another sip of her whiskey and looking away.

“Now, let’s talk about your classes,” I say, switching topics.

She refocuses on me, ready to start giving me her reasons that she can’t take all the classes, I’m sure, when I find another knot in her foot. Instantly, her body relaxes and whatever argument she was about to give me falls away.

“I think it will be good for you to take all the classes. I know we talked about only taking some, but then I started thinking about it. There’s no