The Alpha Train (Christina) novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16

I’ve been waiting a week to have James inside me again. I don’t know how he spends his week off, or who he spends it with, but for me, I haven’t been with another man in years. After I lost my mate, I didn’t expect to find anyone who would make me feel good again, make me feel whole. But James does.

He’d come to me before Ewan, my son, went to the Academy. He, like me, lost a mate and needed direction. My direction, after losing Ethan. was focusing on my son, making sure no one tried to take the pack from him before he could go to the Academy. Once he passed the Academy, I’d had no idea what I was going to do. That is, until James

came to talk to me.

“Give the Academy a try. If you don’t like it, you can go do whatever you planned to do after Ewan graduates. But if you do, if you’re like me, it will give you purpose, it will give your life meaning again. One semester, Sylvie. Three months. If you hate it, you don’t have to come. back.”

That was three and a half years ago. That first semester. James was teaching the sex class and he wanted me as his assistant. I’m not sure if he knew that I’d struggled with intimacy after the death of my mate, or if he just wanted to make sure he didn’t have some young

impressionable she–wolf as his assistant. That semester, I realized that my mate wasn’t the only man who could bring me mind–altering orgasms. James prides himself on strumming a woman’s body into utter

bliss and he’s a master at it.

We hadn’t become a pair right away. But I did return to the Academy. Those first few semesters. I changed instructors. If James needed an assistant to teach the sex class, I was more than willing. Somewhere around a year into working at the Academy. James and I decided that we liked working together and we were good at it. He leads the Academy, and it was easy for me as a previous Luna to run the Academy beside him.

We’ve never made our attachment official. At first. I don’t think either of us wanted that. But somewhere along the line. I lost my heart to James. He’s not just fantastic in bed, but he’s smart and caring. He’s everything a good Alpha should be. But he doesn’t want more than what we have, and I have to respect that. When we’re here. I get to have him to myself. What he does when he’s home isn’t my business. I don’t ask him, and he doesn’t ask me.

I was surprised when he said that Sebastian was running the sex class. this semester. James has run the class ever since I started working here except one semester early on. But ever since he and I paired up, he’s run that class. It makes me wonder if he’s feeling the need for separation, wanting to put some distance between us and our relationship.

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If that’s what he’s looking for, then this will be good for both of us. It will be the first time in almost two years that another man has touched

1. me.

Chapter 16

But tonight, I get the fantastic man that I’ve fallen for, and I can’t wait. I strip out of my clothes, putting on a robe while I wait. I learned quickly that if James is feeling possessive, he has no problem ripping my clothes off of me. I don’t mind, it just means I have to always remember to have extra clothes at the Academy.

When the knock comes, I open it, stepping aside as he walks in. His mouth is on mine before the door closes. I begin pulling his shirt over his head and he pushes my robe off my shoulders as he walks me backwards to the bed. I undo his belt quickly, desperate for him to be inside me. His warm whiskey and cigar scent has made my body ache for him ever since I got on the train.

“I need you inside me,” I moan.

“You know I refuse to rush my time with you,” he growls. It’s true. He may rip my clothes off so he can see me, but he never, ever rushes the

sex.

His beard and mustache tickle my lips as he devours my mouth. I shove his pants down, taking his large, thick length in my hands.

He lifts me up and tosses me on the bed. “Not yet, Sylvie. I’ll give you what you want, but not until I’ve taken what I want,” he says, his warm mouth attaching to my nipple while his hands trace over my body, as if making sure that nothing has changed since the last time he touched

me

I scrap my nails over his back, just enough to leave marks that will

gone by morning, then slide them up, pulling the leather tie out of his hair and letting it fall free. I arch up into his mouth as he moves from one breast to the other, his fingers sliding over my body in the way he knows makes my body hum for him.

I grab his hair and pull him off of my breast, growling at him. “Take your time after this first time. I need you inside me.”

He tugs my hips to the edge of the bed, watching me with eyes nearly as black as the night.

“Is this what you want,” he growls, sliding the tip of his cock against my soaked entrance.

“Yes,” I say, my growl turning to a moan of pleasure.

He holds my hips as he slams into me, filling me and stretching me, finally rubbing against the ache inside me.

He slowly pulls out, watching his cock that is now covered in my arousal.

“My cock looks so good fucking your pretty little pussy, Sylvie.”

“Your cock feels so good in my pussy, James.”

“How many do you think you’ve got for me tonight, beautiful?” he asks,

still watching himself slide in and out of me, but now gently tugging on my nipples in the way he knows will make me come hard and fast.

“At least four,” I breathe.

“Not good enough. I won’t take less than six, even if it takes me all night,” he growls.

In the end, he gave me eight explosive orgasms, and it didn’t take him all night.

Christina POV

‘Sweet dreams,‘ he said. Yeah right. My dreams were anything BUT sweet. Naughty and sexy and hot as fuck, but not sweet.

My dreams were filled with the sound of Sebastian’s deep voice and his strong sure hands touching my body. Only in my dreams, he wasn’t touching my feet. If I hadn’t already decided to take the sex class, I would have after last night. I want a chance to feel what happens when a man whose hands feel that good on my feet, touches me everywhere.

In the morning, I get up and get ready, knowing that we’ll need coffee ready when the instructors get up. Since Mia and Sylvie were on clean up last night, I’m not surprised when the coffee is ready to go. I plug it in and breathe in the scent of fresh coffee brewing as I think through this morning’s breakfast menu.

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I go to the fridge and get some bacon, putting it on the skillet oven to slow cook while I start chopping vegetables for omelets. The kitchen on the Train is nice, but the kitchen at the Academy is excellent.

“You’re my very favorite person in the whole world for a reason, Christina,” Sylvie says, walking in and going straight to the coffee maker. She looks tired but happy. I wonder if there will be a time over this semester when I look like that.

“Did someone have a late night?” I ask with mock innocence.

“It was a VERY late night,” she says.

“I hope that’s not a complaint,” Alpha James says, walking in behind. her. I look away from the heat in both of their eyes.

“What’s for breakfast?” Haley asks, walking in. Her hair is in a messy bun on top of her head and she’s still rubbing sleep from her eyes.

“How would you feel about making pancakes or waffles?” I ask her.

“I can do that,” she says.

“How was your meeting with Alpha Will last night?” Alpha James asks

her.

“It was good. It was really helpful. I feel like I have a much better