The Alpha Train (Christina and Sebastian) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

“Wrong answer,” he says, as if I’m a wayward student who isn’t learning her lesson.

He watches me as he uses his fingers to drive me to the brink of my orgasm. I’m so desperate to come, so ready to explode that it’s almost painful when he stops this time.

This time, I don’t wait for him to ask.

“It’s yours. It’s your pussy. It’s your pussy.”

“Your damn fucking right it is,” he growls, his fingers thrusting back inside me as his mouth latches onto my clit again.

I’m already so close that I slap my hands against the wall as the first orgasm rips through me. James presses a hand against my stomach, helping to hold me upright while the fingers inside me and his mouth on my clit continue to bring me wave after wave of pleasure.

“JAMES!” I scream.

“That’s right! Who owns this pussy, Sylvie?”

“You do. You do, James.”

“Yes, I do.”

He makes me come two more times before he slides up my body, hooking my thighs over his arms as he does then he thrusts into me. I cling to him, as he pushes me up and over

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again, biting down on my exposed throat and growling as he makes me come again.

“My pussy,” he growls.

“Yes. Yes it is.”

I have no idea how this man can keep an erection even after he comes, but he makes me come several more times before putting my feet on the floor and spinning me around to face the wall. Then he yanks my hips back to him and slams into me again, still rock hard.

I love the way he fills me. No other man besides my mate has ever been able to make me feel full like this, like he was made to be inside me. His body strokes mine in all the best ways, and my body has no choice but to respond and give him what he wants. My orgasms.

When he decides I’ve given him a sufficient number of orgasms, he roars his release again, coating my insides with his warmth. He slaps his hand on the wall above mine and leans his head against mine as we both remain in our bent over positions.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asks me, sliding out of me.

“I’m better than okay,” I say, standing and turning to face him.

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