The Alpha Train (Christina and Sebastian) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

“Practice for both of us,” I say, pressing her against a tree and taking her mouth in a dominant kiss. She answers my passion with her own as our hands begin to hungrily explore the other.

She pulls my shirt over my head, dropping it on the ground. I push her sports bra up over her breasts before leaning down to suck one into my mouth. Her hand goes into my hair grabbing hard as she whispers my name.

I push her spandex shorts down to her knees, sliding my hand between her thighs and growling softly at how wet she already is for me. I switch to the other breast, inserting two fingers inside her already feeling her inner walls fluttering against my fingers. She likes the excitement of potentially getting caught as much as I do.

I can hear her stuttered breathing as she works to keep herself quiet. When I hear the others coming back around on the trail, I pull back spinning her around quickly, putting my mouth to her

ear.

“Stay quiet, I whisper before bending her over and thrusting into her, bottoming out in one hard thrust.

She gasps, grabbing onto the tree for support as her body arches, inviting me to slide deeper inside her.

I grab her hips, grinding against her as Tyler and Ezra pass, knowing they would definitely hear our bodies slapping together. She muffles her moans and once they’ve passed us, I

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begin thrusting hard into her.

Her legs can only spread so wide because of her shorts, making her feel even tighter than usual. Her legs begin to shake, and she whimpers as her first orgasm comes, her body contracting around mine as her claws come out, slicing into the tree.

“You feel so fucking good,” I growl softly, not slowing my thrusts as I force her to ride out her orgasm and start building another one right behind it.

She bends over even further, as if desperate to take every inch of me. I put one hand on her shoulder then press her against the tree trunk, using my hand as a barrier to keep her from getting scratched. The resistance of the tree makes it even easier for me to thrust into her harder and it’s not long before she’s coming again. This time, the hand not clawing the tree slaps over her mouth as she whimpers and moans through her release.

can’t get enough of her, as her body jerks against my face, her arousal dripping on my tongue and her restrained whimpers corning nearly non–stop.

When I hear them coming around for the third time, I slide up her body, keeping her leg hooked over my arm, and slamming into her as I take her mouth, swallowing her cries as she comes again. She clings to me, her claws raking over my back, the pain only adding to the excitement.

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