Mr. Alpha: A 6 Book Alpha Male Romance Collection

by Alexis Gold

  “So you really aren’t going to rub this in my face at all?” I asked her once we were seated at the bar.

  Christina shook her head while she perused the menu and I realized she really wasn’t going to rub it in my face. Yep, she was definitely a keeper.

  “Thank you for taking me to the game, though, I really enjoyed it…” Christina trailed off as her eyes went over my shoulder. Someone tapped me and I turned to see a familiar tall blonde. Sarah…if anyone could make Christina feel self-conscious I knew it’d be Sarah.

  “I thought that was you, what are you doing in Jersey?” she asked curiously while looking between me and Christina.

  Sarah wasn’t a mean person or vindictive in any way, so I at least had that going for me.

  “I was at the Giants game with my date, Christina, this is Sarah,” I introduced the two women and they shook hands. I studied Christina’s face and she seemed to be fine.

  “I saw the end of that game, tough break, it was actually pretty close,” Sarah looked from me to Christina in her Dolphins jersey, “but congratulations for you and your team, I guess.”

  Christina smiled and glanced at me, I knew she was trying not to come off as gloating and simply thanked Sarah. She was still being as polite as ever.

  “So, I’m guessing you and Jeffrey worked together on a shoot?” Christina asked Sarah naturally.

  I held my breath for what Sarah would say. She wasn’t a mean or vindictive person, but Sarah was truthful and she often chose not to sugar coat things.

  “Yeah, we did, on a couple shoots actually…I was one of the models he worked with on his very first one.”

  I knew Christina picked up on the subtlety of that comment and it was confirmed when she glanced at me before looking back at Sarah.

  Christina made a vague acknowledging comment and I took the chance to exchange pleasantries with Sarah before she went back to the table where she’d been sitting.

  “So…your first photo shoot, huh?” Christina lifted her eyebrows at me and I caught a hint of jealousy. I had to say I liked that a hell of a lot better than insecurity or self-consciousness.

  “Yeah…we had a fling, but that’s all it was.” I chose to be truthful and straight forward with her and I thought she appreciated that.

  “Well, as long as you’re still planning to bulldoze that room…”

  I laughed and then nodded.

  “Actually, all the stuff has already been cleaned out of there so…no more ‘flings’ for me, especially not after you.” I mumbled the last bit, but Christina heard me. She studied me a moment before looking back at the menu.

  When the bartender came around, I ordered a beer and she a Cosmo, which I secretly loved. She was still a girl even though she liked football.

  “Their wings are amazing here, I know you’ll love the sweet heat and their lemon pepper wings dipped in the garlic Parmesan sauce…God sent,” I suggested to her while she decided what she wanted to eat.

  We ordered our wings from the bartender when he came back with our drinks and Christina started glancing around while we waited. She skirted my eyes whenever I tried to make contact with hers and I knew she was still thinking about Sarah.

  “Christina, talk to me,” I urged her and she sighed and looked at me head on, she was doubting herself, it was written all over her face.

  “I just…it’s hard when I see the type of women you are used to and then I can’t help but compare myself. It’s hard to imagine you with someone like me. You know…” She trailed off in an almost defeated tone and I shook my head.

  “No, Christina, it’s not hard to imagine. It’s real, I’m with you now and I love spending time with you. The other women were in the past and that’s all there is to it. I hate that you doubt yourself like this, tell me what I have to do to show you how I see you, how the rest of the world sees you?” I took her hand in mine and my thumb caressed her knuckles restlessly.

  “I’m sorry…I just can’t help it, Jeffrey,” she said, still sounding defeated. She took a sip of her drink and went back to looking everywhere else but at me. I could feel her pulling away from me by the second and I didn’t know what to do to stop it. I hated that feeling of helplessness.

  “I don’t want to lose you because of my past, Christina, you’re my now, my present and I don’t want to let all that other crap in and ruin things.” I spoke honestly and she looked at me with silent contemplation. “Please believe me,” I begged her and after a moment she took a deep breath and nodded.

  “It’s just very easy for me to think you don’t want me, or might think someone is better than I am and want to dump me, or something…” She trailed off, she was being just as truthful as I was.

  “As long as I am with you, Christina, I want you to never think that. You are who I want unless I say otherwise.” I held her gaze and spoke without any hesitation. Christina nodded only after slight contemplation and I breathed a sigh of relief before giving her a very sound kiss on the lips.

  After that, we enjoyed our wings and continued our amazing weekend. Before the day was over, I wanted to dazzle Christina with something. I wanted to show her something grand. I thought of the perfect thing and set up the arrangements before we left the pub.

  “Hey, I want to show you something before we get back home,” I said while I took her hand and led her towards the waiting car.

  She looked up at me with shy interest.

  “What is it?” she asked and I grinned.

  I didn’t quite want to ruin the surprise.

  “You’ll see…” I said and soon we were off towards a small airport that housed a few helicopters.

  One of the company’s helicopters was already there and waiting for us. Christina’s eyes widened as we walked towards it.

  “You’re taking me up in a helicopter?” Christina asked excitedly, I grinned at her delighted expression.

  “Yeah, I hope you aren’t scared of heights,” I asked as she climbed in before me. The pilot was in the front and started the chopper once we were safely inside.

  “Definitely not, I love flying.” I helped Christina get her harness on and then I secured mine and once everything was checked out, we were lifting into the sky. Christina’s eyes were wide with wonder as she took in the city and all the lights below us.

  “It’s cool isn’t it?” I asked her while watching her as she smiled like a little kid at a fair.

  “It’s amazing!” she said before her attention was focused on the city below us. The New York City skyline was pretty impressive and I never got tired of it. This was definitely an experience every person should have. The city looked both infinitesimal and grand all at the same time.

  The helicopter landed on top of the Stargate building and we made our way down to the ground floor and outside, where Carl was already waiting. He must have driven like a race car driver to beat us there, though we did fly around the city a few times.

  “That was incredible, Jeffrey.” Christina’s eyes were alight with excitement still, though I also saw tenderness and a few other emotions I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

  “I’m glad you liked it,” I said and I really meant it. There wasn’t anything in the world worth the awed smile on Christina’s face when she was up in that helicopter. I only wished I could have taken a picture to frame the moment.

  “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” I said sincerely.

  Christina looked at me and bit her lip with a smile tilting her lips upward.

  “You aren’t so bad yourself, bub,” she quipped in return.

  I laughed and then leaned over across the back seat to kiss her softly on the lips.

  “I kind of don’t want this weekend to end,” I told her, voicing my thoughts aloud. Every second spent with her was amazing and I didn’t know how I’d be able to focus at work the next day.

  “I kind of don’t want it to end either…but I’ve decided that tomorrow, I’m quitting my job.”

  My eyebrows lifted in surp
rise. “Really?” I asked, actually proud of her for saying it.

  “Yeah, it’s time, I’ve been abused by Marissa enough and even though she likes me in her twisted way, I came to this city for a job in marketing and it's time I put all my focus on finding one.” Christina’s tone was resolute and I had to hand it to her, she definitely knew what she wanted.

  “I’m proud of you, babe, you’re doing the right thing. You have to do what you love and not suffer from what you hate.” I used a line my father used to say to me constantly. One of the things I respected the most about him, was that he didn’t force me into the family business, he made sure, every step along the way, that it’s what I wanted to do. Of course, I looked up to him my whole life for it and simply wanted to follow in his footsteps.

  “That’s a great saying, and it is time I focus my full attention on getting the job I want…though telling Marissa that I’m quitting will definitely be interesting, that’s for sure.” Christina smiled and then she giggled while she thought about it.

  “You know I could pop my head in while you tell her and soften the blow for you a little bit,” I suggested.

  Christina shook her head firmly.

  “No, no, it’s only right that I woman up and tell her face to face myself. I wasn’t raised to take the easy way out, only the right way.”

  I smiled, that must have been something her parents said. I was glad she was finally taking my advice and letting herself remember them and everything they taught and instilled in her.

  “So, just to double check, you did say you’d let me help you find a job in marketing, right?” I asked her and she nodded slowly.

  “Yeah, it definitely couldn’t hurt any, and I wouldn’t be able to afford my apartment for long without a job.”

  I almost offered to pay her rent, but I knew that would be just as sensitive as the car issue.

  “Good…you know my company could always use a few more people on our public relations team, and I already know Vanessa loves you…” I suggested on a whim, though I really didn’t expect her to say yes.

  “I couldn’t work for you, that would be weird. I mean…we’re sleeping together. I’d be having sex with my boss. Then how much work could we possibly get done if we’re having office sex all the time?” Christina brought up a valid point and I nodded.

  “You’re right, you’re completely right, and what was I thinking? Though, maybe I could hire you as my personal assistant and we could meet a couple of times a week at my place?” I gave her a saucy look and she laughed at me while shaking her head.

  “No to that idea also, we’re already dating, it wouldn’t make sense.”

  I shrugged, she couldn’t blame a guy for trying. We pulled up to my house and Christina and I went right up to my room. She started packing her duffel bag and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

  “What are you doing?” I asked her and she stopped putting a shirt into her bag.

  “I only packed for one night…” she said cautiously. I shook my head and motioned for her to leave everything where it was and to put the bag down.

  “No, the weekend isn’t over until Monday comes...” I was pouting, but I didn’t care, I wanted her to stay with me, dammit.

  “Alright, you convinced me.” Christina hopped onto the bed after kicking her duffel bag back under it. She grinned at me playfully and I smiled before jumping on her. I was going to be tired in the morning, but I didn’t really care.

  “You know…I wanted to be a good sport and not gloat about the Dolphins winning today…but I think you need a consolation prize over losing our bet and the game.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh, of course she had to have some comment about the Giants losing to the Dolphins.

  “And my consolation prize would be?” I asked while she pushed me onto my back and went about unbuckling my pants.

  “I think you need some attention.”

  I smiled like the damn Cheshire cat. Christina was being a little minx and I loved it. But then she had my cock in her hand and all smiles and giggles went out the window. She held me with just the right amount of grip and slowly stroked my cock, and it didn’t take much until it was hard and straining in her grip.

  Her mouth hovered dangerously close to the head of it and my hips moved restlessly as I waited for her to put her mouth around me.

  “Don’t tease, baby…don’t fucking tease…” I said, my voice low and hoarse with need. Christina continued to stroke me until a bead of moisture slipped past the head and fell onto her fingers. I groaned when she licked it up, her tongue only barely brushing my shaft.

  Finally, her tongue circled the sensitive head and I groaned again when she sucked the tip into her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the engorged head and swirled around it while she continued to stroke my shaft. My head fell back against the pillows and I let out a drawn out curse before she took more of me into her mouth.

  Her lips closed tight around me and she sucked with the perfect amount of pressure. I tried my best not to move my hips or grip her head. My hands fisted in the sheets as she tortured me, going slowly, as if she were savoring me.

  I couldn’t help it after a point and my hand tangled in her hair while I gently pushed her head down further onto my cock. She never gagged and took as much I gave her. Soon, my hips started to move and I lightly thrust into her mouth. I cursed harshly when she took me deep into the back of her throat and swallowed around my cock.

  I had no idea she was so amazing at that. Christina removed my restless hands from her hair and held them down on either side of me while she picked up her pace. My hips started to move with her and soon I felt the orgasm build from the base of my cock and shoot up into her mouth. My cock twitched with my release and I groaned Christina’s name as she sucked me clean.

  “Shit…Christina…shit…” I didn’t know what to say, she was amazing. I couldn’t fathom how or why sex felt so much better with her, just her. I had never felt nearly as good as I did when I was with Christina.

  The implications of why kind of scared me and I wasn’t ready to acknowledge it yet, I simply could not fathom how, honestly. I did know one thing for sure, I wouldn’t be caught dead letting Christina be snatched up by another guy. I wanted her to belong to me and only me.

  “Was that…okay?” I looked at her in shock, she couldn’t have seriously just asked me that question. Not after the orgasm I just had and the way she made me feel.

  “That was more than okay, Christina, that was fucking incredible.” I sat up and cupped her face in my hands before I kissed her. I loved that she tasted like me and some sort of caveman reaction lit up in my chest for her. It was like I claimed her in some way; she was mine and I was damn sure going to make sure she knew it. I didn’t want her second guessing herself anymore.

  “You got that?” I made sure she understood and she simply nodded.

  “Good…now come on, let’s take a shower, I want to see you wet and naked,” I said. I chased Christina into the bathroom where we did a lot more than simply shower. After we got out and settled into bed, I found a good movie we could watch, The Devil Wears Prada.

  Christina got a kick out of the fact that I loved Anne Hathaway and teased me about it. But then I recalled her telling me how much she loved Pixar movies and I highlighted the fact that at least I didn’t own The Devil Wears Prada. I saw first-hand Christina’s collection of Pixar movies, in Blu-ray, no less.

  “Have you seen the newer Les Mis?” I asked her in all seriousness as our debate was coming to a close.

  “No I haven’t, actually…” Christina said while looking at me skeptically, wondering where I was going with it.

  “Well, one of these days we’re going to watch the DVD and then you can tell me you’re still not a fan of Anne.”

  Christina cracked up and I grinned. I didn’t care, guys were allowed to like actresses, too. After Christina sobered from her laughter, she grabbed my face to turn my head towards her and she pressed a sound kiss to my lip
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  Chapter6

  Christina

  I fell asleep in Jeffrey’s arms yet again and I couldn’t deny how much I liked it. I was losing myself to him and I didn’t know how to slow it down. He just did things to worm his way into my heart and I knew soon that he’d have the power to break it.

  When Monday morning came around, my phone went off. This time there was no morning headache, as a nice tune played instead of that blaring alarm clock sound. I smirked. Well, if there was no morning headache, then the day was bound to be a pretty good day. Jeffrey woke at the same time I did, surprisingly. Since Jeffrey lived only a twenty-minute ride away from my job, I actually had an extra half hour of sleep.