Stakes Claim On Her

Chapter 5:  Conference Room Shenanigans 

Gabrielle 

"Mine.”

 The word coming out as a low growl before he suddenly grabs the back of my neck and crashes his lips to mine.

Instead of pulling away and slapping him silly, I instinctively lean in and kiss him back, pressing my palms into his chest.

His mouth moves roughly against mine as if he was trying to feel all of me with a single kiss.

His hand leaves my neck and travels down my body until he reaches the back of my thighs before hoisting me up, my legs wrapped around his waist.

I feel him start to walk somewhere but I don't care where he goes as long as I stay pressed against his body and his lips stay on mine.

One of his hands stays firmly on my thigh while the other moves up and grabs my behind, kneading it softly.

He slides his tongue into my mouth, tasting me.

Eventually, he stops walking and I feel a hard surface beneath me as he sets me down His hands move down my body to rest on my thighs while he stands between my spread legs.

When he pulls away I open my eyes.

I'm seated on a table in an abandoned conference room.

I hadn't even felt him open the door.

He leans his forehead against mine.

We are both breathing heavily.

After a moment he opens his eyes and pulls away.

He has a wide smile on his face.

"Your mine” His hand comes up to rest on the side of my face.

He brushes his thumb gently over my bottom lip.

"All mine.’’ He presses another kiss to my lips.

His? The idea of being 'his' should make me angry.

I may be a human, but I'm not a piece of property.

However, I'm not angry.

It's almost like I couldn't be mad at him right now even if I wanted to.

"Yours."

The word just slipped out.

My brain was on autopilot.

I wanted nothing but to make this man happy, to do whatever he asked of me and I have no idea why I feel like this.

My single word makes his smile grow larger.

"What is your name?"

The question came out rough, lust evident in his voice.

His hands start rubbing up and down my thighs, distracting me.

I feel the need to press my body closer to his, so I do.

My hands were still pressed against his chest, so I move them to wrap around his neck to draw him near.

Before I can get far his hand leaves my thigh and roughly comes back down on the side of my butt.

sharp sting

I ask you a question I expect that you

told me he was an

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

rumble left his chest at the apparent correct usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to

Issac.

his name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants to know my

seem to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

from his lips causes a shiver to run

deep breath and a loud growl leaves

holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling

tightly grips my waist, my

like it when I say

just like it when he said my name,

only seemed to magnify the dampness

and it was making it very apparent

manage as an answer was a short nod of

in anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to my thigh, and then began sliding

hand continued sliding up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to

bit, so my bra was still clearly

can smell your

words began soft but ended

up and down

inside of my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between my

a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal

it when I

my

lived sharp pain, I loved how his touch felt between my

nothing more than this man to keep touching me in

a good

coos, running his nose along the side of

slowly palm me as he places a soft

want to feel you squeeze my fingers

panties away before shoving two

my legs allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp pain that came with the unexpected

at the pain, and then a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when

dissipates and all that is

common sense tells me that I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room

right to be in his

made for him, as

this strong

him happy and

slowly

caressing my walls

picks up evens out at a

parts his fingers inside

angles his fingers so they reach deeper, hitting a spot inside of me that sends shocks of pleasure

at the pleasure as I

he takes it as an invitation to release my arms

clatter against the wooden table as my blouse

suddenly stop, and a loud,

my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

out, his voice dripping

had completely forgotten about the new

still pissed about that but the last thing I needed was him

he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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