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.

contact, a sharp sting forming where his

question I expect that

hadn't told me he was

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to ask

Issac.

his name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

makes me happy that he

to want

"Gabrielle."

shiver to run down my spine

breath and a loud growl leaves his

flat on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the table with him pressed between

hand tightly grips my waist, my

I say your name, little

like it when he

he spoke it only seemed to magnify the dampness

body yearned for him and it was making it very apparent to any werewolf with a

could manage as an answer was a short nod of

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

up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to press a kiss against my

hadn't dried a bit, so my bra was still

can smell

began soft but ended with

ran his nose up and down the valley between my

suddenly leaves the inside of my thigh and shoots up, gripping

squeal to leave my lips at the

you like it when

nod my head

short lived sharp pain, I loved how

wanted nothing more than this man to keep touching me in every

good girl.My

his nose along the

he places a soft kiss against

so good.I want to feel you

my panties away before shoving two fingers deep

his fingers to easily slip inside, but

deep moan at the pleasure that comes

of pain dissipates and all that is left

werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an

right to

body was made for him, as

have this strong

to make him happy and

move slowly inside of

caressing my walls and curling his

evens out at a brutal

fingers inside of me,

reach deeper, hitting a spot inside of me that sends shocks of pleasure throughout

at the pleasure as I move my hips against his

as an invitation

buttons clatter against the wooden table as my

stop, and a loud, violent growl

across my stomach, reminding me of the

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping in

completely forgotten about

still pissed about that but the last thing I needed

because he sounds angry enough

"Answer.Me."

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