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.

the sudden contact, a sharp sting forming where his hand

I ask you a question I

Alpha.”He hadn't told me he was an Alpha, but somehow I just

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

that he wants to know

seem to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

causes a shiver to run down my spine

takes a deep breath and a loud growl leaves

me to lie flat on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still

my waist, my skirt

when I say your name,

didn't just like it when he said my name, I loved

he spoke it only seemed

and it was making it very

an answer

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

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

so my bra was still

can smell

words began soft but ended with

up and down the valley

inside of my thigh and shoots up,

squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave my lips

it

my head at

lived sharp pain, I loved

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

a good girl.My good

his nose along the

begins to slowly palm me as he places a soft kiss

going to make you feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my fingers in that

shoving two fingers deep inside of

fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't

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

small amount of pain dissipates and all

a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room at

feels so right to be

body was made for him, as if we were meant

have this strong pull

want to make him happy and please

slowly inside of

caressing my walls and curling his

rhythm picks up evens

inside of me,

a spot inside of me that

curl at the pleasure as I move my hips against his

him and he takes it as

the buttons clatter against the wooden table as my blouse falls to my

fingers suddenly stop, and a loud, violent growl leaves

across my stomach,

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice

completely forgotten about the new bruise on my

about that but the last thing I needed was

say that because he sounds angry enough to do

"Answer.Me."

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