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

you a question I expect that you will

Alpha.”He hadn't told me he was

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

happy that he wants

to want

"Gabrielle."

causes a shiver

deep breath and a loud growl leaves

and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the table

hand tightly grips my waist, my skirt

it when I say your name, little

he said my name,

time he spoke it only seemed to magnify the dampness

for him and it was making it very apparent to any

an answer was a short nod of

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

my thigh as his head dipped to press a kiss against my soaked

so

smell your

words began soft but ended with

ran his nose up and down the valley between

the inside of my thigh

a little squeal to leave my lips at the

it when I touch

my

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

nothing more than this man to keep touching me in

a good

nose along the

begins to slowly palm me as he places a soft kiss against my

you feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my fingers in that beautiful cunt

panties away before shoving two fingers deep inside

legs allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it

a little hiss at the pain, and then a deep moan

pain dissipates and all that is left is a

and start fingering

just feels so right to

body was made for him, as if we were meant to

this strong pull towards

want to make him happy and

fingers move slowly

walls and curling his

rhythm picks up evens out at a

parts his fingers inside of

hitting a spot inside of me that sends

as I move

it as an invitation

against the wooden table as my blouse

suddenly stop, and a

stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his

nothing.’’ I had completely forgotten about the new bruise

last thing I needed

because he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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