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.

a sharp sting

ask you a question I expect that you will

me he was an Alpha, but somehow I

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

left his chest at the apparent correct usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to ask you one more time.What is

Issac.

name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

he wants

seem to want

"Gabrielle."

coming from his lips causes a shiver to run

deep breath and a loud growl

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

grips my waist, my skirt

when I

it when he said my name, I

it only seemed to magnify the dampness of my

yearned for him and it was making it very apparent

as an answer was a short nod

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

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

so my

smell

began soft but ended

ran his nose up and down the valley

of my thigh and shoots up,

firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave

like it when

quickly nod my head at

lived sharp pain, I loved how his touch felt

this man to keep touching

a good

running his nose along the side of my

slowly palm me as he places

want to feel you squeeze

my panties away before shoving two fingers deep inside

slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp pain that came with the

let out a little hiss at the pain, and then a deep moan at the pleasure

dissipates and all

I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty

right

body was made for him, as

this strong

want to make him happy and please

fingers move slowly inside

my walls and curling

picks up evens out at a brutal

his fingers inside

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

curl at the pleasure as I move my hips against his

arch my back towards him and he takes it as an invitation to

the wooden table as my blouse falls to my

fingers suddenly stop, and a

his fingers across my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping

about the new

pissed about that but the last thing I needed

he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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