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 had

ask you a question I expect that you

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

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

that he wants to know my

want to know who

"Gabrielle."

from his lips causes a shiver to run down my spine and wetness to

takes a deep breath and

flat on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his,

grips my waist, my skirt riding

I say

like it when he said

only seemed to magnify the

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

an answer was a short nod of my

anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to my

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

bit, so my bra was

can smell your

but ended

ran his nose up and

inside of my thigh

firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave my lips at the sudden painful

it when I touch

quickly nod my

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

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

good girl.My good

coos, running his nose along the side of my

slowly palm me as he

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

shoving two fingers deep inside of

my legs allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it

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

dissipates and all that is left is a

to grab me and

so right to be in

body was made for him, as if

have this strong

want to make him happy and

fingers move slowly inside

my walls and curling his

up evens out at a brutal

parts his fingers inside

a spot inside of me that sends shocks

the pleasure as I

towards him and he takes it as an invitation to release my arms

can hear the buttons clatter against the wooden table as my blouse falls

a

across my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice

I had completely forgotten about the new bruise

last thing

only say that because he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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