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.

gasp as the sudden contact, a sharp sting forming

you a question I expect that you

hadn't told me he was an Alpha,

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

"My name

Issac.

his name

"I'm Gabrielle"

makes me happy that he wants to know my

to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

my name coming from his lips causes a shiver to

takes a deep breath and a loud growl leaves his

table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of

other hand tightly grips my waist, my

it when I say your name, little

didn't just like it when he

it only seemed to

making it very apparent to any werewolf with

an answer was a short nod of my

anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to

up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to

hadn't dried a bit, so my bra

can smell

soft but ended with

ran his nose up and down the valley between

my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between

firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to

it when

quickly nod my head

I loved how his touch felt between my

more than this man to keep touching

a good

nose along the side of my

as he places a soft kiss against

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

away before shoving two fingers

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

let out a little hiss at the pain, and then a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when he begins to move

the small amount of pain dissipates and all that is left is

me and start fingering me in an empty room at my place

right

him, as if

have this strong

him happy and please

move slowly inside of

my walls and

picks up evens out at

parts his fingers inside

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

at the pleasure as I move my

arch my back towards him and he takes it as an

can hear the buttons clatter against the wooden

a loud, violent growl leaves

fingers across my stomach, reminding me of the

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping in

nothing.’’ I had completely forgotten about

pissed about that but the last thing I needed was

that because he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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