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.

sharp sting forming where

question I expect that you will

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

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

the apparent correct usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to ask

Issac.

name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

he wants to know

to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

sound of my name coming from his lips causes a shiver to run down my spine and wetness

and a loud

over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the table with him pressed

my waist,

when I say your name, little

just like it when he said my

seemed

and it was making it very apparent to any werewolf

I could manage as an answer

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved from my waist

the inside of my thigh as his

so my

can smell

began soft but ended

ran his nose up and down the valley

leaves the inside of my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between

squeal to leave my lips at

it

nod my

I loved how his touch felt between

wanted nothing more than this man to keep touching

a good girl.My

his nose along the side of my

to slowly palm me as he places a soft kiss

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

away before shoving two fingers deep

allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp pain that came

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

of pain dissipates and all that

me that I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering

just feels so right to be in his

made for him, as if we were meant to be

strong pull towards

him happy and

move slowly inside of

my walls and

up evens out

his fingers inside

hitting a spot inside of me that sends shocks of pleasure throughout my

at the pleasure as

as an invitation to release my

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

stop, and a loud, violent growl

stomach, reminding me

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

out, his voice dripping

had completely forgotten about the new bruise on my

was still pissed about that but the last

say that because he sounds angry

"Answer.Me."

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