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 forming where his hand had

question I expect that you will answer

was an Alpha, but somehow I just

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

his name

"I'm Gabrielle"

that he wants to know

to want to know

"Gabrielle."

a shiver to run down my spine and wetness to pool between my

deep breath and a loud growl

head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the

my

you like it when I say your name, little

didn't just like it when he said my name,

it only seemed

was making

manage as an answer was a short nod of my

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to my

sliding up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to press a

hadn't dried a bit, so my bra was

smell your

began soft but ended with

nose up and down the valley between

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

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

you like it when I touch

nod my head

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

more than this man to keep touching

a good girl.My good

coos, running his nose along

palm me as he places a soft kiss

to feel you squeeze my fingers in

before shoving two fingers

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

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

dissipates and all that is left is a

werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room

just feels so right to be in his

like my body was made for him, as if

this strong pull towards

to make him happy and please

fingers move slowly

my walls

up evens out

his fingers inside of

they reach deeper, hitting a spot inside

pleasure as I move my

my back towards him and he takes it as an

the wooden table as

fingers suddenly stop, and a loud, violent growl leaves

his fingers across my stomach, reminding

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping

I had completely forgotten about the

about that but the last thing I needed was

only say that because he sounds angry

"Answer.Me."

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