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 where

you a question I expect that you

me he was an Alpha, but somehow I just

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

makes me happy that he

to want to know

"Gabrielle."

from his lips causes a shiver to run

deep breath and a loud

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

grips my waist, my skirt riding

you like it when I say your name, little

when he said my name,

time he spoke it only seemed to magnify the dampness of my

making it very

as an answer was a short nod

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to

continued sliding up the inside of my thigh as his head

dried a bit, so my bra

smell

soft but ended with

ran his nose up and down the

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

me a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal

you like it when

quickly nod my head at

I loved how his touch felt between

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

a good girl.My

his nose along the

begins to slowly palm me as he places a soft kiss

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

ripped my panties away before shoving

fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't

and then a deep moan at

small amount of pain dissipates and all

werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room at my place of work, but my desire for this man is

just feels so right

my body was made for him, as if we were meant to

this strong pull towards

want to make him happy

slowly inside of

caressing my walls and

up evens out at

parts his fingers inside of me, stretching

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

curl at the pleasure as I move

as an invitation to release my arms and rip open

the wooden table as my blouse falls to my

a loud, violent growl leaves

my stomach, reminding me of the dull

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice dripping

about the new bruise

but the last thing I needed was him

say that because he sounds angry enough

"Answer.Me."

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