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

question I

was an

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

usage of his "My name is

Issac.

his name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants to know

never seem to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

a shiver

breath and a loud

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

tightly grips my waist, my skirt

it when I

like it when he

he spoke it only seemed to magnify the

him and it was making it very apparent to any werewolf

as an answer was a short

was tingling in anticipation as his hand moved

of my thigh as his head dipped

so my bra was still

smell your

words began soft but ended with

up and down

of my thigh and shoots up, gripping me

little squeal to leave

you like it when I

nod my head

the short lived sharp pain, I loved how his

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

good girl.My good

his nose along the side

slowly palm me as he places a soft kiss against

want to feel you squeeze my fingers in that beautiful cunt of

ripped my panties away before shoving two fingers deep inside

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

a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when

of pain dissipates and

and start fingering me in an empty room at my place

feels so right to

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

strong

make him happy and please

fingers move slowly

walls and

rhythm picks up evens out

his fingers inside

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

at the pleasure as I move my

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

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

fingers suddenly stop, and a loud, violent growl leaves

across my stomach,

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his

completely forgotten about the new bruise

about that but the last thing I

he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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