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 his hand had come

you a question I expect that

he was

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

correct usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to ask you one more time.What

Issac.

name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

he wants to know my

never seem to want to know who

"Gabrielle."

lips causes a shiver to run down my

deep breath and a loud

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

tightly grips my waist,

I say your name,

he

seemed to magnify the dampness of

yearned for him and it was making it

manage as an answer was

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved from my waist to my thigh, and

of my thigh as his head dipped to press a kiss

a bit, so my bra was still clearly

can smell your

words began soft but ended with a

up and down the valley between

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

gives me a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to

you like it when I

nod my

lived sharp pain, I loved how his

more than this man to keep touching me

a good girl.My

his nose along the side of

to slowly palm me as he places

feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my

away before shoving two fingers

easily slip inside, but it didn't help

pain, and then a deep moan at the

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

sense tells me that I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room at

feels so right to

for him, as if

have this strong pull towards

make him

fingers move slowly inside of

caressing my walls and curling

evens out

parts his fingers inside of me, stretching

a spot inside of me that sends shocks

curl at the pleasure as I move my hips against

and he takes it as an

wooden table

a loud,

lightly drags his fingers across my stomach,

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping

had completely forgotten about the

still pissed about that but the last thing I needed was him to

because he sounds

"Answer.Me."

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