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.
as the sudden contact, a sharp sting forming where his
ask you a question I expect that you
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 you one more time.What is your
Issac.
his name was
"I'm Gabrielle"
me happy that he wants to know
want
"Gabrielle."
a shiver to run down my spine and wetness to
deep breath and a
on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the table with him
tightly grips my
when I say
he said
he spoke it only seemed to magnify
making it very apparent to any werewolf with
I could manage as an answer was
his hand moved from my waist to
of my thigh as his head
blouse hadn't dried a bit, so my bra was still
smell your
words began soft but ended with a
his nose up and down the valley between
of my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between my
gives me a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave my lips at the
you like it when I touch
nod my head
the short lived sharp pain, I loved how
to keep touching me in
good
his nose along
as he places a soft
feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my fingers in that beautiful cunt of
away before shoving two fingers
allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp
pain, and then a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when he begins to move his
of pain dissipates and all
of my common 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
him, as if we were meant to be
have this strong
to make him happy and please
move slowly
walls
evens out at
inside
his fingers so they reach deeper, hitting a spot inside of me that sends shocks of
at the pleasure as I move my hips against his
and he takes it as an invitation
wooden table
a loud, violent growl leaves
drags his fingers across my stomach, reminding me of the dull
"Who did this, Gabrielle?"
his voice dripping in
completely forgotten about the new
but the last thing I needed
because he sounds angry enough
"Answer.Me."
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