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

question I expect that you

told me he was an

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

his name was

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants to know my

want to

"Gabrielle."

sound of my name coming from his lips causes a shiver to run down my spine and wetness

takes a deep breath and a loud

my head and holds them

tightly grips my waist, my skirt riding

I

just like it when he said my name,

it only seemed to magnify

him and it was making it very apparent to any

I could manage as an answer was a short

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

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

hadn't dried a bit, so my bra was still clearly

can smell

words began soft but ended

his nose up and down

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

a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to

like it when I

quickly nod my head at

I loved how his touch felt between

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

good

nose along the side

me as he

to feel you squeeze my fingers in

away before shoving two

slip inside, but it

pain, and then a deep

and all that is left is

me that I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room at my place of work,

just feels so right

was made for him, as

strong

to make him happy

fingers move slowly inside of

walls

rhythm picks up evens out at a

fingers inside of me,

angles his fingers so they reach deeper, hitting a spot inside of me that

curl at the pleasure as I

he takes it as an invitation to release

the wooden table as my blouse

a loud, violent

across my stomach, reminding me

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his

completely forgotten about the

the last thing I needed

he sounds angry enough to

"Answer.Me."

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