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.

contact, a sharp sting forming

question I expect that

me he was an Alpha, but somehow I just

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants

to want to

"Gabrielle."

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

takes a deep breath and a

lie flat 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 pressed between

hand tightly grips my waist, my skirt riding

like it when I

he

he spoke it only seemed to magnify the dampness

and it was making it very apparent to any werewolf

an answer was a

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

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

so my bra was still clearly

can smell

began soft but ended

ran his nose up and down the valley between my

inside of my thigh and shoots up,

gives me a firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave my

you like it when I

nod my head

lived sharp pain, I loved how his

more than this man to keep touching me in every

a good girl.My good

along the side

to slowly palm me as he

feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my

my panties away before shoving two

legs allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp pain that came with

let out a little hiss at the pain, and then a deep moan at

small amount of pain dissipates and all that is left

random werewolf to grab me and start

just feels so right to be in

him, as if

this strong

him happy and

move slowly

walls and curling

up evens out at a

his fingers inside of

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

as I move my hips

and he takes it as an invitation to

wooden table as my

a loud, violent

across my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice

I had completely forgotten about the new

that but the last thing I needed

say that because he sounds

"Answer.Me."

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