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

I expect

he was

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants

to want to know

"Gabrielle."

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

and

flat on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one

tightly grips my waist,

it when I say your

it when he said

it only seemed

yearned for him and it was making

could manage as an answer was a short nod of

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved from my

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

dried a bit, so my bra was

can smell your

but ended

nose up and down

of my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between

firm squeeze, causing a little squeal to leave my lips at

you like it when

nod my

pain, I loved how his touch felt

this man to keep touching me in every way

a good girl.My good

coos, running his nose along the side of my

begins to slowly palm me as he

so good.I want to feel you squeeze my fingers in that beautiful cunt

before shoving two

easily slip inside, but it didn't help with the sharp pain that came with the unexpected

a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when he begins to move his

dissipates and all that is left is

be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty room at my place of work, but my desire for

just feels so right to

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

have this strong

to make him happy and

slowly inside

caressing my walls and curling

evens

fingers inside of

a spot inside of me that sends

pleasure as I move my hips against his

and he takes it as an invitation to release my arms

wooden

stop, and a loud, violent

fingers across my stomach,

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice dripping

had completely forgotten about

the last thing I needed was him to murder

because he sounds angry enough to do

"Answer.Me."

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