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.

sudden contact, a sharp sting forming where his hand

question I

told me he was an Alpha, but somehow

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

low rumble left his chest at the apparent correct usage of his "My name is Issac.I'm only going to ask you one more

Issac.

his name

"I'm Gabrielle"

that he wants to

seem to want to

"Gabrielle."

causes a shiver to run down my spine and wetness to pool

takes a deep breath and a loud growl

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

my

when I

just like it when he said my name, I loved

only seemed to

for him and it was making it very apparent to any werewolf with a

manage as an answer was a

moved from my waist to my thigh,

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

bit, so my bra was

smell

soft but

his nose up and down the valley between my

thigh and

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

it when I

quickly nod my head

the short lived sharp pain, I loved how

this man to keep touching me

good

nose along the side

me as he places a soft kiss

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

shoving two

to easily slip inside, but it

and then a deep moan at the pleasure

the small amount of pain dissipates and

allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an empty

just feels so right to be in his

him, as

this strong pull towards

to make him happy and

move slowly

my walls and curling

evens out

inside of me, stretching

so they reach deeper, hitting a spot inside of

curl at the pleasure as

it as an invitation

against the wooden table as my blouse falls

fingers suddenly stop, and a loud, violent growl leaves

his fingers across my stomach, reminding me

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice

completely forgotten about the new bruise on my

the last thing

only say that because he sounds angry enough

"Answer.Me."

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