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.

sharp sting forming where his hand had

I ask you a question I expect that you will

was an Alpha, but somehow I just

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

rumble left his chest at the apparent correct usage of his "My

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants to know my

to want to know

"Gabrielle."

lips causes a shiver to run

a deep breath and a loud growl

pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of his, my legs still dangling off the table with him

grips my waist, my

I

just like it when he

he spoke it only seemed to

yearned for him and it was making it very apparent to any

could manage as an answer was a short nod

his hand moved from my waist to my thigh, and then began

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

dried a bit, so my

can smell

began soft but ended with a

ran his nose up and down the valley between my

thigh and

causing a little squeal to leave my lips at

you like it

nod my head at

loved how his touch felt between my

more than this man to keep touching me

good

his nose along the

me as he

make you feel so good.I want to feel you squeeze my fingers

shoving two fingers deep inside of

inside, but it didn't help with

pain, and then a deep moan at the pleasure that

amount of pain dissipates and all

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

feels so right to be in

made for him, as

this strong pull

make him happy and

fingers move slowly inside

caressing my walls

evens

his fingers inside of me,

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

pleasure as I move my hips against his

towards him and he takes it as an

the buttons clatter against the wooden table as my blouse falls

stop, and a

fingers across my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice dripping in

had completely forgotten about the new bruise on my

pissed about that but the last thing I needed was him to

say that because he sounds

"Answer.Me."

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