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 where his hand

I expect that you will answer

hadn't told me he was an Alpha, but somehow

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

his name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he wants to

never seem to want to know who I

"Gabrielle."

shiver to run down my spine

deep breath and a loud growl leaves his

pushes me to lie flat on the table and pulls my arms over my head and holds them in one of

grips my waist, my skirt

you like it when I say

just like it when he

it only seemed to magnify the dampness of my

was making it very apparent to any werewolf with a

manage as an answer

anticipation as his hand moved from my waist

of my thigh as his head dipped to press a kiss

dried a bit, so my

can smell your

but ended

nose up and

thigh

little squeal to leave my lips at

you like it when I

nod my

loved how his

than this man to keep touching me in every

a good girl.My

coos, running his nose along the side of

begins to slowly palm me as he places a

feel you

ripped my panties away before shoving two fingers deep inside of

my legs allowed his fingers to easily slip inside, but it didn't

then a deep moan at the pleasure that comes when

and all that

common sense tells me that I shouldn't be allowing a random werewolf to grab me and start fingering me in an

right to be in

my body was made for him, as if we

have this strong pull

to make him

fingers move slowly inside

my walls and curling his

evens out

fingers inside of me, stretching

a spot inside of

the pleasure as I move my hips against

he takes it as an invitation to release my arms and rip open my

clatter against the wooden

and a

drags his fingers across my stomach, reminding me of

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

out, his voice dripping

completely forgotten about the

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

that because he sounds angry enough to do

"Answer.Me."

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