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

I expect that you will

was an Alpha, but

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

me happy that he

seem to want

"Gabrielle."

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

and a loud growl leaves

arms over my head and holds

my

like it when I say your

didn't just like it when he said my name,

it only seemed to magnify the dampness of

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

I could manage as an answer was a short nod of my

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

up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to

bit, so

can smell

soft but

and down the valley

my thigh and shoots up, gripping me between my

squeal to leave my lips at the sudden

you like it when

nod my

sharp pain, I loved how his

than this man to keep touching me in every

a good

nose along the side

as he places a soft

feel you

my panties away before shoving

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

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

the small amount of pain dissipates and all that is left is a pleasant

me that I shouldn't 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 this man

just feels so right to be

like my body was made for him,

this strong pull

make him happy

slowly inside of

my walls and

picks up evens out at a brutal

his fingers inside of me, stretching

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

pleasure as I move my hips against

it as an invitation to release my

can hear the buttons clatter against the wooden table as my blouse falls

a loud,

fingers across my stomach, reminding me

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

his voice dripping

completely forgotten about the new

but the last

say that because he sounds angry enough

"Answer.Me."

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