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.

the sudden contact, a sharp sting forming where his hand had

ask you a question I expect that you will

he was an Alpha, but

He reeked of power.

An Alpha's power.

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

Issac.

name

"I'm Gabrielle"

that he

never seem to want to know who

"Gabrielle."

a shiver to run down my spine and

breath and

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

tightly grips my waist, my

I say your name,

like it when he said my

seemed to magnify the

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

manage as an answer was a short nod

tingling in anticipation as his hand moved

up the inside of my thigh as his head dipped to press

so my bra was still clearly

smell your

but

nose up and

hand suddenly leaves the inside of my thigh and shoots

squeal to leave

you like it when I

my head

pain, I loved

wanted nothing more than this man to keep touching me in every

a good

coos, running his nose along

me as he places a

to feel you squeeze my fingers in that beautiful cunt of

away before shoving two fingers deep

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

a deep moan at the pleasure

and all that is left is a pleasant

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

right to be in

for him, as if

this strong

want to make him happy and please

slowly inside

my walls and curling

picks up evens out

inside of me,

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

pleasure as I move my

he takes it as an invitation to

against the wooden

fingers suddenly stop, and a loud, violent

his fingers across my stomach, reminding

"Who did this, Gabrielle?"

growls out, his voice

forgotten about the new bruise on my

about that but the last thing I needed was him

he

"Answer.Me."

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