Stakes Claim On Her

Chapter 8: Breakfast of Champions 

Gabrielle 

Isaac places his hand against my back and guides me into the diner.

When we enter a large table it is laid out with all sorts of delicious breakfast foods.

Seeing as I'm a human, growing up my family never had enough money to afford these kinds of sweets, and these were not the kinds of foods that my work provided.

In fact, these kinds of foods were strictly prohibited.

So seeing all these things laid out before me made my heart bloom.

Issac must of known that these treats were probably something I have never eaten before, and something I would really want to try.

The small diner was completely empty, and only one table for two was Set.

Issac must have set this all up with Margret.

I can't help but detach myself from Issac and hurry over to the table, admiring all the goodies.

I hear Issac chuckle behind me, but pay it no attention.

My sole focus is on this table.

There are donuts, pancakes, French Toast, danishes, and mountains of other pasties I don't know the name of.

There is also fruit and assorted breakfast meats.

This is truly a feast fit for an Alpha.

"Thank you Issac’' I say as I turn around to face him.

"I've never had anything like this before.’’ I feel a pressure in my chest, like I want to cry.

I don't know why, it's only food, yet it's making me emotional.

It's just another hard part about being a human in a world of creatures far more powerful then yourself.

The little things, like breakfast pasties mean a lot.

Isaac walks up to me and reaches up to caress my cheek.

"Anything for you.’’ He looks at me in a way I never have been looked at before.

He looks adoringly at me, and it makes me feel whole.

He reaches behind me and hands me one of the plates.

"Take whatever you want"

With that, I turn around and pile my plate up high.

Isaac does the same, though I must say, his plate dwarfs mine.

We bring them over to a small table set up for us.

Once I am seated I begin to look around the diner.

It has a retro theme, and is really well kept.

I would love to see this place packed.

I note that Margret has vanished as I pop the first bite into my mouth, moaning at the flavor.

It's deliciously sweet and rather fruity.

I take a few more bites.

"It's all delicious."

I tell Issac, after trying a few more sweets.

"Itis.

But there is something else I would rather taste"

He has a mischievous look in his eyes.

"What?"

He has already eaten most of his plate and he grabbed a little of just about everything.

What more could he want to taste? Issac lunges across the table and lifts me up out of my seat.

I let out a sharp squeal at the sudden movement.

"Just like a mouse."

Issac comments as he quickly lays me down on a nearby table.

Issac presses firm kisses along my cheek and down my neck.

He kisses his way back up to my ear.

"It's you that I want to taste, little mouse’ I can't help either the blush that tints my cheeks, or the wetness that pools between my legs at his words.

Issac grabs my arms are places them above my head.

He holds my hands in his as he forces me to grip the back edge of the table.

"Do not let go."

as he let's my arms

his hands against

to the bottom of my shirt

shirt a sharp yank as he

is tugged of and thrown somewhere across

too is

slid up my stomach and

nipples as I arch my chest further into

murmurs, and releases me from

my panties, and I know he

body craves

pulls them down my legs, taking my panties with

leaving me

legs at the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my feet flat

as they will go, and then presses down on the inside of my

slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed

his gaze on my body, and it

my folds, drinking

your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I want

and make me feel more confident of

corners of his mouth turn up as he

me to

quickly nod

him to touch me more than I have ever wanted

make you cum, little mouse,

God I want that.

need

had forgotten

swings up and

does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart

at all, I will

his fingers along my folds, before spanking me

am careful to not move my legs even

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I reach

pauses, before using his fingers to spread my lips

hard smack comes down directly

squeal at the sharp

"Ten."

as Isaac moves

are pressing hard against my clit, circling

of the table, and my

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

to rotate with the

is

seems to sense this, as the

presses firmer against me and pleasure shoots out of my

building closer and closer to it's

legs begin to close on their own, but they don't

his free hand to shove my legs back apart and

"Keep.Them.Open."

my legs as

harder,

body shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

as my body trembles from

rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two other digits have slid inside of

"Please."

begging for, but the sensation

mouse, you can handle

words are little comfort

his fingers, angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek to leave my

and my hips begin to rotate in time with his

my body

toes are curled and my hands

lets go of my legs and puts his body in place to keep

stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly and running his

pinches and plays with them while his hand inside

legs tremble and my orgasm quickly

throw my head back as my pleasure begins

about to hit,

open,

let out a strangled cry of disappointed at my

aches to be touched,

over my

his fingers in his mouth, sucking

back in for

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage

gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers

has a wicked grin on

you want to cum, little mouse, then you will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out

me to beg, so I

out and slam

a speed I never could

"Good girl"

pleasure is

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