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."

he let's my arms

his hands against

to the bottom of my shirt before

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the

as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere

too is torn

my stomach and

as I arch my

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me from his delicious

panties, and I know he can smell

body craves his

down my legs, taking my

shoes follow, leaving

them and placing the soles

far as they will go, and then

slight embarrassment at how

on my body,

across my folds,

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

words comfort me, and make me feel more confident of my position and less nervous of

can see your sweet pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn

you really want me to touch you that

nod

me more than I have ever wanted

you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

was really hoping he had

swings up and

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

legs move at all, I will add another

fingers along my folds, before

close my eyes, but 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

pauses, before using his fingers to spread my

down directly on top

a squeal at

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves

are pressing hard against my

table, and my toes curl at

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads

rotate with the

is

seems to sense this, as the

and pleasure shoots out of my core

is building closer and closer

on their own, but

free hand to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

shoots out between my legs as

harder, stretching

shakes and withers beneath his talented

"Issac."

his name as my body trembles from

the job, and two other digits have slid inside of me,

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still being

little mouse, you

little comfort to

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

back arches up and my hips begin

rolls down my

my hands have an

and puts his body

cups my breast, massaging

hand inside my core moves faster and more

tremble and my orgasm quickly

my head back as my pleasure begins to

my orgasm is about to hit, Issac's fingers

eyes snap back open, as my

out a strangled cry

aches to be touched, to be

over my swollen sex, coating

his fingers in

he goes back in

"Please."

was all I could manage

he slides his fingers back inside,

wicked grin on

Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my mouth, my mind reacting on instinct to

to beg,

and slam back in,

fingers reach a speed I

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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