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."

gruffly as he let's

hands against my

them to the bottom of

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears

my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere

is torn to

stomach and cup

my hardened nipples as I

me

dampness in my panties, and

craves his

grabs my leggings and pulls them down my legs,

leaving

carefully lifts my legs at the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my

they will go, and then

with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body is to

can feel his gaze on my body,

my

ever hide

feel more confident of my position and

sweet pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth

want me to touch you

quickly nod my

me more than I have

to make you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

really hoping he had forgotten about that

swings up

legs snap closed at the contact, which does not seem to

at all,

along my

am careful to not move my

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

continue to count until I

before using his fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my clit

down directly

a squeal at

"Ten."

Isaac moves

pressing hard

of the table, and my

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads

with the rhythm of

pleasure is building

this, as

against me and pleasure shoots out of my

building closer and

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

free hand to shove my legs back apart and hold them

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my

rubs faster, harder, stretching out

and withers

"Issac."

out his name as my body trembles from the

has taken over the job, and two other

"Please."

I arn begging for, but the sensation of still being fucked post

mouse, you can handle

are little comfort to me

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

and my hips begin

my

and my hands have

my legs and puts his body in place

up my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it

his hand inside my core moves faster and

tremble and my

as my pleasure begins

my orgasm is about to hit, Issac's fingers pull

back open,

let out a strangled cry of disappointed at

to be touched,

lightly over my swollen sex, coating them in my

fingers in his

in for seconds I finally

"Please."

I could manage in

gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers

a wicked grin on his

little mouse, then you will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my mouth, my mind reacting on

to beg, so I

suddenly pull out and slam back in, brutality and

a speed I never

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure

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