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

his hands against my

bottom of my

sharp yank as he tears the fabric in

my bra is tugged

is torn to

hands slid up my stomach and cup my breasts,

as I arch my chest further into

me from

panties, and I

craves his

grabs my leggings and pulls them down my

shoes follow, leaving me bare

bending them and placing the soles of my feet flat

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

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed

can feel his gaze on my body, and it

was roaming across my

be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I want to see you.All

comfort me, and make me feel more confident of my position

little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks

me to touch you that

quickly nod my head

wanted him to touch me more than I have

you cum, little

God I want that.

you need to be

hoping he had forgotten

warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks me between my

seem to please

legs move at all,

fingers along my folds,

and close my eyes, but am careful to not move

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I reach

spread my

down directly on top of

at the

"Ten."

my final count as Isaac moves his

fingers are pressing hard against my clit,

the edge of the table, and my toes curl

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm of his

pleasure is building

to sense this, as the pace of his

pleasure shoots out of my core

building closer

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

uses his free hand to shove my legs back apart and hold them

"Keep.Them.Open."

my legs

rubs faster, harder, stretching

and withers beneath his

"Issac."

moan out his name as my body trembles from the

has taken over the job, and two other digits

"Please."

sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one

mouse, you can handle

are little comfort

them upwards and causing a loud

up and my hips begin

rolls down my body in

my hands have an iron grip

go of my legs and puts his body in place to

slides up my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly

hand inside my

and my

head back as my pleasure begins

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

open, as my

cry of disappointed at

be

my swollen

his fingers in

back in for seconds I

"Please."

was all I could manage in my current

as he

has a wicked grin

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

wants me to

and slam back in,

reach a speed I

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure

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