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

presses his hands

the bottom of my shirt

my shirt a sharp yank as

aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere across the

too is torn to

stomach and cup my breasts, massaging

nipples as I arch my chest further into

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me

feel the dampness in my panties, and

craves his

down my

follow, leaving me

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

go, and then presses down on the inside of my knee to get a wider

at how utterly exposed my body

on my body, and it lingers

roaming across my folds,

your body.Don't ever hide your body from

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

dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his

want me to touch you that

nod

me more than I have ever

you cum,

God I want that.

you need to be

hoping he had forgotten about that

Issac's hand swings up and spanks me

to please Issac.He

move at all, I will add

my folds,

my eyes, but am careful to not move my legs

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

continue to count until I reach

fingers to spread

hard smack comes down directly on top of my

out a squeal at the sharp pain

"Ten."

my final count as Isaac moves his

fingers are pressing hard against my

the edge of the table, and my toes

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads

begin to rotate with the rhythm

is building

as the pace

out of my core and rolls down my

is building closer and closer to it's

on their own, but they don't

free hand to shove my legs

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs as I

faster, harder, stretching out

shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

moan out his name as my body trembles

taken over the job, and two other digits have slid inside

"Please."

the sensation of

little mouse, you can

comfort to

fingers, angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek

and my hips begin to rotate in time with his

rolls down my body in

hands have an iron

lets go of my legs and puts his body

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

his hand inside my core moves

and my

my head back as

about to hit, Issac's

snap back open, as my

a strangled cry of disappointed at my

core aches to be touched,

runs his fingers lightly over my swollen sex, coating them in

his fingers in his

back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

word was all I could

my pussy as he slides his fingers back

a wicked grin

will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please

me to

fingers suddenly pull out and slam back in,

reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is

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