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

his hands against

slowly slides them to the bottom

sharp yank as he tears the fabric

bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere

is torn

my stomach and cup my breasts,

as

and releases me from his delicious hold on

panties, and I know

body craves his

pulls them down my legs, taking my panties

leaving

the knee, bending them and placing the

will go, and then presses down on the inside

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my

his gaze on my body,

across my folds, drinking

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

and make me feel more confident of my position

dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks me in

me to touch you

quickly nod

to touch me more

am going to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

he had forgotten about that little

swings up

not seem to please Issac.He shoves

all, I will add

my folds, before spanking

eyes, but am careful

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until

spread my

hard smack comes down directly on top of my

let out a squeal at the

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves

pressing hard

of the table,

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm of his

pleasure is

as the pace

against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls

body is building closer and closer to

close on their own,

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

"Keep.Them.Open."

my

rubs faster, harder,

body shakes and withers beneath his

"Issac."

moan out his name as my body trembles from the after shocks

down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two

"Please."

begging for, but the sensation of still being fucked post

you

words are little comfort to me

fingers, angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek to

my hips begin to rotate in time with his

rolls down my body

curled and my hands

of my legs and puts his body in place to keep

my breast, massaging it

pinches and plays with them while his hand inside my

and my orgasm quickly

as my

just as my orgasm is about to

snap back open, as my

a strangled cry of disappointed

aches to be

lightly over my swollen sex, coating

fingers in his mouth,

in for

"Please."

word was all I could manage in

pussy as he slides his fingers back

has a wicked grin on

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

to beg, so

fingers suddenly pull out and

a speed I never

"Good girl"

as my pleasure

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