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."

as he

his hands

slides them to the bottom of my shirt

gives my shirt a sharp yank as

scraps are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and

is

stomach and cup my

brush over my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further into

me

in my panties, and I know

craves his

them down my legs,

shoes follow, leaving me

the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my feet flat on the

pushes my legs apart as far as they will go, and then presses down on

at how

feel his gaze on my body, and it lingers between

my folds, drinking me

ever be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide

make me feel more confident of my position and

The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks me in

want me to touch you that

nod my head

more

to make you cum, little

God I want that.

need to

hoping he had forgotten

up and spanks me between my

contact, which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart

all, I will

his fingers along my folds, before spanking

and close my eyes, but am careful to

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until

fingers to spread my

comes down directly on top of my

at

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves his fingers around my

fingers are pressing hard against my clit, circling

table, and my

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around my

begin to rotate with the rhythm of

pleasure is

sense this, as the pace of his

against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls

body is building closer and closer

begin to close on their

uses his free hand to shove my legs back apart

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as

harder, stretching out my

body shakes and withers beneath his talented

"Issac."

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

the job, and

"Please."

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

mouse, you can handle

are little comfort to me

them upwards and causing a loud shriek

hips begin to rotate

rolls down my body

hands

puts

my breast, massaging it

his hand inside my core moves faster and

and my

back as my

about

open, as

out a strangled cry of disappointed at my

core aches to be

lightly over my swollen sex,

pops his fingers in his

goes back in

"Please."

was all I could manage

rub my pussy as he slides his fingers back inside, pumping

has a wicked grin on

cum, little mouse, then you will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’

wants me to beg, so

and slam back

reach a speed

"Good girl"

as my pleasure is kicked

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