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."

says gruffly as he

presses his hands against my

to the bottom of my shirt

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears

scraps are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere

too is torn

hands slid up my stomach and cup

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

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me from his delicious

panties, and I

body craves

down my legs, taking my panties

shoes follow, leaving me bare to

at the knee, bending them and placing the

go, and then

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly

gaze on my

roaming across my

your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I

confident of my

The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks

me

nod my head

touch me more than I have ever

to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

you need

he had

Issac's hand swings up and

seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart into

all, I will

my

am careful to not

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

count until I reach

to spread my lips

hard smack comes down directly on top of

a squeal at

"Ten."

count as Isaac

hard against my

hands squeeze the edge of the table, and

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around

with the rhythm

is

to sense this, as the

against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and

building closer and

close on their own, but they don't get

to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

pleasure shoots out between my

harder, stretching

shakes and withers

"Issac."

out his name as my body

his fingers haven't slowed down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two other digits have slid inside of

"Please."

the sensation of still

little mouse, you

words are little comfort

angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek

arches up and my hips begin to rotate in

rolls down my body in

and my hands have an iron grip

and puts his body in place to keep

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

and plays with them while his hand inside my

and my

throw my head back as my pleasure begins to

about to hit, Issac's fingers pull out

back open,

strangled cry

aches to be touched, to be

my swollen sex, coating

in his mouth,

he goes back in for seconds I

"Please."

I could manage in my current

rub my pussy as he slides his fingers back

has a wicked

beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my

to

pull out and slam back in, brutality and

fingers reach a speed I

"Good girl"

as my pleasure

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