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

presses his hands against

bottom of my

gives my shirt a sharp yank as

my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere across

is torn to

up my stomach

nipples as I arch my chest further

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me from his

my panties,

body craves his

pulls them down my legs, taking my

follow, leaving

them and placing the

my legs apart as far as they will go, and then presses down on the inside of my knee to get

cheeks flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body

my body, and it lingers between

my folds, drinking

body.Don't ever hide your body from

make me feel more confident of my position and

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

really want me to touch

nod my

to touch me more

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

God I want that.

you need to

he had forgotten about

any warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks

closed at the contact, which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart into their original

all, I

fingers along my

cry out and close my eyes, but am careful to

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

continue to count until I

spread my lips apart, exposing my clit to

down directly on

let out a squeal at

"Ten."

count as Isaac

hard against my clit, circling

the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads around my

rotate with the

is building

as the pace

pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls

building closer and closer to

their own, but they don't

to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs

rubs faster, harder, stretching

withers beneath his talented

"Issac."

as my body

has taken over the job, and two other

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one

mouse, you

are little comfort

angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek to leave

my hips begin

my body

my hands have

and puts his

my stomach and cups my breast, massaging

while his hand

and my

as my pleasure

as my orgasm is about to hit,

open, as

strangled cry of disappointed at

core aches to be touched, to

runs his fingers lightly over my swollen sex,

his fingers in

back in for seconds I

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage in my current

fingers gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers

a wicked grin

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 mouth, my mind reacting on instinct

me to beg, so I

out and slam back in,

speed I

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked into

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