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 let's my

hands

to the bottom

shirt a sharp yank as

is tugged of

too is torn to

my stomach and

brush over my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further

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

can feel the dampness in my panties,

body craves

and pulls them down

shoes follow, leaving me bare

knee, bending them and placing the soles

they will go, and then presses down on the inside of my knee to

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body is to

my body,

roaming across my folds, drinking me

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

make me feel more confident of my position and less nervous

is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as

you really want me to touch you

quickly nod my head

me more than I have ever wanted anything

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

God I want that.

first, you need

had forgotten about that little

swings up and spanks me

seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back

your legs move at all, I

his fingers along my folds, before

out and close my eyes, but am careful to not move

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

count

using his fingers to spread

smack comes down directly on

out a squeal at

"Ten."

Isaac moves his fingers

fingers are pressing hard

edge of the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads

begin to rotate with the rhythm

pleasure is building

as

pleasure shoots out of my core

building closer

legs begin to close on their own, but they

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

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I

faster, harder, stretching out

and withers beneath his talented

"Issac."

my body trembles from the after shocks

his fingers haven't slowed down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job,

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm

little mouse, you can

little comfort to me

angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek

arches up and my hips begin to rotate in time with his

my body in

toes are curled and my hands

legs and puts his

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

and plays with them while his hand inside my core moves faster and

and my

head back as my

as my orgasm is about

snap back open, as

out a strangled cry of disappointed at

to be

fingers lightly over my swollen

his fingers in

back in for seconds

"Please."

all I could manage in my

rub my pussy as he slides

has a wicked grin on his

please let

to

and slam back in, brutality and

speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked

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