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."

he let's my

hands

them to the bottom of my shirt before grabbing

yank as he tears the

is tugged of and thrown

too is torn to

slid up my stomach

as I arch my chest

me from his

dampness in my panties,

body craves

pulls them down my legs, taking

shoes follow, leaving me bare to

knee, bending them and placing the soles of my

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

with slight embarrassment at how utterly

on my body, and

roaming across my folds, drinking

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

me feel more confident

see your sweet pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as

me to touch you

nod my

touch me more than I have ever

you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

need

was really hoping he had forgotten about

up and spanks me

the contact, which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my

legs move at all,

my folds, before spanking me

cry out and close my eyes, but am careful

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I reach

to spread

hard smack comes down directly on

a squeal at the sharp

"Ten."

count as Isaac moves his fingers

pressing hard against my clit, circling

the edge of the table, and my toes curl at

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around my

with the rhythm

pleasure is building

this, as the pace

presses firmer against me and pleasure shoots out of

body is building closer and

their own, but they don't get

shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I

faster, harder,

body shakes and withers

"Issac."

his name as my body trembles

taken over the job, and two other digits have slid inside of

"Please."

but the sensation of still being

you can handle

comfort to me at

his fingers, angling them upwards and causing a loud

my hips begin

rolls down my body

curled and my hands have an iron grip on the

of my legs and puts his body in place to

my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly and running his thumb

while his hand inside my core moves

tremble and my orgasm quickly

head back as my pleasure begins to

about to hit, Issac's fingers pull out

eyes snap back open, as my pleasure

let out a strangled cry of

aches to be touched, to be

lightly over my swollen sex, coating

in his

back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

breathy word was all I could

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

wicked grin

Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my mouth, my mind

to

suddenly pull out and slam

fingers reach a speed I never could of

"Good girl"

as my pleasure is kicked

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