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

the bottom of

yank

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

too is torn

up my stomach and cup my breasts, massaging

thumbs brush over my hardened nipples as I

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

can feel the dampness in my panties, and I

body craves his

pulls them down my legs,

follow, leaving me

and placing the soles of

go, and then presses

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly

on my

across my

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

me feel more confident of my position and less nervous

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

you really want me

quickly nod my

wanted him to touch me more than I have ever wanted

going to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

you need

hoping he had forgotten

swings up and spanks me between my

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

at all, I will add another

runs his fingers along my

eyes, but am careful to not move my legs even

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I

fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my

down directly on top

at the

"Ten."

final count as Isaac moves his fingers around my

are pressing hard

edge of the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around

with the rhythm of

is building

sense this, as the pace of

pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls down my

building closer

to close on their own, but

to shove my legs

"Keep.Them.Open."

pleasure shoots out between my legs as

harder, stretching out my

shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

as my body trembles from

over the job,

"Please."

know what I arn begging for, but the sensation of

mouse, you can

comfort to me at

them upwards and causing a loud

back arches up and my hips begin to rotate

rolls down my body in

are curled and my hands have an

puts his body in place

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

them while his hand inside my core moves faster

tremble and

head back as my

about to

back open, as my pleasure

out a strangled cry

to be touched, to be

fingers lightly over my swollen sex, coating

pops his fingers in his mouth, sucking

goes back in for seconds I

"Please."

breathy word was all I could

gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers back

has a wicked grin on his

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

me to

out and

fingers reach a speed I

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked into

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