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 my

hands

bottom of my shirt

my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the fabric in

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

is torn

stomach

my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further into

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me

feel the dampness in my panties, and

craves

and pulls them down my legs, taking my panties

leaving me bare

at the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my feet flat on the

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

slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body is to

on my body, and it

my

ever be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I

words comfort me, and make me feel more confident of my position

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

really want me to

quickly nod my

touch me more than I

going to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

you need to

he had forgotten about

hand swings up and

not seem to please Issac.He shoves

your legs move at all, I

my folds, before

and close my eyes, but am

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I reach

his fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my clit

directly on top of

let out a squeal at

"Ten."

count as Isaac

fingers are pressing hard against my

of the table, and my

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads around my

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm

is

this, as the pace of

out

closer

close on their

his free hand to shove my legs

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I find my

faster, harder, stretching

withers

"Issac."

as my body trembles from the after shocks of

has taken over the job,

"Please."

sensation of still

you can

comfort to me at the

upwards and causing a loud shriek to

and my hips begin to rotate

my body

curled and my hands have an iron grip

my legs and puts his body in

my breast, massaging it firmly and running his

them while his hand

tremble and my orgasm

back as

just as my orgasm is about to hit, Issac's fingers

back open, as my pleasure

a strangled cry of disappointed at my unsatisfied

to be touched, to

lightly over my swollen

pops his fingers in his mouth, sucking

he goes back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

was all I could manage in my

my pussy as he slides his fingers back

wicked grin

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

me to beg, so I

out and

speed I

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is

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