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."

says gruffly as he let's my

his hands against

bottom of

yank as he tears the fabric in

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

too is torn to

stomach and cup my breasts,

my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further

releases me

my panties,

body craves his

and pulls them down my legs, taking my

follow, leaving me bare

the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my feet

pushes my legs apart as far as they will go, and then presses down

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

on my body, and it

roaming across my folds,

don't ever be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I want to see you.All of

me feel more confident of my position and less nervous of

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

me to touch

nod my

to touch me more than I have ever wanted anything

make you cum, little

God I want that.

first, you need to

he had forgotten about that little

hand swings up and spanks

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

your legs move at all, I will add

my

out and close my eyes, but am careful to

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

to count until I reach

fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my clit to

down directly

a squeal at the

"Ten."

my final count as Isaac moves

hard against my clit,

hands squeeze the edge of the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around

to rotate with

pleasure is building

to sense this, as the pace of his fingers

presses firmer against me and pleasure shoots out

building closer and closer to it's

legs begin to close on their own, but

hand to shove my legs back

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I

faster, harder, stretching out my

and withers

"Issac."

as my body trembles from

taken over the job, and two

"Please."

know what I arn begging for, but the sensation of still

mouse, you can

are little comfort to me at the

angling them upwards and causing a

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

down my body

curled and my hands

puts

cups my breast, massaging it firmly

his hand inside my core moves faster

legs tremble and

my head back as my pleasure begins to

about to hit, Issac's fingers pull

open,

a strangled cry of

core aches to be touched, to be

fingers lightly over my swollen sex,

his fingers in his mouth,

in for seconds I finally

"Please."

all I could manage in my

as he slides his fingers back inside, pumping

wicked

please let me cum.’ The words

me to beg,

fingers suddenly pull out and

a speed

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked

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