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

them to the bottom of my shirt before

a sharp yank as he tears the fabric

scraps are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and

too is

hands slid up my stomach and

thumbs brush over my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further into

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me from his

panties, and I know

body craves his

down my legs, taking

shoes follow, leaving me bare

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

then presses down on the inside of my knee

cheeks flush with slight embarrassment at how

on my body,

was roaming across my

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

me feel more confident of my position and less nervous of his

little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks

really want me

quickly nod my head

touch me more than I have ever wanted

going to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

he had forgotten about that

warning, Issac's hand swings up

legs snap closed at the contact, which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back

your legs move at all, I will

my folds,

my eyes, but am careful to

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

continue to count until

using his fingers to spread my lips apart,

smack comes down directly on top of

a squeal at the sharp pain and

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves his

pressing hard

table, and

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads

begin to rotate with the rhythm of

is

to sense this, as the pace

me and pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls down my

closer and

on their own, but

to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

my legs

rubs faster, harder, stretching out my

body shakes and withers beneath his

"Issac."

moan out his name as my body trembles from the after

the job, and two other digits have slid inside of

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still

mouse, you

are little comfort to me

angling them upwards and causing a

and my hips begin to rotate in time with

down my body

curled and my hands

of my legs and puts his body

my breast, massaging

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

and

head back as my pleasure

is about to hit, Issac's fingers pull

back open,

let out a strangled cry of disappointed at my

core aches to be touched,

lightly over my swollen

fingers in his mouth, sucking them

he goes back in

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage in my

he slides his

a wicked grin

beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out

to

suddenly pull out and slam back in,

reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked

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