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

hands

bottom of my shirt before grabbing

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the

is

too is torn

slid up my stomach and

as I

murmurs, and releases me from

feel the dampness in my panties, and I know he can smell

craves

and pulls them down my legs, taking

follow, leaving me bare

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

legs apart as far as they will go, and then presses down on the inside of my knee

with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body

gaze on my body,

was roaming across my folds,

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

make me feel more confident of

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

you really want me

nod

me more than I

going to make you cum, little mouse, many, many

God I want that.

need

hoping he had

any warning, Issac's hand swings up and

to please Issac.He shoves

at all, I will

along my folds,

out and close 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.

continue to count until I

his fingers to spread my

down directly on top of my

squeal at

"Ten."

as Isaac moves his fingers

fingers are pressing hard against my

table, and my toes

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm of

is

sense this, as the pace

out of my core and rolls

is building closer and

begin to close on their

uses his free hand to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

pleasure shoots out between my legs as I find

harder, stretching out

and withers beneath

"Issac."

out his name as my body

down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two other digits have

"Please."

the sensation of

you

comfort to me at

and causing a loud

up and my hips begin

rolls down my body in

are curled and my hands have an

legs and puts his body in

cups my breast, massaging it firmly and running his

and plays with them while his hand inside my

and

back as my pleasure

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

back open, as

a strangled cry

aches to be

over my swollen sex, coating

fingers in his mouth,

goes back in for

"Please."

I could manage

my pussy as he slides his fingers back

wicked grin on

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

wants me to beg,

fingers suddenly pull out and

a speed I never

"Good girl"

as my pleasure is

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