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

presses his hands

to the bottom of my shirt before

a sharp yank as he tears the

aside as my bra is tugged of and

too is torn

hands slid up my stomach and

hardened nipples as I arch my chest further

releases me from his delicious hold

my panties, and I know he can

craves his

pulls them down my legs, taking

shoes follow, leaving me bare

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

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

at how

on my body, and it lingers

was roaming across my folds,

your body.Don't ever hide your

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

corners

me to touch

quickly nod my

touch me more

you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

had forgotten about

any warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks

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

your legs move at all,

my folds,

but am careful to not move my

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until

before using his fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my clit to

comes down directly on top of my

out a squeal at the sharp

"Ten."

as Isaac moves

pressing hard against my clit, circling

table,

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around my

with

pleasure is building

this, as the

pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls down

body is building closer and closer to

their own,

free hand to shove my legs back apart

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs as I find

rubs faster, harder, stretching out my

body shakes and withers

"Issac."

moan out his name as my body trembles from the after shocks of my

over the job, and two other digits have slid inside of me,

"Please."

the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm

mouse, you can

are little comfort to me

upwards and causing a loud shriek to

up and my hips begin to

rolls down my body

my hands have an iron

lets go of my legs and puts his body in

stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly and

with them while his hand inside my core moves

legs tremble and my

back as my pleasure begins

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

eyes snap back open,

cry

to be touched,

his fingers lightly over my swollen sex,

in his mouth, sucking

he goes back in for seconds I

"Please."

breathy word was all I

as he

wicked grin

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

to beg,

pull out and slam back

speed I never could of

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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