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

his hands against my

to the bottom

shirt a sharp yank as he tears the fabric in

aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere across

is torn

stomach and cup my breasts,

nipples as I arch my chest further

He murmurs, and releases me

dampness in my panties, and

craves

them down

follow, leaving me bare to

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

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

flush with slight embarrassment at how

feel his gaze on my body, and

my folds,

don't ever be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide your

more confident of my position and less nervous of his focused

sweet pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks me

want me to

quickly nod

him to touch me more than I

make you cum,

God I want that.

need to

hoping he had forgotten

warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks me

which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart into

at all, I will

his fingers along my

and close my eyes, but am careful to not

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I

spread my lips apart, exposing my

down directly on top of my

at the

"Ten."

as Isaac moves his fingers around my

hard against my clit,

of the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around my

begin to rotate with

pleasure is

seems to sense this, as

shoots out of my core and

closer and closer to

their own, but they don't

to shove my legs back apart and hold them

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as

faster, harder, stretching

and withers beneath

"Issac."

my body trembles from the after shocks of my

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

"Please."

I arn begging for, but the sensation of still being

little mouse, you can

little comfort to me at

fingers, angling them upwards and causing a

and my hips begin

rolls down my body in

toes are curled and my hands have an iron

of my legs and puts his body in place to keep them

cups my breast, massaging it

pinches and plays with them while his hand inside my core moves faster

tremble and my orgasm

my head back as my pleasure begins to consume

about to hit, Issac's fingers

back open, as my pleasure

strangled cry of disappointed at my unsatisfied

core aches to be touched,

his fingers lightly over my

pops his fingers in his mouth,

goes back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

was all I could manage

gently rub my pussy as he

has a wicked grin on his

Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour

me to beg,

suddenly pull out and slam back

a speed I

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked

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