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

presses his hands against my

bottom of my shirt

shirt a sharp yank as

as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere across the

too is torn to

stomach and

as I

and releases me

feel the dampness in my panties,

body craves

grabs my leggings and pulls them down

follow, leaving me bare

at the knee, bending them and placing the soles of

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

embarrassment at how utterly exposed my

his gaze on my body,

across my folds,

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

feel more confident

corners of his mouth

really want me to touch you that

nod

me more than I have

make you cum, little mouse, many, many

God I want that.

you need

hoping he had forgotten about that

any warning, Issac's hand swings up and

to please Issac.He shoves my

all, I will add

his fingers along my folds, before spanking me

and close my eyes, but am careful to

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I reach

his fingers to spread my lips apart,

comes down directly on top of

let out a squeal at the sharp

"Ten."

final count as Isaac moves his

fingers are pressing hard against my clit,

the edge of the table,

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads

rotate with

is building

seems to sense this, as the

and pleasure shoots out

is building closer and closer

legs begin to close on their own, but they

to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

my legs

rubs faster, harder, stretching out

shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

as my body trembles

fingers haven't slowed down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two other digits have

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm

little mouse, you

are little comfort to me at

angling them upwards and

back arches up and my hips begin to rotate in

down my body in

my hands have an iron grip

of my legs and puts

up my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly

while his hand inside my core moves faster and more

and my orgasm quickly

head back as my pleasure begins to

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

back open,

let out a strangled cry of disappointed at my unsatisfied

be touched, to be

fingers lightly over my swollen

in his mouth, sucking

in for seconds I finally

"Please."

was all I

pussy as he slides his fingers back

has a wicked

you will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my mouth, my mind reacting on instinct to his

wants me to beg, so I

suddenly pull out and slam

reach a speed

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked into

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