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 let's my

his hands

the bottom of my

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the

is tugged of and thrown

is torn

my stomach and cup my

as I

murmurs, and releases me from his delicious hold on

the dampness in my panties,

body craves

them down my legs, taking

follow, leaving me bare

knee, bending them and placing the soles of

apart as far as they will go, and then

how

my body, and it

across my

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

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

pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners of

want me

quickly nod my

him to touch me more than

going to make you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

was really hoping he had forgotten about that little

any warning, Issac's hand swings up

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

all, I will

fingers along my folds, before spanking me

and close my eyes, but am careful to not move

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I

spread

down directly on

a squeal at the sharp

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves his fingers around

fingers are pressing hard

the table, and my toes curl at

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around

with the rhythm of

pleasure is

seems to sense this, as the pace of his

and pleasure shoots out of my core

body is building closer and closer

begin to close on their own, but

shove my legs back apart and

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs as I

faster, harder, stretching

body shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

my body

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

"Please."

the sensation

mouse, you can handle

comfort to me at the

and

begin to rotate in time with

rolls down my body in

my hands have an iron grip on the

and puts his body in place to keep them

my breast, massaging it

while his hand inside

and my

back as my

my orgasm is about to hit,

snap back open, as

cry of disappointed

be touched, to

over my

fingers in his mouth, sucking them

he goes back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage in

pussy as he slides his fingers back

wicked

please let me cum.’ The words pour out of my mouth, my mind reacting on instinct to his

me to beg, so

suddenly pull out and

fingers reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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