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."

he

his hands against my

to the bottom of my shirt before grabbing

a sharp yank as he tears the

scraps are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown

too is torn

up my stomach and

my hardened nipples as I arch

responsive.’ He murmurs, and releases me from his delicious hold on

the dampness in my panties, and

craves

and pulls them down my legs, taking my panties with

follow, leaving me

my legs at the knee, bending them and placing the

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

at how utterly

on my body, and it lingers

my folds,

your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I want to see you.All

feel more confident

mouse.’ The corners

want me to touch you that

nod my head

wanted him to touch me more than I have ever wanted

you cum, little

God I want that.

first, you need to

hoping he had forgotten

any warning, Issac's hand swings up and

seem to please Issac.He

legs move at all, I

fingers along my

but am careful to not move my

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

to count until I reach

using his fingers to spread my

smack comes down directly on top of my

out a squeal at the

"Ten."

as Isaac moves his fingers

are pressing hard against my clit, circling

squeeze the edge of the table, and

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

begin to rotate with the rhythm of his

pleasure is building

as the

against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls down my

closer and closer to it's

their own, but they don't get

his free hand to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I find

faster, harder,

and withers beneath his

"Issac."

his name as my body trembles

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

"Please."

sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one

little mouse, you can handle

words are little comfort to me

and causing a loud shriek

and my hips begin to rotate in time with

down my body in

curled and my hands

my legs and puts

my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly and running

while his hand inside my core moves faster

legs tremble and

head back as my

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

eyes snap back open, as my

let out a strangled cry of disappointed at

aches to be touched,

my

pops his fingers in his mouth, sucking

back in for seconds I

"Please."

was all I could manage in

fingers gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers back

a wicked grin

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

wants me to beg, so I

fingers suddenly pull out and slam back in, brutality and

fingers reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

as my pleasure is

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