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."

as he let's my arms

his hands

bottom of

shirt a sharp yank as he tears the fabric in

are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of

is torn to

my stomach and

over my hardened nipples as I arch my

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

dampness in my panties, and I

body craves

my leggings and pulls them down my legs, taking

leaving me

and placing

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

slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body

gaze on my body, and

my folds, drinking

your body.Don't ever hide your body

me feel more confident of my position and less

mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn up as he looks me in the

me to

nod

more than I

going to make you

God I want that.

you need to

really hoping he had forgotten about

hand swings up and

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

legs move at all, I

fingers along my folds, before spanking

am careful to not

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

continue to count until

before using his fingers to spread my lips

comes down directly on top

at the

"Ten."

as Isaac moves his

are pressing hard against

the edge of the table,

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads

with

is building

seems to sense this, as the pace

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

building closer

their own, but

free hand to shove my legs

"Keep.Them.Open."

shoots out between my legs

faster, harder,

shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

body trembles from the

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

"Please."

know what I arn begging for, but the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one that

mouse, you can handle

words are little comfort to me at

his fingers, angling them upwards and causing a loud shriek to

hips begin to

my

toes are curled and my hands have an

puts

hand slides up my stomach and cups my breast, massaging it firmly and running

with them while his hand inside my core moves faster and more

and my orgasm

as my pleasure begins

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

back open, as my

out a strangled cry of

be touched,

over my swollen sex, coating

in his mouth, sucking them

goes back in for seconds I finally

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage in my current

my pussy as he slides his fingers back inside,

a wicked

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

me to beg, so

pull out and slam

a speed I

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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