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 let's

hands

to the bottom of my shirt before grabbing

sharp yank as he tears the fabric in

aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere

is

up my stomach

nipples as I arch my chest further

releases me from

in my panties, and

body craves his

pulls them down my legs, taking

shoes follow, leaving me bare

bending them and placing the soles of my feet

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

how utterly exposed my body is to

his gaze on my body, and

across my folds,

of your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I

feel more confident of my position and less nervous of his

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

me to touch

nod my

wanted him to touch me more than I have ever wanted

to make you cum, little

God I want that.

first, you need to be

really hoping he had forgotten about

Issac's hand swings up

closed at the contact, which does not seem to please Issac.He shoves

your legs move at all, I will add another

along my folds, before

eyes, but am

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

to count

to spread my lips apart,

smack comes down directly on top of my

let out a squeal at the sharp pain and

"Ten."

give my final count as Isaac moves his fingers around my

are pressing hard against my clit,

the table, and my toes curl at

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads around my

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm

pleasure is

sense this, as the pace of his fingers

presses firmer against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and

body is building closer and closer to it's

to close on their

to shove my legs back

"Keep.Them.Open."

my legs as

harder, stretching out my

and withers beneath his

"Issac."

body trembles from the after shocks of my

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

"Please."

for, but the sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one that is

you

little comfort

upwards and causing a loud shriek to

arches up and my hips begin to

down my body in

and my hands have

legs and puts his

my breast,

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

and my orgasm quickly

head back as my

is about to hit, Issac's

back open,

cry of disappointed at

aches to be touched, to

his fingers lightly over my swollen sex, coating them

his fingers in his mouth, sucking them

in for seconds I

"Please."

all I could manage

pussy as he slides his fingers back inside, pumping

wicked grin on his

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

wants me to

and slam

reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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