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

presses his hands against my

slowly slides them to the bottom

gives my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the

tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and thrown somewhere across the

is torn

hands slid up my stomach and cup my breasts, massaging

hardened nipples as I arch my chest further into

me from his delicious hold on

my panties,

craves his

my leggings and pulls them down

follow, leaving me bare

at the knee, bending them and placing the soles of my feet flat

then presses down on the inside

flush with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body is

gaze on my

was roaming across my

of your body.Don't ever hide your

make me feel more confident of my

your sweet pussy is dripping, little mouse.’ The corners

want me to

quickly nod

more than I have ever wanted

going to make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

you need to

he had

Issac's hand swings up

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

your legs move at all, I will

his fingers along my

cry out and close my eyes, but am careful to not move my

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count

his fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my clit to

down directly on top of my

out a squeal at the

"Ten."

Isaac moves

pressing hard against my

edge of the table, and my

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads

rotate with the

is

as the

firmer against me and pleasure shoots out of my core

is building closer

their own, but

free hand to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my

harder, stretching out my

shakes and withers beneath his talented

"Issac."

name as my body trembles from the

rather, his thumb has taken over the job,

"Please."

the sensation of still being fucked post

little mouse, you can handle

are little comfort to me at the

them upwards and causing a loud

and my hips begin to rotate in time

rolls down my body

are curled and my hands have an iron grip on

and puts his body

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

with them while his hand inside

legs tremble and my orgasm quickly

head back as my

is about

open,

a strangled cry

to be touched, to

over my

in his

he goes back in for

"Please."

was all I could manage

fingers gently rub my pussy as he

has a wicked

for it "Please Issac, please let me cum.’ The

wants me to beg, so I

fingers suddenly pull out and slam back in, brutality

fingers reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

pleasure

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