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 arms

presses his hands

to the bottom of my shirt

yank as he tears the

are tossed aside as my bra is tugged of and

too is

stomach and cup my breasts,

hardened nipples as

me from his

in my panties, and I know

craves his

grabs my leggings and pulls them down my

shoes follow, leaving me bare

them and placing the soles

then

embarrassment at how utterly exposed

on my body, and it

my

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

more confident of

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

me to touch you

quickly nod my head

wanted him to touch me more

going to make you cum, little mouse, many, many

God I want that.

you need to

was really hoping he had forgotten

warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks me between my

seem to please Issac.He shoves my legs back apart into their original

at all, I will add another

fingers along my folds, before spanking

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.

to count

pauses, before using his fingers to spread my lips

smack comes down directly on top

let out a squeal at the sharp pain and

"Ten."

count as Isaac moves his fingers

pressing hard against

table, and

Issac's fingers are magic.

feeling spreads around

hips begin to rotate with the rhythm

is

sense this, as

and pleasure shoots out

closer

their own, but

hand to shove my legs back apart

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs

harder,

body shakes and withers beneath

"Issac."

as my body trembles from the after shocks of

his fingers haven't slowed down, rather, his thumb has taken over the job, and two other digits have slid inside

"Please."

sensation of still being fucked post orgasm is one that is

little mouse, you can handle

little comfort

fingers, angling them upwards and causing

begin to rotate in

my

and my hands have an iron grip on the

puts his body in place to

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

while his hand inside my

tremble and my orgasm

my head back as my pleasure begins

about to hit, Issac's fingers pull

open, as my pleasure

let out a strangled cry of

to be touched, to be

runs his fingers lightly over my swollen sex, coating them

fingers in his mouth,

in

"Please."

breathy word was all I

gently rub my pussy as he slides his fingers back inside,

has 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 mouth, my mind reacting

to beg, so

out and

fingers reach a speed I never could

"Good girl"

as my pleasure is kicked

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