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 my arms

hands against my

the bottom of my

gives my shirt a sharp yank

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

too is torn to

slid up my stomach and

as

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

the dampness in my panties, and I

craves

them down my legs, taking my panties

follow, leaving me

bending them and placing the soles of my

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

embarrassment at how utterly exposed

my body,

roaming across my folds, drinking me

body.Don't ever hide

feel more confident of my position and less nervous of his

mouse.’ The corners of his mouth turn

want me to touch you that

quickly nod my

more than I have

you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need

hoping he had forgotten about

any warning, Issac's hand swings up

does not seem to please Issac.He shoves my

legs move at all, I will add another

fingers along my

eyes, but am careful to not move

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until I

fingers to spread my

smack comes down directly

a squeal at the sharp pain

"Ten."

Isaac moves his fingers around

fingers are pressing hard against my clit,

the edge of the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

begin to rotate with the rhythm

pleasure is building

to sense this, as the

and pleasure shoots out of my core and rolls down my

closer

legs begin to close on their own, but

hand to shove my legs back apart and hold them

"Keep.Them.Open."

out between my legs as I

faster, harder, stretching out my

shakes and withers

"Issac."

out his name as my body trembles from the after shocks

has taken over the job, and two other digits have

"Please."

I arn begging for, but the sensation of

you can

words are little comfort to me

and causing a loud shriek to

hips begin to rotate in time with

rolls down my body

curled and my hands have

of my legs and puts his body in place to keep

my breast, massaging it firmly and running his thumb

plays with them while his hand inside my core

legs tremble and my

as my pleasure begins to

as my orgasm is about

back open, as my pleasure

strangled cry of disappointed at

to be touched, to be

my swollen

pops his fingers in his mouth, sucking them

in

"Please."

all I could manage

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

has a wicked grin on

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

to beg, so

suddenly pull out and slam back in,

a speed I never could of

"Good girl"

my pleasure is kicked

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