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

hands

them to the bottom

a sharp yank as he tears

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

is

my stomach and cup

nipples as I arch my chest

He murmurs, and releases me

can feel the dampness in my panties, and I know he can smell

body craves his

leggings and pulls them down my legs, taking my panties

follow, leaving

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

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

with slight embarrassment at how utterly exposed my body

my body, and it

was roaming across my

beautiful, don't ever be ashamed of your body.Don't ever hide your body from me.I want to see you.All

and make me feel more confident of my position and less nervous

little mouse.’ The corners of his

want me to touch you that

quickly nod

to touch me more than I

make you cum, little mouse, many,

God I want that.

first, you need to

was really hoping he had

hand swings up and spanks me between my

not seem to please Issac.He shoves my

at all,

along my folds, before spanking me

am careful to not move my legs even

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

count until I

using his fingers to spread my lips

smack comes down directly on top of

a squeal at the sharp pain and

"Ten."

my final count as Isaac moves

are pressing hard

edge of the table, and

Issac's fingers are magic.

tantalizing feeling spreads around my

with the rhythm of

is building

as the pace

against me and pleasure shoots out of my core and

building closer and

on their

uses his free hand to shove my

"Keep.Them.Open."

shoots out between my legs as

rubs faster, harder, stretching

shakes and withers beneath his

"Issac."

name as my body trembles from the after shocks of

over the job, and two other digits

"Please."

I arn begging for, but the sensation of still being fucked

little mouse, you

comfort

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

and my hips begin to rotate

rolls down my body

my hands have

and puts his body

stomach and cups my breast,

his hand inside my core

legs tremble and my orgasm quickly

as my pleasure begins to consume

about

snap back open, as my

let out a strangled cry

be

his fingers lightly over my swollen sex, coating them in my

fingers in his

goes back in for seconds I

"Please."

all I could manage in my current

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

wicked grin

will have to beg me for it "Please Issac, please let me

to beg, so I

suddenly pull out and slam back

reach a speed I

"Good girl"

pleasure is kicked

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