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."

as he

presses his hands against

the bottom of my

my shirt a sharp yank as he tears the fabric

my bra is tugged of and

too is

hands slid up my stomach and cup my

thumbs brush over my hardened nipples as I arch my chest further

He murmurs, and releases me from

my panties, and I

body craves

grabs my leggings and pulls them down my

follow, leaving

them and placing the soles of my feet flat on

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

embarrassment at how utterly exposed my

his gaze on my body, and it lingers between

roaming across my folds, drinking

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

me feel more confident of my position and less nervous of his focused

corners of his mouth turn up as he looks me

you really want me to

quickly nod

me more

you cum,

God I want that.

first, you need to be

had forgotten about

warning, Issac's hand swings up and spanks

to please Issac.He

all, I will

runs his fingers along my folds, before spanking

but am careful

"Count.’ He says gruffly.

I feel another smack.

"One’’ Another.

"Two."

A third, harder.

I continue to count until

to spread my lips apart, exposing

smack comes down directly on

let out a squeal at the

"Ten."

Isaac moves his

are pressing hard against

the table, and my toes curl at the

Issac's fingers are magic.

spreads around my

with the

pleasure is building

to sense this, as the pace

firmer against me and pleasure shoots out

building closer and

on their own, but they

my legs

"Keep.Them.Open."

between my legs as I find my

rubs faster, harder, stretching out my

body shakes and withers beneath his

"Issac."

out his name as my body trembles from the after shocks of my

over the job, and two other

"Please."

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

little mouse, you

are little comfort

his fingers, angling them upwards and causing

begin to rotate in time

down my body in

my hands have

and puts his

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

and plays with them while his hand inside my core moves

tremble and

as

my orgasm is about to hit, Issac's fingers

open,

cry of

core aches to be

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

in his mouth, sucking

back in for seconds

"Please."

breathy word was all I could manage

my pussy as he

has a wicked grin on

Issac, please let me cum.’ The

me to beg, so I

pull out and slam

a speed I never could

"Good girl"

says as my pleasure is kicked into

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