There was no room for her response as he dined on her, attacking nerves with pleasure while pain continued it's course from her palms. Iris couldn't even more her fingers, which had grown numb from the blades severing what made them useful. She cried but moaned, stiffened yet bucked, his mouth was a treat for her beautifully abused body.<br/><br/>"My hands.." Pulling away from the questions asked, her mind partook in a battle to win complete focus on his tongue. Divine creature so easily fallen to sin, her sounds of approval too sacred for mortal ears. The moans rose with a questionable hitch as his finger prodded and explored her tighter hole, something she had never had the mind to think of. It was alien but good enough to lift her hips, pulling heavy breaths from her abused lungs.<br/><br/>Even in agony her body greedily accept his mouth, the muscles of her pussy tensing and flowing with her arousal. Iris hadn't expected to cum so quickly if at all, not while her blood continued to soak the wood of the table. Falling into the intensity of it all she yelped and whimpered, voice growing as his tongue continued to taste her swollen lips. For that moment the pain managed to flee, leaving her on a cloud of ecstasy to escape before the world crashed her back into reality. "Roan.."<br/><br/>His name was repeated at that point, a chant from the wingless angels as her eyes fought to stay open. She was in a sea of pleasure but the storm continued to darken, there was no escaping the fear that he induced in her. "Let me heal.. Let me love you.. Please.." Another beg for freedom from pain, another sob that called for comfort. Pleasure continued it's toll upon her form, but still her chest managed to heave with distress.