His arms were a cage around her, preventing her body from moving much as she struggled like a pest entwined in a spider's web. That may have been a beautiful way to see them, he as the spider who devoured every inch of her while rendering her body useless. Iris cried out when feeling his body react against hers, the strength in his muscles showing awareness in her fight. Again he left her skin wet from the length that remained hard against her, reminding the mending bones of the suffer they had endured.<br/><br/>Just as she pushed against his chest with a frantic jolt, sapphire eyes widened in the dimly lit room as she felt herself release. He did it on purpose, she knew that well, and her yelp of frustration to the rude act sounded out as she flew over the edge of the bed. It was a quick landing yet hard enough to make her knees and arms ache, the mended ribs only radiated with bruising that remained after the little time given. None of it matter however, not when her mind spun with the demand to escape his room. She wanted her own peace within her room, away from his moment of sickened lust until it faded. That was her hope however, for the depravity of his mind to soon dwindle back to the kindness he once placed upon her. There would be no calls for outside help, no attempt in harming him. How could she, when she truly felt so dearly for him?<br/><br/>Though, for the moment, it was a torn feeling that created her body to act out in such a frenzy. She didn't care that her ass was up in the air, that she almost looked like an animal scurrying across the floor with determination to reach the door. Fight or flight kicked in the moment she opened her eyes, and even without her wings she chose to fly.<br/><br/>But then he caught her, and she felt her heart sink with terror. Tears flooded her cheeks as Roan turned her over, holding her down with the force of his body while her legs uselessly kicked out to the sides. Even with how fast she believed she had moved he had still caught her, while her breaths heightened with needed air his remained calm and sinister. "I don't, not now, I don't.." She responded with heavy words, her eyes staring up at him with fearful expectations. Her body was still healing, still recovering from the previous abuse. Memories kept fresh and haunted her, how he defiled her while she laid broken and dying.<br/><br/>"You don't have to prove.. yourself anymore, please.. Roan..." Words drifted away from each other as he held her hands, feeling his thumb press with slow force against a finger. It wasn't supposed to bend that way, they both knew, and eyes widened as her jaw clenched in pain while the pressure continued. The delicate bones cracked as the knuckle gave way to the push, erupting a wail from her lips. Of course it was nothing compared to what he had done to her insides, but it was only one more thing to tack along the list of torments for the night. Her cries continued, loud and panicked while she shook her head with desperation.<br/><br/>Her mind snapped for a moment, along with that slender finger of hers. Splitting in half as she fought to ignore the pain and embrace the rush of adrenaline that burned through her veins. "I'm not an angel! I'm not! Not after.. not.. after.." Iris breathed harder, chest rising to fight against his as she pushed and rocked her body with every attempt to fight him off. Her arms pulled, and at times she gave out frustrated groans to not being freed. She didn't complete what she had begun, instead sobbing through the struggle before her head whipped from side to side, "Help me.. They won't help me.. Won't save me.. I've fallen."<br/><br/>Voice falling to a mumble mixed with sobs, Isis paused during her struggle to collect her breaths before pushing all the strength she could muster at Roan, "Get off of me!" It would be the first time she would yell at him, words hard and strong even through her agony. Her eyes could have flashed at that moment, showing a small glimpse of what she used to be.