35. Beast

Innessa sealed her lips in a thin line and tried to break free from his hold on her jaw, but he only tightened his hold, his fingers dug brutally into her fluffy cheeks, promising to leave bruises, as a painful whimper escaped her lips. Using it to his advantage, he shoved his tongue in her mouth. 

The girl tried to tilt her head away, but he was holding her jaw with such strength that it hurt. When she didn't respond, he tipped his head, deepening the kiss. Her eyes widened, feeling his tongue clashing with hers and forcing her to kiss him back. 

Innessa forced her arms between their chest to keep an appropriate distance. She tried to shove at his chest, but he didn't budge. He was like a feral beast devouring her. 

Tears streamed down her cheeks and got mixed with the water; her eyes closed tightly as she struggled against him, but to no avail. 

The sound of her protest was muffled by his mouth on hers as he pressed his mouth further on hers. Her neck was craned up as he hovered over her. He was kissing her savagely. 

His free arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush to his chest. A gasp escaped her lips, which he swallowed within the kiss. 

He let go of her jaw, and she quickly jerked her head to the side, breaking the kiss, but it only angered him as he grabbed the back of her head in his big, veiny hand and guided her mouth to his. 

She barely got to breathe a little before he locked their lips again. This time, he was more demanding. Their saliva trickled down her chin and got mixed with the water as he sucked her tongue. 

Innessa closed her eyes as her nails dug into the flesh of his chest, clawing, but Isaac wouldn't budge. Innessa didn't have any strength in her; she felt dizzy, so she did the only thing that came to her mind. 

She bit on his tongue, hard enough to draw out blood as he flinched back. 

He cussed under his breath, lowly as his thumb caressed his lower lip to find blood. 

"Don't touch me!" She hissed, hugging herself as she glared at him. 

Issac stared into her eyes before his gaze dropped to her swollen, trembling lips. Her chin wobbled, her eyes were puffy, and her nose was red. What a f*cking sight. Maybe she had turned him into a sadist of some sort. 

Innessa tried to walk out of the stall but was slammed against the tiled wall with such force that all the breath was knocked out of her lungs. Her eyes widened, and her hands shot up to grab his wrist. He was grabbing her throat in a daunting, vice-like grip. His fingers squeezed her delicate throat enough for her to realize she was at his mercy. 

He took a dangerous step close to her, like a savage brute as she placed her hand on his chest to stop him from coming any closer, but he grabbed her wrist and caged her hand above her head on the tiled wall, making her wince in pain as he intertwined their fingers. 

She closed her eyes, but Isaac squeezed her neck, causing her eyes to fly open wide and meet with his blazing cognac hues. 

"Aren't you being too feisty, Innessa? It's not good for you. I like you docile. Don't enrage me. I'm already pissed with the f*cking suicide stunt you pulled earlier," his voice was low and deadly vicious, causing her to tremble in fear. 

A new set of tears gathered in her eyes as her wet hair stuck to her face. 

Her hand balled into a small fist as she tried to free her hand from his grasp. He let go only to stroke her hair out of her face. But the girl was scared as she pushed at his chest. She wasn't trying to remove his hand from her throat. Her eyes were fixed on his chest as she tried to push him with all her might, but he was like a mountain. 

Isaac's eyes were fixed on something in particular. He gazed darkly at his hand around her throat. Something akin to ominous possessiveness swarmed in his eyes. 

He was cupping her cheek with his free hand; his thumb stroked her eyebrow before his gaze lingered down. His touch trailed down before pausing at her swollen lips as he sensually massaged them, feeling their plumpness. Her lips parted, but her teeth were clenched as she glared at him with fake bravado. 

He smirked at that feisty nature. Of course, he never liked his woman feisty, but f*ck this side of hers was turning him on. She looked so hot and vulnerable at the same time. But Innessa wasn't any woman now. She was his wife. His woman till her last breath. And he'd make sure not to let death take her away from him. 

"Open," he said, pressing his thumb on her clenched teeth as she refused to oblige, but Isaac wasn't having it. 

He shoved his knee between her legs, forcing them apart as her eyes widened and she instantly opened her mouth enough for him to slide his thumb inside her mouth. 

He pressed his thumb on her tongue, feeling the warmth. Pulling his thumb out, he slid his middle and ring fingers into her small mouth, causing her to open her mouth wider as her brows drew together in distrust, not knowing what he was doing. 

"Suck," he demanded, and she was about to bite his fingers, but he tightened his hold on her neck, causing her fight to shrivel as she wrapped her lips around his big fingers, sucking gently. 

He further pressed his thumb in her throat. "Harder," he demanded, which forced her to suck harder. 

Feeling an intense gaze on her, her teary eyes met his blazing ones, and embarrassment washed over her; her face flushed, and she lowered her gaze. 

Issac let go of her throat only to grab the button of her jeans as he opened them. Her eyes widened as she looked down, her hands shooting down to stop him as he pulled her zipper down. 

He pressed his fingers in her mouth with strength, forcing the back of her head to touch the wall. Issac pushed her jeans down with ease, it was baggy as they pooled around her feet. 

He tried to pull her panties down as well, but she grabbed his fingers in her small fists, trying to stop him, but he didn't stop. He pulled her panties down, and they pooled around her feet as well. 

He pushed the jeans and panties out of her feet with his foot, causing her to stumble a little. He pressed his knee between her legs, causing them to stay open. 

Issac pulled his fingers out of her mouth, making her gasp for breath as he cupped her from down there with the same hand, making her jolt, but before she could struggle. His free hand shot up, wrapping around her throat in a firm grip to keep her in place. 

"S... Stop," she breathed with big, wide eyes as she gripped his wrist; the same hand that was cupping her sex. 

His middle finger stroked her entrance up to her nub, making her shiver as she breathed shakily, shaking her head, but he didn't stop. He rubbed her entrance only to feel her wetness as his jaw ticked. Her soft folds felt so f*cking divine under his touch. 

"You're wet, Innessa," he rasped in a low rumbling voice as he probed at her entrance. 

She shook her head, trying to stop him, but his hand wouldn't even budge. 

"Don't do this-ughh," she gasped when in one swift move he inserted his thick middle finger inside her. The intrusion made her eyes teary. 

He inhaled deeply, his nose flaring in restraint, he was trying to summon. Feeling her tight walls sucking the life out of his finger. Issac let her adjust to it as his gaze trailed on his hand wrapped around her throat on the specific spot. He liked grabbing her throat like this. The sight was alluring. 

Leaning closer, he pressed his lips on her trembling ones as he nibbled on her lower lip, taking it in his mouth, and he sucked her bottom lip before letting it go with a pop sound. He licked her lips, feeling her relax around his finger. 

Pulling back, he gently pulled his finger out, earning a sharp intake of breath from her as he pushed half of his finger back inside her at a gentle pace. 

He did it a couple of times until she could take it easily before he inserted another finger. Her eyes widened, and her thighs quivered as she tried to stop him, but her strength was nothing compared to his. She felt so small and vulnerable. At his mercy. 

Her so-called cruel husband. 

"Easy, precious," he breathed, kissing her again. Devouring her lips, sucking and nibbling on them as he fingered her at a gentle pace. 

Only her trembling toes were on the ground as her shaky hands gripped his arm for support. 

He broke the kiss and pulled back to look at her face, and the sight was ravishing. She had her eyes closed, red, juicy lips quivering, and her whole body was trembling. 

"Open your eyes, Innessa," he said, and when she didn't oblige. Instead of tightening his hold around her neck. He twisted his fingers inside her, making her gasp as her eyes shot open wide. 

"That's the spot, isn't it, sweetheart?" he mused as she chewed on her bottom lip not to make a sound. 

"Is that a challenge, baby?" He cocked a perfect brow at her as she averted her gaze, and at the same time, he pumped his fingers deeper and pressed on that spot, causing her to throw her head back with wide eyes. 

Issac didn't stop there. He thrusted deeply pressing on the same spot thrice as a moan slipped through her lips and she came trembling like a leaf. 

"F*ck!" He cussed, feeling her squeezing the f*cking life out of his fingers to the point he thought she'd snap his fingers off. 

Isaac didn't stop there; he kept pumping gently, hitting that spot, causing a string of moans to escape her lips as she tried to get away from him, but he kept her in place with his hand wrapped around her throat and the other between her legs. 

Her nails dug into his bicep and chest as the wild sensations rocked her world off its axis. Blood oozed out of the spots where she clawed, but Isaac was oblivious to it all. His eyes were fixed on her face, and he couldn't look away. 

He was bewitched. 

In a f*cking trance. 

He pressed his thumb on her nub, and her eyes flew wide. 

"No..." she breathed, but he didn't listen as he rubbed her nub and kept fingering her, only for another orgasm to hit her with such force that her legs gave out on her and she came convulsing on his fingers. 

Isaac pulled out his fingers, letting go of her neck he grabbed her waist and turned her around so that her front was to the wall and her back was towards him. 

Innessa held the wall for her dear life. She couldn't feel her legs anymore. There was no strength left in them. It was a miracle that she could barely stand on her shaky legs. She was trying to catch her breath. 

What she felt just seconds ago was too much. She had never felt such strong sensations before. It was more than what he made her feel in the girls' restroom at the academy. Her ears were burning hot, her cheeks were flaming hot, and she could feel the heat rising up her neck. Innessa was still coming down from her high, and she didn't hear the sound of his zipper. 

The girl was still catching her breath when all of a sudden, she felt something big, heavy, and hot pressing on her lower back, followed by the heat of a beastly body behind her. 

She abruptly tried to turn around, but he didn't let her. He placed his arm on her upper back and kept her in place so she couldn't turn around. 

Her heart, which was rattling wildly in her rib cage, was now thumping in her ears; all she could hear was her wild heartbeat to the point she thought she'd have a heart attack. 

Innessa tried to speak, but she couldn't form a coherent word. She was overwhelmed with so many emotions, but at the moment, the most prominent ones were fear and pleasure. 

She moved her hand back as it rested on his abs. She tried to push him away, giving him a hint to stop, but instead, he pressed himself further on her. 

"P... Please," she breathed shakily, but instead of stopping, he grabbed her hips, pulling them up and making her stand on her toes. 

"Hold the wall for support," he rasped. Voice huskier and deeper than ever. 

She tried to move away, but his hold on her waist tightened. 

She stiffened, feeling that hard thing pressing on her ass cheek. 

Innessa was quivering like feathery petals in a deadly storm. Her head was blank when all of a sudden, she felt something on her entrance. 

"Isaac, don't-" She gasped when he shoved his c*ck between her thighs in one go, rubbing against her core. 

"Clench your thighs for me," he rumbled, his hot breath caressing her ear. She was still clueless and so overwhelmed with the sensations as he closed her thighs properly with his free hand. 

The remanence of her wetness between her thighs made it a lot easier for him as he thrust between her thighs. His thrusts were strong, which made her hold the wall for support. 

Innessa stared down between her legs with glistening eyes, and her eyes widened at the sight of its tip showing every time he thrust forward. 

The small stall was filled with the noise of their skin slapping against each other. 

She stumbled because of the strength he was putting into the act, but he wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her in place. His chest pressed against her back as he leaned forward. Her free hand sneaked up her belly into her shirt as he groped her bosom from above her bra, squeezed firmly enough to earn a gasp from her. 

"You're so soft," he rumbled as he increased his pace. Isaac was thrusting with so much power that she couldn't bear the impact anymore. Her legs gave out on her, but his hands kept her in place. 

The hand that was holding her waist moved down as he pinched her clit, earning a loud squeaky moan from her. 

"Ughhh wait-" She groaned, but he began to rub her nub as his hardness kept rubbing against her core at a fast pace. The sensations were so strong that they threw her into the river of carnal pleasure again as she came shivering and squeezing her thighs tightly. 

Issac let out a guttural groan as his whole body trembled. With one hard thrust, he stilled between her thighs as he came with a low growl. His chest vibrated on her back as his cum fell on the wall, and some of it dripped down her thighs, leaving a hot trail. 

As Issac pulled back from her, her legs gave out, and she was about to collapse, but he held her waist, pulling her back flush to his chest. 

Innessa couldn't stand; she couldn't feel below her waist. Her whole weight was lifted by him. Her eyes were closed, and she had no strength in her to stop him anymore. 

She was limp as he took off her shirt, followed by her bra. Innessa wrapped her arms around her chest as she blinked at the floor in her dizzy state. She faintly noticed him shampooing her hair and scrubbing body wash all over her. His touch was so gentle that she could barely feel the loofah touching her body. But still, she was scared that he might continue what he had just stopped. 

The shower washed away all the soap as she leaned against the glass wall, still as a statue. Issac brought a huge towel and wrapped it around her trembling frame. 

He carried her bridal style in the room. He put a huge shirt on her that reached her thighs. It was his shirt that was why it was big on her. It smelled just like him. 

He ruffled her wet hair with the towel. He was in his sweats as he ruffled his hair with the same towel as well. 

She was still hugging herself. 

Issac tried to hold her, but she stepped away from his touch. Her fingers were still shaking as she got into bed on her quivering legs. It was a miracle that she could stand all this while. Lying on one side, she pulled the comforter to her shoulders and wished that he'd leave her alone, but instead of leaving her alone. Issac climbed on the bed. 

Her heart fell into the pit of her stomach thinking he would do the deed, but he quietly lay on his side. She could hear her loud heartbeat as a couple of seconds passed. 

His arm snaked forward, wrapping around her waist as she gasped when he pulled her to his chest. 

She held her breath as her shoulders tensed, waiting for him to take what he wanted for all this time, but she stilled when he nuzzled his face in her neck and cuddled her tightly. His body's warmth felt soothing, but her heart was nowhere near peace as it jackhammered wildly in her rib cage. 

"Don't ever leave me," he murmured, kissing her nape. 

Innessa was as silent as the night. She didn't utter a single word. But then she decided against it and said what she truly felt. 

"The only thing you could ever get from me is my body." She whispered in a small voice. 

Something in his chest constricted in pain, but he masked it with ease. Dropping a kiss on her shoulder, he murmured back. 

"I'll win you over, and that's a promise."