Chapter 15 Broken Submission
Isabella’s POV
My legs folded before I could think twice, the cold stone floor biting into my knees the moment I sank.
Tears blurred my vision, but I forced them back furiously. I couldn’t afford to look weak now. Not when my child’s life was hanging on the thin thread of Landon’s mercy.
His hands fisted into my hair immediately, hard enough to hurt. He used that grip to yank my face forward until my cheek pressed against the hard bulge straining behind his trousers.
“Eyes up,” he growled. “Look at me when you put my cock in your filthy mouth!”
I lifted my gaze, fingers trembling as I reached for his trousers, fumbling them open until his cock sprang free—heavy, veined, already leaking at the tip.
“Open wide.”
Without thinking twice, I parted my lips open. The moment I did, he thrust forward, pushing the entire thick length of him past my lips and over my tongue. I barely had time to adjust before he shoved deeper, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag.
“That’s it,” he growled again, his voice low and cruel. “Choke on my fucking cock you filthy rogue. This is what your life is worth now.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to find rhythm. His hips snapped forward, fucking my mouth with brutal, deep thrusts, his hand still fisting into my hair to keep me exactly where he wanted.
Saliva dripped down my chin, mixing with the tears that finally began to spill uncontrollably. Every time I gagged, he pushed deeper, forcing my throat to relax around the huge shaft of him.
“Look at you,” he said coldly, his gaze raking all over me with utter disgust, “On your knees like a desperate whore, sucking the cock of the man who hates you. I bet it makes your pussy wet? Huh? Knowing your child’s life depends on how well you swallow me?”
I whimper around his length, the vibration forcing a gluttral glow from my chest. My hands rose instinctively to his thighs, trying to steady myself because of the intense pressure. But he immediately slaps them down.
“Don’t you dare touch me…all I need is that filthy mouth.”
Before I can react to his words, he tightens his grip in my hair and begins thrusting harder, deeper. The wet, obscene sounds of him sliding in and out of my throat filled the entire room.
“Fuck, that’s better,” he groaned, the first crack in his cold, ruthless control. “Take every inch. Yeah… just like that. You were made for this, weren’t you? Made to suck every inch of my cock.”
His free hand trails up to my jaw, forcing my mouth open wider as he drives in and out. My throat convulsed around him with every brutal push, but I didn’t pull back. I couldn’t. Not when he held my life and my baby’s in the palm of his hand.
“Yes…just like that!” He growls.
“I’m c…cumming!”
“You’re going to swallow every drop of my cum,” he snarls, voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper. “And you’re going to thank me for it, because this is me showing you mercy. It’s the only fucking reason that traitor’s blood you carry isn’t staining my floor right now.”
With that, his pace grew erratic, hips snapping faster. His cock swelled thicker on my tongue, pushing against any ounce of resistance I tried to make.
I could feel him getting close, because my scalp screamed in merciless pain from his ruthless grip, my knees giving up underneath me on the stone floor, but I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, desperate to end this.
With a guttural snarl, Landon slammed deep one last time, burying himself to the hilt in my throat. The next thing that followed was hot, thick waves of cum flooding my mouth, spilling straight down my throat before I could even taste most of it.
For a terrifying second, he held me there, forcing me to take it all while my throat worked convulsively around him. “Don’t you dare spit it out!” He barked, his voice still shaking from the release. “Swallow. Every. Fucking. Drop.”
I obeyed immediately, gulping down the salty bitterness of his cum until my stomach churned and my eyes watered. Only when he was completely satisfied did he slowly pull out. The obscene sounds of saliva and cum connecting my swollen lips to the head of his cock before it broke.
I gasped for breath before he could fully pull away, but before I could even steady myself, Landon shoved me backward with his boot. I landed brutally onto the cold floor, his thick cum still coating my tongue.
“I’ll let you keep that thing inside you,” he spat, towering over me with his trousers barely buckled properly. “For now.”
Relief crashed through the second he said those words, and I curled in on myself, my arms wrapping protectively around my belly as though he would hurt the baby.
“But listen to me very carefully, Isabella.” His voice shatters through my thoughts as he leans down, his hand fisting a handful of my hair again.
He forces my head up until I have no option but to meet his gaze. “If you ever think of harming my child as some pathetic revenge against me…if you so much as consider it…”
“…I will rip you to shreds, slowly. And I will make you watch while I tear that thing out of you, and then I’ll make you beg for death before I finally grant it. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I forced the words out quickly, my voice coming out barely above a whisper. “I…I understand perfectly.”
He held my gaze a second longer, searching for any flicker of stubbornness. Then, he releases my hair without warning, letting my head drop back to the stone-cold floor.
Without another word, he walked out of the room, the heavy doors slammed shut behind him, the sound echoing throughout the entire room.
I lay there on the floor for a long time after he was gone, the taste of him still lingering on my tongue.
I just saved my life and my baby’s.
Yet as I lay trembling on the cold stone, my hands pressed to my stomach, feeling the new spark of life inside me.
Was carrying a child for a monster like Landon truly worth it? Would this innocent life thank me… or curse me for bringing it into his darkness?