Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 150 Lisa: Enthralled (II)

[WARNING: Sensitive content ahead.]

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LISA

When he leans forward again, jerking my face away doesn't work. He just grasps my chin in those fingers, like icicles where his nails dig into my skin and yank me toward him.

His mouth is cold and unpleasant against mine, at odds with the gentle kisses he peppers against my lips.

Disgusting.

"Sweet kitten. You'll soon see that you are meant to be here." His words are a winter wind that shuts down any hope in my soul. "I truly hope you last longer than the others."

Involuntarily, I glance around the room, at the stains on the walls. He chuckles. "Yes. They died here. But you will live for me, won't you, kitten? You'll be my good little pet, won't you?"

I feel like I've read before that you have to go along with your kidnapper's delusions.

I'm not sure if that works with supernatural ones, but I'll do anything if it means I'll live until rescue arrives.

"Yes," I whisper, hating how my heart sinks at his brilliant smile, those creepy red eyes glittering as he watches me.

"Such a sweet little lie." He sighs, nuzzling his cheek against mine. "Ah, you smell divine. So sweet. A treasure found in such a nasty place. Such a tantalizing treat."

His words make no sense; he talks like he's delusional.

His frigid mouth kisses the side of my lips, across my cheek, and down to my neck, where he groans. "Bliss," he murmurs. "I'll give you bliss."

My body recoils, but those dagger nails of his yank my head back toward him and his voice sends shudders down my back.

"Our first time," he murmurs, nuzzling against my pulse. "Don't worry, I'll make it beautiful for you. Your heart is already racing for me. Ready for me to suck every drop out of your body. But I won't. Not yet.

You need a little more flavor."

He sounds half-mad as he nuzzles his way down my neck, kissing across my collarbone. My face is finally freed from his nails, only for his hands to grab at both my breasts, his touch almost clinical as he squeezes and moves them to and fro.

He chuckles suddenly, leaning down to inspect beneath my left breast. "Ah, yes. Just as I suspected." Then he bites at my nipple, groaning when I thrash and kick. I manage to bite back a shriek, but my body refuses to go along with his ideas.

It's just a

Is he going to eat me or rape

sure

The worst

I try to ignore it, to think

But I can't.

only focus on those icy hands rubbing on my skin, twisting my nipples painfully

quickly turn into angry growls. "You need to participate,

"I don't know—"

I think he's trying to be sweet, because his hands no longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick and fiddle. The nauseating feeling

another growl, glowering down at me. "I told

sting of his palm against my skin. "I don't understand." What the fuck is

He shoves his hand roughly between my legs, snarling as he rubs his fingers against my jeans. "You need to be wet.

Seriously?!

Tough fucking luck, buddy.

can only do that when I'm attracted

the ground, my head ringing and my face pounding, pulsing in pain. Regret and pride war with each other as I tongue the cut on the inside of my cheek, dragging in deep breaths to calm my accelerated

damn it. You

His words sound like they're coming from under

mouth, and he yanks me up by my chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. "No, no. You have to share," he breathes, shoving

sweet," he murmurs, in between disgusting thrusts of his tongue. "My sweet kitten. It's going to be hard not

don't think I'm ever going to look at cats the same way again. He's

mouth, my face still pounds and throbs and my head swims as he shoves me to the floor. I heave,

off, tearing them when he's frustrated, unfazed when I kick at him, trying to hinder

yanks my knees apart, digging into them with his painful nails, and I tense as he shoves his face between my

He's sniffing. Hard.

thighs, shoving my legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch,

was fucked by one." Shit. My mouth is definitely going to get

want to

I can't submit to this fucking creep, either, no

and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes across the floor. When chilly, stabbing fingers invade my vagina without warning, reaching as far as they can and scraping down

it would be, and I'm positive he's

he's trying to clean me out, using his other hand to shove down on the top of my pelvis to halt my attempts at escaping the pain. The urge to vomit slides its way up my

My body doesn't know

still makes me feel gross and