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

not sure

maybe it's both. The worst

rips my shirt to shreds, I try to ignore it, to think of other

But I can't.

can only focus on those icy hands rubbing on my skin, twisting my nipples painfully as his breathing

manic murmurs quickly turn into angry growls. "You need to participate, kitten. I'll be furious

"I don't know—"

his hands no longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick and fiddle. The

down at me. "I

"I don't understand." What the fuck is he even saying? How can I

his hand roughly between my legs, snarling as he rubs his fingers against my jeans. "You need to be wet. Throbbing. Filled with desire. It enhances the flavor. I want you to bring

Seriously?!

Tough fucking luck, buddy.

can only do that when

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

Relax, damn it. You can

little kitten." His words sound like

by my chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. "No, no. You have

"My sweet

at cats the same way again. He's ruined

cleaned all the blood from my mouth, my face still pounds and throbs and my head swims as he shoves me to the floor.

yanking my pants off, tearing them when he's

digging into them with his painful nails, and I tense as he shoves his

He's sniffing. Hard.

wider apart. My pelvis

My mouth is

don't want to

this fucking creep, either, no matter what all those

body scrapes across the floor. When chilly, stabbing fingers invade my vagina

it would be, and I'm positive

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

body doesn't know any

it still makes me feel gross

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