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.

just a little

Is he going to eat me

sure which is

both. The worst of both

he rips my shirt to shreds, I try to ignore it, to think

But I can't.

skin, twisting

need to participate,

"I don't know—"

trying to be sweet, because his hands no longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick and fiddle. The nauseating feeling he brings is the same,

growl, glowering down at me. "I told you not

"I don't understand." What the fuck is

against my jeans. "You need to be wet. Throbbing.

Seriously?!

Tough fucking luck, buddy.

that when I'm attracted

war with each other as I tongue the cut on the inside

Relax, damn it. You can

sound like

the sudden movement. "No, no. You have to share," he breathes, shoving his mouth over

disgusting thrusts of his tongue. "My sweet

same way again. He's ruined their furry

from my mouth, my face still pounds and throbs and my head swims as he shoves me to the floor. I heave, but nothing comes out, and it doesn't deter him from his

tearing them when he's frustrated, unfazed when

knees apart, digging into them with his painful nails, and I tense

He's sniffing. Hard.

a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch, despite how much my flexibility has increased since I arrived

Shit. My mouth is definitely

don't want

creep, either, no matter what all

toward him and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes across the floor. When chilly, stabbing fingers invade my vagina without

much worse than I thought it would be, and I'm

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 throat as I can feel him pushing at my G-spot in a

stimulation. My body

makes me feel gross and