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.

a little taste,

fucking bit me. Is he going to eat me or rape

sure

maybe it's both. The worst of both

to shreds, I try to ignore it, to think

But I can't.

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

angry growls. "You need to participate, kitten. I'll be furious

"I don't know—"

longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick and fiddle.

down at me. "I told you

slaps my breast, hating the sting of his palm against my skin. "I don't understand." What

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

Seriously?!

Tough fucking luck, buddy.

that when

and my face pounding, pulsing in pain. Regret and pride war with each

damn it. You can survive

little kitten." His words sound like they're coming from

yanks me up by my chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. "No, no. You have to share," he breathes, shoving his mouth over mine, that cold tongue sliming its way into my mouth as he

tongue. "My sweet kitten. It's going to

cats the same

as

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

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

He's sniffing. Hard.

like wolf," he growls, digging his fingers into my thighs, shoving my legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch, despite how much my flexibility has increased

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

don't want

I can't submit to this fucking creep, either, no matter what all those stupid

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

would be, and

takes me a second to realize 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 throat as I

My body doesn't

makes me feel gross and