Tangled

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[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

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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”

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only for his hands to grab at both my breasts, his touch almost clinical as he squeezes and

suspected.” Then he bites at my nipple, groaning when I thrash and kick. I manage to bite back a shriek, but my body refuses

It’s just a little taste, kitten.”

Is he

which is worse.

it’s both. The worst of

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

But I can’t.

on my skin, twisting my nipples painfully as

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Tomated

angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten. I’ll be furious if my

“I don’t know—”

again, and 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

with another growl, glowering down at me. “I told you not to ruin my meal.”

“I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he even

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

Seriously?!

fucking luck,

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do that when

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

accelerated heartbeat.

it. You

like they’re coming from under water.

movement. “No, no. You

he murmurs, in between disgusting thrusts of his tongue. “My sweet kitten. It’s going to

don’t think I’m ever going to look at cats the same way again. He’s ruined their furry little

heart.

the blood from

and throhs and mu hand cuima na ha

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to the floor. I heave, but nothing comes out, and

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

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

He’s sniffing. Hard.

legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch, despite

Westwood.

Shit. My mouth

want to die.

submit to this fucking creep, either, no matter what all those stupid true crime podcasts say.

as my body scrapes across the

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they can

worse than I thought it would be, and I’m positive

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 weird and random burst of pleasure through the pain that sends revulsion through me.