Tangled

150 Lisa: Enthralled (1)

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

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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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Enthralled

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

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

It’s just a little taste,

me. Is he going to eat

which

it’s both. The

my shirt to shreds, I try to ignore it, to

But I can’t.

hands rubbing on my skin, twisting my nipples painfully as his breathing grows

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Ly Tomated

murmurs quickly turn into angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten. I’ll

“I don’t know—”

and yank at my breasts but flick and fiddle. The nauseating feeling he

he pulls back with another growl, glowering down at me. “I told you not to ruin

“I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he even saying? How can I ruin his meal? I am

his hand roughly between my legs, snarling as he rubs his fingers against my jeans. “You need to be wet. Throbbing. Filled with desire.

Seriously?!

fucking luck,

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do that when I’m

to 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 heartbeat.

Relax, damn it. You

little kitten.” His words sound like they’re coming

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

thrusts of his tongue. “My sweet kitten.

same way again.

heart.

the blood from my mouth,

still nounds and throhs and mu hand cuima na ha

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Lisa Enthralled (1

heave, but nothing comes out, and it

him yanking my pants off, tearing them when he’s frustrated,

with his painful nails, and I tense as he shoves his face between

He’s sniffing. Hard.

little wider apart. My pelvis burns

Westwood.

I was fucked by one.” Shit. My mouth is

don’t want to die.

to this fucking creep, either, no matter what

in pain as my body scrapes across the floor. When chilly, stabbing fingers

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reaching as far as they

would

down on the top of my pelvis to halt my attempts at escaping the pain. The urge to