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

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.

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

a little taste,

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

which is worse.

maybe it’s both. The worst of both

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

But I can’t.

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

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Tomated

angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten.

“I don’t know—”

twist and yank at

down at me. “I told you

when he slaps my breast, hating the sting of his palm against my skin. “I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he even saying? How can I ruin his

shoves 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 me

Seriously?!

fucking luck, buddy.

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that when I’m attracted to-”

my face pounding, pulsing in pain. Regret and pride war with each other as I tongue the cut on the inside of

accelerated heartbeat.

You

words sound like they’re

sudden movement. “No, no. You have to share,” he breathes, shoving his mouth over mine, that cold tongue

between disgusting thrusts of his tongue. “My sweet kitten. It’s

the same way again. He’s ruined their furry little existence in

heart.

cleaned all the blood from

nounds and throhs and mu hand cuima na

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Lisa Enthralled

heave, but nothing comes out, and it doesn’t deter

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

painful nails, and I tense as he

He’s sniffing. Hard.

shoving my legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns

Westwood.

by one.” Shit. My mouth

don’t want

creep, either, no matter

him and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes across

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warning, reaching as far as they can and scraping down my

than I thought it would be, and

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