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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Lisa, Enthralled (II)

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

Then he bites at my nipple, groaning when I thrash

It’s just a

bit me. Is he going to eat

sure which

The worst of both

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

But I can’t.

rubbing on my skin, twisting my nipples

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Tomated

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

“I don’t know—”

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 feeling he

he pulls back with another growl, glowering down at me. “I

against my skin. “I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he

as he rubs his fingers against my jeans. “You need to be wet. Throbbing.

Seriously?!

luck,

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do that when

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

accelerated heartbeat.

it. You can survive this.

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

is in my mouth, and he yanks me up by my chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. “No, no. You have to share,” he breathes, shoving his mouth

sweet,” he murmurs, in between disgusting thrusts of his tongue. “My sweet

going to look at cats the same way again. He’s ruined their

heart.

he’s cleaned all the blood

throhs and

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Enthralled

comes out, and it doesn’t deter him from his

them when he’s frustrated,

apart, digging into them with his painful nails, and

He’s sniffing. Hard.

a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the

Westwood.

was fucked by one.” Shit. My mouth is definitely going to get me killed.

don’t want

can’t submit to this fucking creep, either, no matter what all those

toward him and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes across the floor. When chilly, stabbing fingers

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as far as they

worse 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 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.