Tangled

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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)

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

left breast. “Ah, yes. Just as I suspected.” Then he bites at my nipple, groaning when I thrash and kick. I manage to bite

just a little taste, kitten.”

Is he going to eat me

sure which

The worst of both worlds.

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

But I can’t.

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

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Tomated in

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

“I don’t know—”

no longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick

another growl, glowering down at me. “I told you not to ruin

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

to be wet. Throbbing.

Seriously?!

fucking luck, buddy.

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do that

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

accelerated heartbeat.

Relax, damn it. You can

like they’re coming

chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. “No, no. You have to share,” he breathes, shoving his mouth

his tongue. “My sweet kitten. It’s going to be hard not to

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

heart.

he’s cleaned all the blood from my mouth, my

still nounds and throhs and mu hand cuima na

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to the floor. I heave, but nothing comes out, and it doesn’t deter him from

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

his painful nails, and I tense

He’s sniffing. Hard.

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

Westwood.

mouth is definitely going to get me killed.

don’t want to

creep, either, no

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

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vagina without warning, reaching as far as they can and scraping down my insides,

than I thought it would be, and I’m positive he’s

to halt my attempts at escaping the pain. The urge to vomit slides its way up my throat as I can feel