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

my collarbone. My face is finally freed from his nails, only for his hands to grab at both my breasts, his touch almost clinical

my nipple, groaning when I

a little taste, kitten.”

he going

which

The worst of

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

But I can’t.

on those icy hands rubbing on my skin, twisting

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Ly Tomated

manic murmurs quickly turn into angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten.

“I don’t know—”

no longer twist and yank at my breasts

another growl, glowering down at me. “I

of his palm against my skin. “I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he even saying? How can I ruin his meal? I am his meal. Clearly.

“You need to be wet. Throbbing. Filled with desire. It enhances the flavor.

Seriously?!

luck,

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only do that when I’m

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

accelerated heartbeat.

it. You can survive

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

no. You have to share,” he breathes, shoving his mouth over mine, that cold tongue sliming

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

cats the same way

heart.

the blood from

and mu hand cuima na

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nothing comes out, and

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

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

He’s sniffing. Hard.

his fingers into my thighs, shoving my legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch,

Westwood.

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

want to die.

fucking creep, either, no matter what all those stupid

I yelp in pain as my body scrapes

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as far as they can and scraping down my insides, I

it would

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