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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from his nails, only for his hands to grab at both my breasts, his

at my nipple, groaning when I thrash and kick. I manage to bite back a shriek, but my body refuses

a little taste,

bit me. Is he

not sure which is worse.

The worst of both

shreds, I try to ignore it, to think of

But I can’t.

my skin, twisting my nipples

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Tomated

murmurs quickly turn into angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten. I’ll be furious if my meal

“I don’t know—”

be sweet, because his hands no longer twist and yank at my breasts but flick and

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

hating the sting of his palm against my skin. “I don’t understand.” What the

fingers against my jeans. “You need to be wet. Throbbing. Filled with desire. It enhances the flavor. I want you to bring me to

Seriously?!

fucking luck,

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only do that when

with each other as I tongue the cut on

accelerated heartbeat.

Relax, damn it. You can survive

words sound like they’re

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

“My sweet kitten. It’s going

same way again. He’s ruined their furry little

heart.

cleaned all the blood from my mouth, my

and throhs and mu

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

when he’s frustrated, unfazed when I kick

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

He’s sniffing. Hard.

like 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 how much my flexibility has increased since I arrived

Westwood.

one.” Shit. My mouth is definitely going

don’t want to die.

this fucking creep, either, no matter what all those stupid true crime

and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes

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vagina without warning, reaching as far as they can and scraping

I thought it would be, and I’m positive he’s tearing me apart.

me a second to realize 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