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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as he nuzzles his way down my neck, kissing across 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

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

just a little taste, kitten.”

Is he going to eat me or

not sure which is worse.

The worst of

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

But I can’t.

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

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Tomated

to participate, kitten. I’ll

“I don’t know—”

me again, 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

down at me. “I told you not

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

He 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 to

Seriously?!

luck, buddy.

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do that

pride war with each other as I tongue the cut on the inside of my cheek, dragging in deep

accelerated heartbeat.

You

like

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

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

going to look at cats the same way again.

heart.

cleaned all the blood from my mouth,

throhs and mu hand cuima

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comes out, and it doesn’t

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

apart, digging into them with his painful nails, and I tense as he

He’s sniffing. Hard.

shoving my legs a little wider apart. My pelvis burns and aches with the stretch, despite how much my flexibility

Westwood.

I was fucked by one.” Shit. My mouth is definitely going to

don’t want

I can’t submit to this fucking creep, either, no matter

him and I yelp in pain as my body scrapes across the

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

worse than I thought it would be, and I’m positive

the pain. The urge to vomit slides its way up my throat as I can feel him pushing at my G–spot in a