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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nuzzles his way down my neck, kissing across my collarbone. My face is finally freed from his nails, only for his hands to

beneath my left breast. “Ah, 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 to go

just a little

he going to eat me

not sure which is worse.

both. The worst of both worlds.

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

But I can’t.

skin, twisting my nipples painfully as his breathing grows

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Tomated

angry growls. “You need to participate, kitten. I’ll be furious if my meal is ruined.”

“I don’t know—”

to be sweet, because his hands no longer twist and

down at me. “I told

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

roughly between my legs, snarling as he rubs his fingers against my jeans. “You need to be wet. Throbbing. Filled with desire. It

Seriously?!

luck,

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only do that when I’m

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 calm

accelerated heartbeat.

You

like they’re

“No, no. You have to share,” he breathes, shoving his mouth over mine, that cold tongue sliming its way into my

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

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

heart.

cleaned all the blood from my mouth,

nounds and throhs and

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the floor. I heave, but nothing comes out, and it

can feel him yanking my pants off, tearing them when he’s frustrated, unfazed when I kick

with his painful nails, and I tense as he shoves

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 how much my flexibility has increased

Westwood.

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

want to die.

fucking creep, either, no matter what all those

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

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

than I thought it would be, and I’m

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