Tangled

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[WARNING: Sensitive content ahead.]

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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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face is finally freed from his nails, only for his hands to grab at both my breasts, his touch almost clinical as he squeezes

nipple, groaning when I thrash

It’s just a

taste? He fucking bit me. Is he going

sure which is worse.

both. The worst of both worlds.

to shreds, I try

But I can’t.

hands rubbing on my skin, twisting

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Tomated

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

“I don’t know—”

hands no longer twist and yank at my breasts

with another growl, glowering down at

sting 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

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

Seriously?!

luck,

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that when I’m attracted

to the ground, my 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 calm my

accelerated heartbeat.

You can survive

His words sound like they’re

is in my mouth, and he yanks me up by my chin. My neck pops at the sudden movement. “No, no. You have to share,” he

he murmurs, in between disgusting thrusts of his tongue. “My sweet kitten. It’s going to be hard

to look at cats the same way again. He’s

heart.

all the blood

and throhs and mu hand

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but nothing comes out, and it

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

painful nails, and I tense

He’s sniffing. Hard.

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

Westwood.

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

want to die.

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

as my body scrapes across the

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without warning, reaching as far as they

thought it would be, and I’m

to shove down on the top of my pelvis to halt my attempts at escaping the pain. The urge to vomit slides its way