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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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

my nipple, groaning when I thrash and kick. I manage to bite back a shriek, but my body refuses to go along with his ideas.

It’s just a little

taste? He fucking bit me. Is he going to eat me or rape me?

not sure which is worse.

it’s both. The

try to ignore it, to think of other things.

But I can’t.

only focus on those icy hands rubbing on my skin, twisting my nipples painfully

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need to participate, kitten. I’ll be

“I don’t know—”

kisses 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 feeling he brings is the

back with another growl, glowering down at me. “I told

wince when he slaps my breast, hating the sting of his palm against my skin. “I don’t understand.” What the fuck is he even saying? How can I

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

Seriously?!

luck, buddy.

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can only do that when

in pain. Regret and pride war with each other as I tongue the cut on the inside of my cheek, dragging

accelerated heartbeat.

You can survive this.

sound like

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

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

at cats the same

heart.

all the blood from my mouth,

still nounds and throhs and mu hand

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me to the floor. I heave, but nothing comes out, and it doesn’t

them when he’s frustrated, unfazed when I kick at him, trying

my knees apart, digging into them with his painful nails, and I tense as he shoves his face

He’s sniffing. Hard.

little wider apart. My pelvis burns

Westwood.

Shit. My mouth is definitely going to get

want

either, no matter what all those stupid true

him and I yelp in pain as my body

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as they can and scraping down my insides, I

worse than I thought it would

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