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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Enthralled (II)

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

beneath my left breast. “Ah, yes. Just as I suspected.” Then he bites at my nipple, groaning when

just a little taste, kitten.”

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

not sure which is

it’s both. The worst

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

But I can’t.

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

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Tomated in

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

“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 feeling he brings

with another growl, glowering down at

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

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

Seriously?!

fucking luck,

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only do that when I’m attracted

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

accelerated heartbeat.

Relax, damn it. You

little kitten.” His words sound like they’re coming from under water.

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

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

don’t think I’m ever going to look at cats the same way

heart.

all the blood from my

throhs and mu hand cuima

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the floor. I heave, but nothing comes

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

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

He’s sniffing. Hard.

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.

My mouth

don’t want

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

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

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

would

at escaping the pain. The urge to vomit slides its way up my throat as I can feel him pushing at my