His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 12

12. A Massage

EVANGELINE.

I don’t know how long I stared at him, but when his eyes simmered red, I knew I couldn’t test him any further and slowly inched closer to the bathtub. Now more

than ever wishing there was some bubble bath available. What if I saw his monster?

Then I needed to keep my eyes closed!

I inched nearer and kneeled behind his

head on the floor, thinking this was perfect! He couldn’t even see me from

here. But it was only a few moments later that I realised I couldn’t reach properly from here, and I slowly got up again.

Should I sit on the edge of the tub?

No never!

“I don’t have all day, Little Mouse,” He

snarled, making me flinch, my hands instantly going to his shoulders.

“S-sorry!”

Pouting I began massaging his shoulders, unsure if I was doing this correctly, but when a low groan left his lips, I got my answer. My heart thundered, I guess I was doing it correctly.

Goddess… how long did I have to do this?

He tilted his head back, and I moved away just before his head almost touched my breasts. Suddenly he reached up grabbing the back of my head making me squeak in fear as he yanked me closer, “I didn’t say you could move.”

“Y-yes.” I whispered, trying not to tremble as I massaged his shoulders. To my utter dismay, I could see he was hard,

and he didn’t seem to care that I could

see. Did he have no shame?

That scary thing… I shuddered inwardly.

He closed his eyes, his hand running down my neck, my stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I had stopped massaging him.

“Yes, my prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

muscles.

“I hate that title.”

Then what do I call you?

I remained silent, daring not to question

I foound myself observing

he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown skin to

He was

unlike me!

because he worked out

and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only noticed now, were

the man from my nightmares…

continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots I could

that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly

was something about that nightmare… I just wish I remembered

than being stabbed to death. I shivered at the pain I always felt in

ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that were watching me. They were like gems, so clear and deep…

I could see the flecks of gold and green blending into

that were looking at

my heart thumping as I realised the prince was staring into my eyes intently.

Omega.” He growled, “I was enjoying that massage, but your

Pig?

offended, there

skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not mean I was a pig! If I was a pig, then he was

rottweiler! 1

through that mind of yours…” He

thoughts! I didn’t dare

back to massaging him.

Wash my back.”

me several seconds

what he had just

as I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting a

onto the sponge. “C-could you move

hesitantly.

one knee up on the tub, making it

made sure I was thorough and firm, pretending I was

scrub… I hummed in

head. 1

a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am

I was a good

arm, and I added more body

my breasts now, and I

scrubbing, the more

slowed down, trying

wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to

hold of my wrist, and in one swift. movement,

splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge wave of water splashed

and I

he won’t force me. I kept

to encase me in its

stayed

and his manhood

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