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

foound myself

forgot about how unhinged he was, you

everywhere. He was

unlike me!

worked out

incredible features too, those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick

was the man from my nightmares…

continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots

and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so

that nightmare… I just wish

shivered at the pain I always felt in my nightmares; it felt so

ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that

see the flecks of gold and green blending into one

were looking at me?

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

that massage, but your constant squealing like a pig

Pig?

there was nothing about

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

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wonder what goes through that mind of

could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare

back to

Wash my back.”

several seconds to

what he had just

as I hesitantly reached for the

it onto the sponge. “C-could you move forward,

hesitantly.

I tucked one knee up

and firm, pretending I was washing a rug

scrub… I hummed

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thought this was going to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good

I

I added more body wash to the sponge before I began

His eyes were on my breasts now, and I realised that

I was scrubbing, the more

I slowed down, trying

wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down his neck

of my wrist, and in one

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

arms wrapped around me, and I whimpered in fear.

said he won’t force me. I kept repeating in my head, trying to fight the

me

my mantra, I stayed stiff in

when he shifted position, pulling me right between his legs and his manhood poked my

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