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

forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from

He was

unlike me!

worked

his nose firm and strong, and behind those

the man from my nightmares… Why was

making sure to target all the knots I could feel.

I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on

nightmare…

death. I shivered at the pain I always felt in my

softly, I pressed my thumb into a certain area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that

from this angle, I could see the flecks of gold and green blending into

were looking

heart thumping

wearing thin, Little Omega.” He growled, “I was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like a pig is

Pig?

there

at times but it did

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wonder what goes through that mind of yours…” He

share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance

back to massaging

Wash my back.”

took me several seconds

what he had just

hesitantly reached for the

sponge. “C-could you move forward, p-please?” I asked

hesitantly.

and I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began

back. I made sure I was thorough and firm,

scrub… I hummed in

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be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he

wanted, I

I added more body wash to the sponge before I

on his arms. His eyes were on my breasts now, and I realised

scrubbing,

I slowed

fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to

hold of my wrist, and in one swift. movement, he yanked me into

lips as water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my

wrapped around me, and I

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

me

I stayed stiff in his

shifted position, pulling me right between his legs and his

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