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

Instead, I foound myself observing

the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his

everywhere. He

unlike me!

it because he worked out so much?

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

this was the man from my nightmares… Why was he killing

over my thoughts, I continued massaging him, making sure to target

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

something about that nightmare… I just wish I remembered

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

area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that were watching

see the flecks of

looking at

thumping as I realised the prince was

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

Pig?

there was

was piglike! Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not

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goes through that mind of yours…” He murmured

never share my thoughts! I

to

Wash my back.”

took me several seconds

he had just

the bottle of

the sponge. “C-could

hesitantly.

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

made sure I was thorough and firm, pretending

I hummed in

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going to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am

he probably wanted, I was a good

body wash

on my breasts

I was scrubbing, the more

moving. I slowed down,

wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes

to move back, he grabbed hold of my wrist, and in one swift. movement, he yanked me into the

the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge

and I whimpered in

he said he won’t force me. I kept

me in

stayed

me right between his legs and his manhood

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