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

me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown skin to the

He was toned,

unlike me!

worked out

those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only

was the man from my nightmares…

to target all the knots I

it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so I couldn’t

something about that nightmare… I just wish I remembered

death. I shivered at the pain

in circles to 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…

the flecks of gold and green blending into one another… such intense eyes…

were looking at

flew open wide as I jerked back, my heart thumping as I realised the prince was staring

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

Pig?

there

and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not mean I was

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wonder what goes through that mind of

I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to

back to

Wash my back.”

several seconds

he had just said, my

as I hesitantly reached for the bottle of

sponge. “C-could you move

hesitantly.

reply, but he sat forward, and I tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began

was thorough and firm, pretending I

scrub… I

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was a dirty mat that needed a good

wanted, I was a good cleaner, nothing

added more body wash

my breasts

was scrubbing,

slowed down,

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

my wrist, and in one swift. movement,

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

around me, and I

won’t force me. I kept repeating in my

encase me

mantra, I stayed stiff

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

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