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

you could see he was perfection, from his

He was toned,

unlike me!

it because he worked out so much?

strong, and behind those

the man from my nightmares… Why was he killing

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

still closed, I slowly sat down on

nightmare… I just wish

being stabbed to death. I shivered at the pain

I looked down,

I could see the flecks of

were looking at

jerked back, my heart thumping as I realised the prince was staring into

“I was enjoying that massage, but your constant

Pig?

offended, there was nothing

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

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mind of yours…” He murmured his

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

back to massaging him.

Wash my back.”

me several

had just said, my

I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting

“C-could you move forward,

hesitantly.

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

made sure I was thorough and firm, pretending I was

I hummed

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

he probably wanted, I was a good cleaner, nothing more! 1

I added more body wash to the sponge before

on my breasts

I was scrubbing, the more they

I slowed

eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down his

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

edge of the

and

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

to encase me

mantra, I stayed

me right between his legs and his manhood poked my ass I began panicking

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