His Dark Obsession

His Dark Obsession By Moonlight Muse Chapter 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.

his fingers ran down my

I continued,

“I hate that title.”

what do I call

daring not to question him. Instead, I foound myself observing the beauty of the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown skin

those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only noticed now, were eyes of

the man from my

that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes

nightmare… I just wish I remembered more than being stabbed to death. I shivered at the pain I always felt in my nightmares;

I looked down, gazing into those gold-green

the flecks of gold and green blending

that were

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

He growled, “I was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like

Pig?

Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times

what goes through that mind of yours…” He murmured his expression cold as he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn me

what he had just said, my heart thumping as I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting a bit of it

knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began sponging his back. I made sure I was thorough and firm, pretending I was washing a

I hummed

he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am not the perfect sensual little omega

were on my breasts now, and I realised that the faster I was scrubbing, the more they were moving. I slowed down, trying not to move so much, yet I wanted this over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down his

arm and the edge of the

strong arms wrapped around me, and I whimpered

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