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.

down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I had stopped massaging

prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed

“I hate that title.”

do I

we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was

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

this was the man from my nightmares…

the knots I could feel. This was something that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at

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

him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green eyes that were watching me. They were like gems, so

I could see the flecks of gold and green blending into

were looking

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

“I was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like a pig is becoming irritating.”

Pig?

offended, there was nothing about me that was piglike! Just because my skin wasn’t so perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times

as he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn me once again and quickly got back to massaging

for the bottle of body wash, squirting a bit of it onto the

reach him and began

I hummed in

this was 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 not the perfect sensual little omega minx he probably wanted, I was a good

His eyes 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

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

arms wrapped around me, and I whimpered

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