Chapter 4

• She was dumbstruck. The Lycan was breathtaking. It was undoubtedly a work of art as eye-catching and beautiful as its master but she didn't know why looking at it made her Heart feel scared. The Lycan looked like it reeked with nothing but immense power and darkness. Its eyes were as cold and terrifying as Denver's but for some strange reasons, Camila couldn't quit but attempted to put her finger on it. Something made her feel like she wanted to touch it and embrace it.
• "Stop staring. Get to work."
• To his surprise, the girl reached out and touched his back, hesitantly traced the Lycan and caressed it as if she was trying to tam it. Denver was speechless, he obviously didn't expect this reaction from her.
• "Does it hurt?" She asked as Denver's body became stiff as a rock.
• After some moment, he smiled but it didn't reach his eyes.
• "You should be afraid of it." He said.
• "Why? I guess looking at it, it does not feel like as if it's going to eat me alive. It does look scary... but, i am not scared.... because i think... I think this guy here looks the same as You. Emotionless as ever."
• Strangely, Denver didn't respond anymore. He felt quiet for a long while, and his silence made Camila a little anxious. What happened? Did she say something wrong?
• "I am going to start now." She said to change the topic, and finally, he spoke again.
• "You better…"
• Camila then started the massage, she straddled him again and then sat on his lower back to get a better leverage while giving the massage. She started from his shoulders, moulding and kneading in a circular motion, and worked her way down to his lower back. She used her thumbs to put pressure in areas that needed it. She put her back into it, giving it everthing she had, but as time went by, a frown started to form on her face.
• She did everything she was taught and more but she didn't get any or little response, Not even a hint.
• She thought back to how her body reacted when her grandmother massaged her back and she remembered her self letting out a frown or moan and her skin became hot and relaxed.
• But Denver was like a lifeless mannequin. He didn't even utter an 'ouch' when she purposely pressed a painful spot. He didn't even flinch. There was no action at all. He looked like a lifeless body that doesn't feel pain.
• Camila was starting to feel demotivated. She was already sweating from her hard work but there was no way she would give up! She didn't believe that he was not feeling good at all. Could it be that he was trying to suppress his reactions? Or did she miss It? Or could it be that men have different subtle ways of feeling good?
• Now that she thought about It, Camila realized that she had never massaged a man or a woman before and she really didn't know how men would react when they felt good.
• "Uhm... I just need to go to the bathroom for a moment." Camila excused herself and dashed out with her phone to the bathroom.
• Once she was inside, she quickly browsed the internet.
• (How to know if a man is feeling good)
• After reading some answers, she quickly put the phone away and jumped back on the bed next to him.
• "Uhm…, I would like to massage your front as well." She said as she blushed.
• He smirked at her but he didn't waste any moment and quickly flipped over and laid on his back, showing her his perfectly hard and defined abs as delicious chocolate.
• He lifted his hand and caressed her cheek.
• "Can ... Can you please close your eyes? They are little bit distracting..." She demanded.
• "Sure." He agreed.
• She was glad that he agreed. After he closed his eyes, her eyes fell on his gro*n. She swallowed before she started massaging him again.
• She started from his shoulders, and moved downwards, exactly like she did on his back just a moment ago, except this time, she didn't straddle him. She kept going, massaging all his perfect muscles, all the while, glancing at his groin every minute or so.
• Her hands worked their way towards his hard abs and massaged thoroughly before moving towards his lower abdomen. She massaged around there and was about to reach his V line when...
• Camila suddenly stopped.
• "Yeah!" She suddenly declared happily.
• Denver rose, frowning at her. He made sure that he wouldn't show any reaction, even if her massage felt extremely good. Actually, he never felt this relaxed for a long time which was why he was going to agree to her request if she had any even if she technically failed. She deserves a reward for a job well done and he was just playing it all cool because he wanted it to last longer.
• "Camila, who told you to stop?" He asked and she faced a triumphant look on his face.
• "I know you felt good. Look!" She pointed. "It's bulging." She exclaimed, still pointing at his gro*n.
• He was speechless.
• Thankfully, the thing that she read actually helped. She could now see the bu*ge she was waiting for!
• Denver, on the other hand, was still speechless as his eyes fell on his b*lge. He seemed a little surprised. He didn't even realise that he was actually hard. He, of all people, actually got hard just because of this girl's massage?
• She was smiling triumphantly bit what caught his eyes the most was het glistening from her sweat.
• Her hair was stuck on her face, sweat ran down her neck and her big wide eyes... for some reasons, they were damn so seductive, just looking at her made him even more harder.
• The next moment, he yanked her and made her knee again, with him between her legs. She subconsciously sat down on him but the moment she felt his bul*e on her, she suddenly sat up on her knees again.