The Grisly Grizzlies: Kneecap
Bonus Chapter 10.5
When Kneecap and Nora are still getting to know each other, they treat themselves to a couple’s massage, but it’s no treat for Kneecap when he finds out that Nora has a male masseuse. All the candles and soft music in the world won’t keep his anger from erupting when he sees the man’s hands on his girl’s body.
Kneecap
“What do we do now?” I ask, looking around in confusion.
“We lay down on the massage tables and relax,” Nora says as she slips out of her robe. She’s wearing nothing but panties underneath and the sight is creating a tent in the towel I’m wearing around my waist (my robe was too small for my shoulders, obviously).
“Calm that beast down,” she says with a grin as she lays down on the fold-out table, depriving me of the gorgeous view of her chest. With her breasts hidden, my eyes immediately dart to her curvy ass.
There’s soft music playing through the speakers in the room and the only light is coming from the lit candles. It’s the perfect atmosphere to take those panties off.
“Hey!” she says, slapping my hand away when I try. “We’re not here for that.”
“But we’re here for other people to put their hands on us?” I ask, still confused about this whole couple’s massage thing. I’m only here because Nora begged me to come with her. Her body is sore from all of the horseback riding and hiking and swimming and sex from the past few days. But mostly from the sex. She said she needs a masseuse to work the knots out.
I tried to massage them out for her but she screamed as soon as I started. Apparently, my grip strength is a little too much for her to handle.
“Just lie down on the table,” she says with a laugh as she closes her eyes.
I take a deep breath and turn to the small fold-out table. “If I get on that thing, it will collapse.”
She opens her eyes and laughs. “Good point. Better lie on the floor.”
I just lean against it and cross my arms as I watch her laying there. I don’t need a massage. I’d rather just watch her beautiful body.
There’s a knock at the door and it suddenly swings open. Two muscular men walk in and I jump up, ready to knock them out with my tight fists.
“We’re going to be your masseuses today,” the blond one says as he smiles at me. He sees my fists at the ready and frowns. “Looks like someone needs to be relaxed.”
My bear is growling inside my chest. Or, maybe it’s me. I don’t like these guys in this room when Nora is only wearing her underwear. I don’t want them anywhere near her, let alone putting their hands all over her.
“Would you like to lie down on the table, sir?” the second guy with the red hair asks.
“No,” I say, crossing my arms. “I wouldn’t.”
“Kneecap,” Nora says with a sigh. “Just lie down. You’re going to have to do stuff like this if you want to be a couple.”
My chest is heaving and I’m having a hard time not punching these guys in the nose, especially when the blond one glances at Nora’s beautiful ass.
But if this is something that Nora wants to do, then I guess I have to try it for her.
The table creeks and groans as I lay down on it. It’s stronger than it looks.
The red headed man walks over to me while the blond man walks around Nora. I keep my eyes locked on him as he stands over her.
How is this fun? Or relaxing? I don’t get it. This is anything but relaxing. My pulse hasn’t raced this hard in weeks.
“What’s that?!?” I shout, jerking my head up when I feel something oozing onto me.
“It’s just the massage oil,” my masseuse says as he slides his hands up my back. Yup. A man’s hands all over me—definitely not relaxing.
I’m cringing as he slides his hands over my shoulders and all I can think about is running out of here and not stopping until I’m back in my cave. I’ve been wanting to get back into society for so long and now that I’m in it, all I can think about is escaping it once again.
Nora laughs when she opens her eyes and sees me. “Just breathe,” she says, giggling to herself. “And stop arching your back up like that.”
“Well, he keeps touching me!” I say, shooting him a fierce glare over my shoulder.
He’s too busy focused on rubbing his hands on me that he doesn’t seem to notice.
My heart really starts pumping when I see Nora’s masseuse rub oil all over his palms. What the hell does he think he’s doing?
“You better not—”
It’s too late. He touches her.
All over. Rubbing her bare back with his oily hands in a soft, sensual way.
“—touch her,” I say. Although, it probably comes out more like a growl.
Before he can get to her ass, I explode off the table, lunge across the room, and grab him.
“Kneecap!” Nora shouts as I lift him off his feet and slam him into the wall. “What the hell are you doing?!?”
“You really need to relax,” the blond guy says, staring down at me in shock.
“Nobody touches her but me,” I say through gritted teeth.
“But… but… you paid for a massage,” the guy says, looking confused.
I let him go and he falls to his feet. “Keep it,” I grunt. “Now beat it. Both of you.”
The blond guy looks to Nora and she just shrugs.
They quickly rush to the door and run out, leaving us alone in the room once again.
“What was that?” she asks with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t you know how a massage works?”
“Don’t you know how I work?” I ask, walking over. “I’m not letting strange men touch you like that.”
She rolls over with a sigh, showing me those beautiful breasts once again. “We have the room for an hour,” she says with a sexy grin. “What are we going to do for that long?”
Her legs open and I let out a groan when I see her damp panties tempting me.
“I wonder,” I say as I flick the knot in my towel, letting it fall to the floor.
She grins as I put some oil on my hands and start rubbing it all over her breasts.
“Now this is a massage I like,” she says with a moan.
“Good,” I say, licking my lips as my cock hardens. “Because blondie is not coming back!”
“What do we do now?” I ask, looking around in confusion.
“We lay down on the massage tables and relax,” Nora says as she slips out of her robe. She’s wearing nothing but panties underneath and the sight is creating a tent in the towel I’m wearing around my waist (my robe was too small for my shoulders, obviously).
“Calm that beast down,” she says with a grin as she lays down on the fold-out table, depriving me of the gorgeous view of her chest. With her breasts hidden, my eyes immediately dart to her curvy ass.
There’s soft music playing through the speakers in the room and the only light is coming from the lit candles. It’s the perfect atmosphere to take those panties off.
“Hey!” she says, slapping my hand away when I try. “We’re not here for that.”
“But we’re here for other people to put their hands on us?” I ask, still confused about this whole couple’s massage thing. I’m only here because Nora begged me to come with her. Her body is sore from all of the horseback riding and hiking and swimming and sex from the past few days. But mostly from the sex. She said she needs a masseuse to work the knots out.
I tried to massage them out for her but she screamed as soon as I started. Apparently, my grip strength is a little too much for her to handle.
“Just lie down on the table,” she says with a laugh as she closes her eyes.
I take a deep breath and turn to the small fold-out table. “If I get on that thing, it will collapse.”
She opens her eyes and laughs. “Good point. Better lie on the floor.”
I just lean against it and cross my arms as I watch her laying there. I don’t need a massage. I’d rather just watch her beautiful body.
There’s a knock at the door and it suddenly swings open. Two muscular men walk in and I jump up, ready to knock them out with my tight fists.
“We’re going to be your masseuses today,” the blond one says as he smiles at me. He sees my fists at the ready and frowns. “Looks like someone needs to be relaxed.”
My bear is growling inside my chest. Or, maybe it’s me. I don’t like these guys in this room when Nora is only wearing her underwear. I don’t want them anywhere near her, let alone putting their hands all over her.
“Would you like to lie down on the table, sir?” the second guy with the red hair asks.
“No,” I say, crossing my arms. “I wouldn’t.”
“Kneecap,” Nora says with a sigh. “Just lie down. You’re going to have to do stuff like this if you want to be a couple.”
My chest is heaving and I’m having a hard time not punching these guys in the nose, especially when the blond one glances at Nora’s beautiful ass.
But if this is something that Nora wants to do, then I guess I have to try it for her.
The table creeks and groans as I lay down on it. It’s stronger than it looks.
The red headed man walks over to me while the blond man walks around Nora. I keep my eyes locked on him as he stands over her.
How is this fun? Or relaxing? I don’t get it. This is anything but relaxing. My pulse hasn’t raced this hard in weeks.
“What’s that?!?” I shout, jerking my head up when I feel something oozing onto me.
“It’s just the massage oil,” my masseuse says as he slides his hands up my back. Yup. A man’s hands all over me—definitely not relaxing.
I’m cringing as he slides his hands over my shoulders and all I can think about is running out of here and not stopping until I’m back in my cave. I’ve been wanting to get back into society for so long and now that I’m in it, all I can think about is escaping it once again.
Nora laughs when she opens her eyes and sees me. “Just breathe,” she says, giggling to herself. “And stop arching your back up like that.”
“Well, he keeps touching me!” I say, shooting him a fierce glare over my shoulder.
He’s too busy focused on rubbing his hands on me that he doesn’t seem to notice.
My heart really starts pumping when I see Nora’s masseuse rub oil all over his palms. What the hell does he think he’s doing?
“You better not—”
It’s too late. He touches her.
All over. Rubbing her bare back with his oily hands in a soft, sensual way.
“—touch her,” I say. Although, it probably comes out more like a growl.
Before he can get to her ass, I explode off the table, lunge across the room, and grab him.
“Kneecap!” Nora shouts as I lift him off his feet and slam him into the wall. “What the hell are you doing?!?”
“You really need to relax,” the blond guy says, staring down at me in shock.
“Nobody touches her but me,” I say through gritted teeth.
“But… but… you paid for a massage,” the guy says, looking confused.
I let him go and he falls to his feet. “Keep it,” I grunt. “Now beat it. Both of you.”
The blond guy looks to Nora and she just shrugs.
They quickly rush to the door and run out, leaving us alone in the room once again.
“What was that?” she asks with a raised eyebrow. “Don’t you know how a massage works?”
“Don’t you know how I work?” I ask, walking over. “I’m not letting strange men touch you like that.”
She rolls over with a sigh, showing me those beautiful breasts once again. “We have the room for an hour,” she says with a sexy grin. “What are we going to do for that long?”
Her legs open and I let out a groan when I see her damp panties tempting me.
“I wonder,” I say as I flick the knot in my towel, letting it fall to the floor.
She grins as I put some oil on my hands and start rubbing it all over her breasts.
“Now this is a massage I like,” she says with a moan.
“Good,” I say, licking my lips as my cock hardens. “Because blondie is not coming back!”
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