The merman, my man

Chapter 20

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 20

The devilish growl roused me from my dazed stupor. I struggled to stand and the fragrance emitted by

the merman permeated my surroundings.

The fragrance caused my body to weaken, I could not muster even a sliver of energy to stand up.

Dicken crept up from between my legs and licked a trail along my leg, gradually going higher and

higher. Then, he used both arms to lock my legs firmly against his lower body.

This merman was really in heat and he wanted to mate with me!

As I was tortured with embarrassment, Dicken’s tail entangled itself with my legs. His pale face leaned

forward in front of mine.

By reflex, I raised my hand to block my face from his and pressed my palm against his chin to stop him.

With the limited space between us, I tried my best to remain calm. Although I didn’t know why Peter

obeyed Dicken’s command to open the door, it seemed like we could communicate with him in simple

English!

“Dicken, this is a mistake…“

As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to slap myself. Linda, you idiot!

Why did you refer to him with the word associated with mating? Are you trying to court him?

As expected, the merman appeared even more excited, looking like a beast enjoying its prey. “F*ck,

stop it!“

I cou1dn’t help but scold him. I tugged my arm away and pushed his chest away. But his chest was as

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Dicken felt as if my arms were in the way and so with just one hand, he grabbed both my wrists and

pinned them above my head. He placed his other hand behind my neck to bring it forward and

proceeded to bury his face into my neck.

“Stop, let me go! You crazy beast! I am a human! “

I twisted my body around as I tried to create distance from his wet and slippery tongue. But my body

seemed to be taken over by a mysterious force and I lost all autonomy, I couldn’t even struggle.

My curses didn’t have any effect on a beast in heat, the feeling of hopelessness was horrible.

My surrender appeared to be seductive in Dicken’s eyes. He looked at me greedily with a grin and with

eyes full of desire like a ferocious beast that hadn’t feasted on meat in a long time.

He really is like a beast! Although he had a handsome face, he was more lustful than the male leads of

any R

-rated movie. He didn’t even try to hide his lustful animal instincts. If he were a human, he would likely

be a sex addict that wouldn’t be satisfied.

These thoughts were enough to terrify me because I was the object of desire for a ferocious beast.

I never want to be his toy to satisfy himself!

I started to feel regret. If I didn’t become fascinated with the dreams I had and tried to get closer to

merpeople, then I wouldn’t be in this situation.

Somebody… anybody… Please save me!