The merman, my man

Chapter 212

Dicken nibbled my earlobe mischievously and licked it repeatedly, and I couldn’t help shuddering even

as his webbed claws gripped my posterior even more tightly and caressed it without a care. My body

slowly softened under his touch, and I couldn’t help throwing my arms around his neck and gulping,

before opening my mouth and panting without control.

Dicken was watching me with his captivating eyes from up close, as if he would drown me within the

bottomless ocean that was his gaze, even as I saw my own reflection in his eyes.

My own gaze was ablaze with raging desire, for I was utterly obsessed and dependent on the man

before me. My eyes utterly bared the trust, passion, and every sentiment I wanted to hide, but those

feelings were a t once violent and endless, and it felt as if they would burst out of my body and surged

towards Dicken’s body, urgently wanting to melt into him.

My mind was clearly aware that I had fallen utterly. Dicken’s overbearing and unreserved love for me

had invasively destroyed all the barriers between us, be it race, morals, standpoint, and every other

shackle that holds down humans. It was he who had allowed me to muster my courage and free myself

from the cage of being human to love him.

“Yes… “ I threw my arms around his neck, burying myself in his chest under his hair, allowing myself to

drown in the ocean and murmur softly, “I’ve fallen for you, Dicken.“

He held me even tighter after hearing my response, his webbed claws dancing along my spine and up

to my head, reaching between my hairs to hold my head as if it was the greatest treasure in the world.

With a burning gaze, he asked, “Linda, placing my Yiki on you has been the best decision of my life.

How should I thank your grandfather?“ “Be nice to his daughter, dear leader.“

I whispered, even though I knew that my grandfather had only offered me to Dicken in order to save my NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

life. Who knows? He might even fight Dicken violently if he had known that Dicken slept with me.

“Be nice…“ Dicken chuckled softly beside my ear, just as his devilish voice flowed into my ears, “Well, I

shall be nice right now.“

Dicken had always been a fish that took the initiative, and immediately did what he said. Holding on to

me, we engaged in euphoric union, as if he was venting the unexpressed passion he had for me for

over a year.

There was no telling if it had something to do with the frenzied love we were making, but his fishtail

recovered to its thick, long scales, once again black and shiny as if it had received enough nutrients.

The tender, powerful fishtail coiled around my leg, and just like the last time, he gyrated against my

body, catching me in endless waves of pleasure that erupted like fireworks.

I could not believe that we went at it from night to day, until I was left with no strength at all and couldn’t

even lift a finger. On the other hand, Dicken was acting like some old pervert who had his fill, carrying

his new bride deep within their new house.

I somehow felt as if we were starting a new life on land with Dicken.

Oh my good, a human doing it with a merman who was basically her godfather! It was simply

unbelievable.

The abandoned Aquatic Organisms Research Lab was basically deprived of items humans needed for

living, but I quickly noticed that I didn’t need to worry about it—when Dicken hugged me, I realized a

familiar reaction in my body… yes, the mutations that had suddenly stopped two years ago had

resumed, and this time even more surprising than the last. Wide-eyed, I watched as shining silver

scales slowly grew over my legs, and excess muscles were also growing over my inner thighs,

resembling Dicken’s unstable transformation just now. Eventually, both my legs combined, and many

silk threads began to appear over my feet as if they had been suddenly pulled out of their spindle, and

my feet became a sharp tail fin.