The merman, my man

Chapter 218

“Would my fishtail really poke out?“ I asked softly and alluring just an inch away from his nose,

unrelenting in my attempt to tease him.

Nonetheless, he nodded helplessly, but though I pouted, I slowly lowered my gaze and slid down his

body like an agile serpent, resting my chain against his abdomen while watching him with dewy eyes

and licking my lips. “Well, what if I do this? You wanted me to do it last time…“

My voice was quiet, husky and scintillating as I licked his abdomen tentatively, just like a greedy kitten

licking the drops of water on its own fur.

Inhaling deeply for a moment so that I didn’t shake so much, I lowered my head and opened my jaw,

intent on trying to take in his gigantic member when he caught my chin in time, scooped me up, and

held me in his arms.

He pressed my hands behind my back, and his lips came in ferocious invasion the next instant, nibbling

heavily on my lips and slurping on my tongue. It hurt a little, as if he was punishing me for taking the

initiative.

However, I did not beg like I did before —mustering my newfound strength, I kissed him back without

backing down, bit his lip and kissed him all over his body. He was still holding me down with his hands,

restraining my waist before he turned and pinned me down, intent on subjugating me.

I wrapped my legs around him in response, and we tangled like a pair of wrestling seals, although it

was different for us than those creatures’ life-and-death struggle.

Soon, Dicken gained the upper hand in our game. My lips were swollen as I gasped for breath, and

could only lay under his shadow while my hands were restrained stiffly over my head. I could feel his

body shuddering in utter excitement, and I could tell from the blue veins bulging over his face that

merfolks were born thrill-seekers, and I was very content with his reaction.

“Are you courting me, Linda? Hmm?“ Dicken breathed through gritted teeth, though he was beaming

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“What? Have I not shown enough, dear leader?“

I leaned in to lick his lips with a smug smile. Pulling my hands out of his grasp, I wrapped them around

his neck and nestled my nose under his neck, inhaling his scent deeply. However, he pressed me down

again, kissing me as his hands groped and caressed me impudently under my clothes, and it took a

long while for him to stop.

He gulped, watching me with a distant gaze as he said rapidly, “You don’t get it. Ejaculation —that’s

what accelerates my blood flow and throws my genes into disarray, preventing me from retaining my

human form.“

“I see… So…“

So even oral was a no-go —or any stimulation, for that matter !

I sighed in melancholy, forcing myself to smile even though I felt as if someone had thrown a bucket of

ice water in my face, leaving me deflated as I loosened my legs from his waist. Still, he scooped me up

in his arms and dived into the waterhole.

The icy water calmed my restless blood, and Dicken appeared to have calmed down considerably as

well. He then pulled me up to the surface and pinned me against the wall of the waterhole, closing his

eyes to take a deep breath before opening his eyes to study my red, swollen lips. He stroked my cheek

and rubbed my lips, and suddenly pried open my lips, reaching a finger within to rub my tongue. Soon,

my drool was streaming out along his finger and dripped to the surface, and my cheeks were set

ablaze helplessly.

”If I wasn’t short on time, I would definitely have let you taste me properly… ”

He held himself against my ear and spoke lecherously like an old pervert, although I was focusing on

something else that he said. ”Short on time? What is that I supposed to mean?” I asked quietly. ”What

are you going to do? To reclaim your… Uh, Yiki?”