The merman, my man novel Chapter 35

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 35

I was shocked by the scene beneath me. Dicken had surprisingly stopped hitting the glass as well as all his other movements. He paused for a while, then turned around to swim towards the deeper parts of the reservoir.

As he was doing that, he halted momentarily and turned back to glance at me once more before disappearing into the deep. With Dicken gone, I continued looking around anxiously. After I was sure he wasn’t spying on me nearby, I let out a sigh of relief.

I started to suspect that whatever I had seen was just a misunderstanding from my end. Perhaps Dicken’s behavior wasn’t because he was aroused, but because he was upset that I was of a different species, maybe that’s why he looked so sad when he left.

Otherwise, why would he have left so suddenly?

I pushed the thoughts away for the time being and turned on the shower to wash away the sweat from my body. Suddenly, I heard a sharp siren coming from my room. I quickly wrapped myself in a towel and rushed out to see what the commotion was.

I looked at the weather forecast on the screen in the research room and it said that a storm was coming!

My heart sank as I recalled what had happened on the boat.

“Linda! Hey, Linda! Are you awake? Can you hear me?“ Laura’s voice could be heard from the communicator on the desk.

I quickly picked it up and said, ”I’m here, Professor. Is there a storm coining? What should we do?”

”You don’t need to worry. No matter how severe the storm is, it will not affect the lab underwater. You can continue your research with no problems. But I must let you know that Gary, the other personnel, and I must leave the island. You’ll be alone in the research room for several days. We will come back immediately when the storm blows over, do you understand?”

A chill crawled up my spine.

I then noticed the reflection of something resembling a python looming above me on the glass floor, several salty beads of water dripped onto me and the sound of breathing could be heard from behind me.

I didn’t have any more headspace to figure out how the merman had come in. All I knew was that the merman behind me had lowered his head into my neck to breathe in my scent, kind of like a kid addicted to the smell of gasoline.

And right then, I was only clad in a towel.

The fear left me petrified and my legs started to shake. I wanted to escape but my feet were planted firmly onto the ground. My mind was also blank. I could feel Dicken’s wet skin plastered against my back, as well as a hot and hard object pressing against my tailbone. The moment I realized what that was, my mind became blank.