The merman, my man novel Chapter 47

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 47

My mind was blown. There was no question that he was mocking me. In a rage, I took a syringe from the tray and stabbed it into Dicken’s arm. I said in an angry tone, “Excuse me, but I need a sample of your blood for my research! “

I thought he would have fought or struggled because the bleeding would usually cause animals and beasts to be defensive. But it wasn’t, and I was irritated. I would rather he fought back instead of teasing or mocking me.

What was unexpected was, he did not take a defensive stance or show any signs of discontent. He just retracted his smile and relaxed the muscles in his arm to accommodate me jabbing the syringe into it. He tilted his head and quietly watched as I extracted a tube of his blue-colored blood.

The moment I pulled the syringe out and my hand had left his arm, he immediately caught my arms and pulled me onto him.

I reflexively steadied myself by pushing my hand onto the floor, which prevented my face from colliding with his as I felt my heart jump into my throat.

Dicken narrowed his eyes in delight as he savored how flustered I looked. I could see his teasing expression up close, like my state of panic was his source of enjoyment.

I tried my best to push myself up so that I wasn’t lying on him completely. I didn’t even dare to breathe. He then casually swiped at the syringe’s needle with his pale finger and rubbed a blue droplet of blood onto my lower lip.

He looked at the smear of blood on my lip and appeared satisfied. In a deep and hoarse voice, he said slowly, ”I give… you… all of me… you are… my Linda.” He struggled to find the right words to say as he wasn’t fluent in speaking the human language.

I had nothing on underneath the lab coat, and Dicken’s claws started exploring underneath it with familiarity. The torturing feeling of embarrassment consumed me as his claws caressed my bare thighs.

With my arms around his neck, I bit my lip and fumbled around my sleeve, looking for the tranquilizer . But because my hands were shaking, the tranquilizer fell further into the sleeve by accident.

”F*ck! ” I swore again.

Without any other choice, I pulled myself closer to his neck so that he wouldn’t find out that I was still trying to get the tranquilizer out of my sleeve.