The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 71
The scent of Dicken’s unique fragrance entered my nostrils, hastening my breathing. My body had been submerged in water for some time, so I should’ve been cold. But, instead, my body was heating up as if I was being held above flames.
I gritted my teeth in uneasiness and inhaled a deep breath to suppress my rapid breathing and to stabilize my heart rate.
I couldn’t believe that my body was becoming increasingly sensitive to Dicken’s touch.
Dicken’s slight rocking movement had caused me to clamp my legs around his tail.
As I thought about how humiliating I looked, I shook my head and squirmed from his hold onto me. Then, I grabbed his shoulders and shouted, “Dicken!
Dicken, I’m fine now. Can you please put me down?“
Calling him ‘Dicken’ was definitely better than saying ‘hey.’ The claws that were holding on to my waist loosened their grip as he slowly put me down. My feet felt around the water until they found the floor beneath to stand on.
I immediately closed my legs and buttoned my shirt in fear that he would take advantage of what he saw.
Dicken didn’t seem to notice what I did. Instead, he turned around and leaned against the wall before releasing a long sigh like he was finally relieved.
Right after that, he bent down and started to inspect his own body.
I followed his gaze and looked down to see several cavities in his abdomen as well as the metallic shine of bullets within them. A layer of membrane had formed in the exterior of the wounds.
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