The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 75
The simple question he asked was more complicated to answer than a thesis question.
I had no idea how to answer him. I didn’t even think of developing that kind of relationship with Gary, and never in my wildest dreams would I have expected a creature of a different species to talk about love. Moreover, I am an independent and sentient being. How could I belong to anyone?
‘But if I explained it like that, Dicken may not understand me.’
If I said that I belonged to him, that would mean that I was willing to become his mate and be his s*x partner whenever he wished.
But if I said that I belonged to Gary, the outcome would be unimaginable given Dicken’s bloodthirsty nature.
“Damn it, I…“
After tormenting myself for so long on what to say, all that had escaped my lips were only a couple of meaningless words.
But Dicken seemed to have lost his patience. He leaned down until his lips touched my neck before bearing his teeth and biting me.
I could feel his teeth brushing past a vital artery in my neck. His throat released a hiss that was usually made before he went for a kill.
My adrenaline started rushing, and right then, Dicken inhaled before saying, “Linda…I’m hungry…“
An alarm went off in my head as extreme terror befell me.
I swore I was about to die from shock. The mental image of the pirate being gutted suddenly popped into my mind. The muscular pirate fell into a pool of his blood in an instant. Dicken looked like a devil who had risen from hell when he was covered in blood. I couldn’t help but shiver and gag when recalling that scene.
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