The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 92
Right then, Dicken’s head popped into my line of sight and blocked me from seeing anything else. The next thing I knew, his lips were sealed with mine.
The kiss was intense in frustration as Dicken’s tongue pried my teeth apart, conquering the interior of my mouth, causing my chest to start heaving.
The sudden kiss took my breath away, and as Dicken whisked away at my tongue, my attention was finally drawn away from the red-haired merman.
Just as I was about to oppose Dicken and pull away from this ill-timed violation, he released me. I didn’t expect him to let go of me so quickly. He then narrowed his eyes when he looked at me and turned to glare at the red-haired merman. He looked like an emperor giving a silent warning to a naive
trespasser. It was as if he was saying, ‘This is my loot. You can’t snatch her away from me!’
Dicken’s face became more fierce, and his eyes appeared colder. He revealed his ivory teeth which glinted in the moonlight. He was unleashing his murderous intent.
“I will…come back…Linda.“
Dicken’s claw slid across my cheek gently, leaving a final trace of his damp warmth as he spoke in a low voice.
His claws tenderly clutched my hand before lowering his head into it and inhaling deeply to take in my scent. With his long eyelashes pointing downward, his face seemed to be cast with a gentle shadow.
I caressed his contoured face, and my heart couldn’t help but tighten as it throbbed with a dull pain.
“Wait…for me…my Linda, “ Dicken mumbled into my palm.
Seeing Dicken in this situation caused a feeling of uneasiness to rise in my chest. This kind of uneasiness was foreign to me, and it felt closer to a state of panic. I was panic -stricken and in a state of immobility from this feeling until Dicken let go of my hand and turned away.
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