บททั้งหมดของ The Merman, My Man: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

Even as she spoke, Mary grabbed the edge of the glass tank and pushed herself over it, though she soon skidded down the glass again soon enough, perhaps because she had not moved a muscle for a long time. I promptly caught her and asked, “What do you mean, fate? Don’t you decide that for yourself? I may be speaking rudely, but could you tell me what’s going on between you and that purple merman before you leave? There’s no telling when we would meet again, but if you feel that it’s invasive…”“It’s fine. I should actually be glad that I could tell someone before I go, and this secret has been kept for too long…” Mary leaned into my arms then, and I somehow saw an elderly person who had gone through the vicissitudes of life through her eyes. It was only then that I remembered—despite her young and beautiful appearance, it had been half a century since she had been turned into a mermaid. That young girl dressed in a kimono was already long gone, and she would be an elderly woman near th

“Ah… Ah… No…”I shuddered as if I had been jolted, and my legs turned to jelly as my two tender spots were being tormented. In that split second, those tentacles slid inches up my legs and soon broke through my groin which was bandaged heavily. They crawled around, slowly slithering between the gaps of the bandages and undid them bit by bit, searching for an outlet to enter me.My legs were cramping from the pain and my veins were bulging over my neck. I could feel a merman’s sheer power crashing around wildly over my blood vessels and almost bursting. Sharp claws were extending out of fingers and razor fangs protruded out of my gums—despite being unaccustomed to that, I bit his tongue forcefully by instinct just as it was about to pry my lips open. His thick, black blood streamed into my mouth, and I swallowed in the confusion, before coughing violently.However, Dicken didn’t let me go—his tongue reached even deeper, forcing me to accept his invasive kiss. Like a thirsty beast, he

I carried Mary to the cabin door and unlocked it. Light outside shone upon me right away as the door opened instantly, which forced me to close my eyes for an instant. However, before I could clearly see outside the door, someone grabbed me firmly and then shoved me aside. Even as my spine touched the bulkhead, I heard a hoarse, elderly cry: “Oh, my girl! My girl!”As my vision cleared, I froze in shock to find a man on his knees, clutching Mary’s body and shaking—it was Bob, who had tricked everyone by staging a fake funeral.He was as stiff as a statue, and I couldn’t see any expression on his face, but crystalline droplets could be seen trickling from his turbid eyes. If I were to identify those as tears, it would be the greatest joke I had ever heard. In fact, I couldn’t help laughing out loud from the contempt and rage in my heart then. I couldn’t help feeling sorry for Mary, who had been used by her own father as bait. “Hahaha! Mary’s actually your daughter, Mr. Bob?”Bob di

There was a reflection of me wobbling as Gary hugged me from behind over the sea’s surface, but my thoughts drifted through the sea to reach Dicken right away. Was he watching us? Would he get jealous? Would he show up? And in what form?“That’s enough, Gary,” I growled in irrepressible rage. “Let me go, or I will sabotage this ship and let those monsters onboard. I’m sure you won't want that sort of trouble.”“What are you talking about?” Gary seemed to think nothing of my words and even smiled without concern. Spinning me around and pinning me against the scaffolding, his drunken gaze twinkled playfully. “Are you saying that those monsters are targeting you, like they did with Mary? I’m not buying that, you little liar…” He got ever closer, breathing alcohol over my face. “I just wanted to tell you that you were so sexy that night you pointed a gun at me. Hell, it was so hot that I don’t just simply want to hold you—I would even take you right here right now, let alone hold you…

”Don’t move… Linda.” A deep voice wafted into my ears, and I couldn’t help feeling excited. Turning around, I find myself looking into a pair of cobalt blue eyes—his eyes were enthralling as they always had been, but that bottomless blackness was now gone. Did that mean he had come to his senses? If so, why hadn’t his body recovered?“Dicken?” I reached out to grab his webbed claw in my thrill, and I wanted dearly to turn and look at him, only for him to pin me back against the table. His damp hair was brushing against my groin, and I could feel a wet, soft object sliding around my most sensitive spot—it was his most sensitive spot, lapping up my injured cervix.It had been so long since Dicken had cared for me like this, and I couldn’t help clenching my fingers over the table from the sudden simulation while my ears flushed crimson in embarrassment. I remained sprawled over the table, quivering as my injured groin felt the double thrill of pain and euphoria.I couldn’t help moaning