Chapter 75


    The Merman, My Man by ck Velvet Chapter 75


    The simple question he asked was moreplicated to answer than a thesis question.


    I had no idea how to answer him. I didn’t even think of developing that kind of rtionship 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 exined it like that, Dicken may not understand me.’


    If I said that I belonged to him, that would mean that I was willing to be his mate and be his s*x


    partner whenever he wished.


    But if I said that I belonged to Gary, the oue 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.Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    My adrenaline started rushing, and right then, Dicken inhaled before saying, “Linda…I’m hungry…“


    An rm 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 muscr 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.


    I was worried that my hesitation had angered Dicken and that he had changed his perception of me


    from a mate to food.


    ‘Oh my god, how can I forget that he still has the brutal nature of a beast?


    I just got through a life-or-death situation. I’m terrified of dying!


    I would rather be his mate than lose my life…’ “I…want to…eat you…“


    Dicken had changed the tone of his voice, and now he sounded more sinister as he spoke.


    He opened his mouth wide and went for my shoulder. His ivory white teeth glinted in the darkness of


    the cargo hold as his throat released a murderous snarl. In fear, I eximed, “I ‘m yours! I’m yours!


    Don’t eat me, Dicken! I’m yours! “


    My survival instincts made me repeat the words ‘I’m yours’ several times like it was a spell to keep


    death at bay.


    But it seemed like Dicken didn’t hear me as his teeth were still brushing the artery in my neck. It was


    like he had already decided to start consuming me from there. He then made a sound different from the


    threatening one he had made earlier.


    It was only after a while that I realized what it was. He wasughing. I looked down at him carefully and


    saw that the corners of his lips were cracked wide open. His deep, blue eyes were giving me a once-


    over in a teasing andpelling fashion.


    ”You are mine…Linda.”


    The scent he emitted entered my nose. I suddenly realized that I had who11y underestimated Dicken’s


    emotional intelligence. I was at the center of his palm. He had set the trap knowing that I would choose


    the option which would enable him to have in


    ‘Damn it ! This f*cking beast ! ‘


    Before I could shout at him in protest, his lips had covered mine. His slippery tongue slid between my


    teeth and wedged itself against the roof of my mouth. Just like that, he forced my mouth wide open as


    he explored the interior of my mouth. It was just as he wished.