The Merman, My Man novel Chapter 191

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 191

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 191

As I thought of the intimate relationship I had formed with Dicken, I felt extremely embarrassed. It felt like I had placed Dicken into the position of a voyeur, and he was hiding and observing my reactions.

“I’m guessing Dicken has been harboring similar feelings towards me. He has implanted his bloodline into me and then accompanied me through my youth like a father. And now, he has finally gained possession of me, as if reaping the fruits of his cultivation after many years. And he keeps returning to my heart. At this point, my heart and body all belong to him. I’ve fallen into an inescapable trap.

I finally understood how he felt when I had suddenly appeared in front of him.

He was no longer recognized by the youngling he raised by himself, and I had even attempted to seduce him. Even though I had done it for the sake of scientific investigation and merely wanted to retrieve his sperm, from his point of view, there was no difference between that and seduction! And it was during the peak of his heat!

I also remembered that when we were in the deep sea experiment lab, he was watching me from underneath I had stripped naked and provoked him, trying to tell him I was a human being. But it was an exciting and laughable thing to him!

“God, what was I thinking while doing my research? I was basically trying to tempt him while naked

“I must have been overwhelmed by my anger, and during that time, I was completely unable to remember what happened in my childhood.”

While recalling all of this shamefully, I felt a current radiate through my whole body, making my body start to tremble. Then my body started to heat up, which surprised me.

I placed my thumb into the palm of my hand, pressed my four fingers together, then straightened my legs and violently pulled my wrist outward. The metal violently impacted against my bone, and pain emanated from it wave after wave. I almost fainted

from the sensation, and then I heard the sound of my thumb being dislocated.

My thumb was bent in a deformed shape, hanging off the palm of my hand. There was a newfound webbing without elasticity, drooping in between my fingers, like a shriveled duck’s claws. It was more like a freshly cooked duck because my hand looked extremely red.

I was in so much pain that tears rolled from my eyes and my lips began to rise. The expression on my face indeed looked cramped, and if someone were to have seen my face. they would’ve thought I was a psychopath.

But the situation I was in made me too happy, My heat must’ve ended early due to the pain, and even though I wasn’t sure whether it would arrive once more, I was happy. At least now, it wouldn’t continue to torment me.