The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 58
My lips were covered by two ice —cold pieces. They made me feel more comfortable.
I didn’t want to let go of the slippery thing in my month. So, I clung to it tightly, trying to absorb more water from it. The liquid from the object tasted like seawater, causing me to thirst for more. I instinctively stretched out my neck to move closer to it.
Suddenly, I felt the load become heavier on my lips. It was slowly crushing me. Then, the wet thing in my mouth withdrew.
Losing the comfort, I frowned in dissatisfaction. I suddenly seemed to hear a chuckle around my ear.
The slippery thing thrust into my mouth once again. A salty, cool liquid was then squeezed into my mouth, and it was injected into my throat slowly as if I was being fed.
I couldn’t help myself but desperately swallow it. I was like a refugee longing for water in the desert.
Suddenly, my tongue reached the tip of the object in my mouth, and I felt a small hole in it.
Gosh. It was the spring of life that had rescued me!
The liquid had indeed quenched my thirst, and it tasted sweeter than honey. If only I could get more of it.
After quenching my thirst, I had finally restored a bit of energy. I lifted my hands instinctively and placed them on the figure above me.
My fingers sensed something moist. They felt like a ball of silk thread.
I was eager. I could no longer think about what it was. I inserted my trembling fingers into the layers of silk thread and rummaged around it.
Soon, I felt a smooth surface under the silk thread. It was hard and firm. I laid my palm on it and then conveniently pressed down to get more moisture.
Though in a daze, I could feel a pair of human legs. They were strong and muscular.
But I gave up the thought immediately. I abandoned the idea of thinking about who it was, whether a man or a woman. For as long as I was in pain, none of it mattered anymore.
I followed after the primitive survival instincts in me and leaned in toward the person as much as possible, bit by bit, like an infant searching for protection.
I received an immediate reaction from my approach. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my back, and I fell into a peaceful embrace. I felt at ease in them.
Naturally, I leaned my head against his chest and buried my face in his cool hair.
A rapid and robust heartbeat sounded from my ears, giving me a sense of comfort and a sense of security. The pain and sufferings of the near-death experiences earlier had faded away as I clung closer to the person next to me.
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