The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 70
Very quickly, the healing properties of Dicken’s saliva started to take effect. The extreme pain began to dissipate, and a tingling and ticklish feeling replaced it as the wound healed. It wasn’t uncomfortable. Rather, it was quite enjoyable.
Just like that, my body eventually relaxed, and my eyelids started to feel heavy as sleepiness took over my mind. Dicken rocked my body rhythmically as if I was a baby being rocked to sleep. Before long, I fell asleep peacefully with my arms around Dicken’s neck.
When I finally woke up from my slumber, I felt like I had been sleeping for a long time.
For a moment, I thought I was in a dream because I had regained my strength and vigor. The several hours of sleep felt like I had rested for days, all thanks to Dicken’s mysterious healing powers.
Dicken’s head was buried into my abdomen as he was still healing me. I looked down and saw his long eyelashes partially concealing his breathtaking eyes not forgetting his high nose bridge and his chiseled jawline. But the shadows beneath his eyes veiled the contours of his face. The way he looked right now was rather…gentle.
His gentleness made him seem like a charming man who could bewitch the minds of many.
As I was spacing out while staring at him, he suddenly lifted his head, and our eyes met.
My heart skipped a beat. I was so lost in thought that I perceived this despicable and lewd creature as a gentle being.
‘This must be a delusion caused by my injury! It has to be!’
I suddenly realized that I was in a shameful position. My shirt was wide open, and both my breasts were exposed.
I wanted to push Dicken away. The thought I had earlier combined with my position caused me to be extremely flustered.
I quickly retracted my hand like I had touched hot iron. Then, I stammered, “I’m much better now. You don’t need to help me anymore…“
Dicken cast his eyes down to my wound and said, “No After that, he bent his head down and resumed licking my wound.
“Ah, stop! Hey, don’t be like this! “
I frantically pushed his head away, but his claws held my shoulders in place, preventing me from moving so much.
The tingly feeling from his wet tongue quickly penetrated my senses again, causing me to straighten my back. Unfortunately, my breasts were also raised in that position, and so the feeling of embarrassment overtook my mind again.
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