The merman, my man

Chapter 58

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.

I was vaguely conscious that a dark shadow was above me the next moment. I knew the figure was

getting closer to me as I could feel a moist and rapid breath in front of me. The silk threads hung down

loosely around me. It was like ice water had sprayed on my body, and I was immediately refreshed.

I couldn ‘t resist holding tightly onto the cold figure under the silk thread. I then began to rub my body

against it slightly to feel the coolness on more of my body parts.

Especially my breasts, they were as hot as fire. They desperately needed to be coo led down by its

touch.

But the more I rubbed against the figure, the more I could feel something hard being pressed against

my lower abdomen. I would’ve felt the object getting harder and bigger even if a blanket separated us.

I let out a soft grunt unconsciously. I felt uncomfortable, but I had no strength to push the figure above

me away. I couldn’t bring myself to pull away from the cool figure that had rescued me.

My blanket was then uncovered, and the cool figure pressed on me right after. My body was now

completely attached to it.

As soon as I felt the coolness, my legs eventually moved closer to the slippery figure above me. The

cold and fresh feeling of touching the figure pleasured me. I could barely feel the scales as my legs

rubbed against it. It was harder for me to control myself now.

As if I was being seduced, I wrapped both of my legs around the slippery object above me, desperately

wanting to be closer to it.

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.