The merman, my man

Chapter 57

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 57

“No, please don’t! I’m not his breeder! ” I cut off the soldier’s words immediately. I was eager to stay

clear of Dicken.

Any words that were related to Dicken and me made me nervous. I grasped my collars helplessly,

forcing myself to calm down quickly.

But then I smelled the thick, humid scent of Dicken’s body. The smell was getting closer to me, and I

was surrounded by it within a second.

I started to see Dicken crawling towards me. Memories of the bits and pieces began flashing back in

my mind. I was terrified, and I had to leave.

I fled to the cabin in a great rush and closed the door with a slam.

Gary caught up behind but was locked outside. “Miss. Linda! We need your help! “

“Linda! D*mn it! Let me in! “

They were slapping the cabin door violently. Gary and the soldiers were shouting outside, but I pressed

my back firmly against the cabin door.

I was then occupied with all kinds of emotions. The images of being raped by Dicken filled my mind.

Shame, fear, and irritation. My mind seemed to be overloaded for a moment. But in the next second, I

found myself falling to the ground. My eyes went dark before I could call out for help.

I woke up from the daze again. I had no idea how long it had taken.

The direction of the waves outside the window was flashing backward. I spotted a white track on the

sea surface. The ship was cutting merrily through the water, and it seemed like the ship had taken off.

‘But…where was this ship taking me to?’

I dazedly thought to myself. I had become one of the passengers without knowing anything.

I started to feel dizzy. I probably caught a fever again. I did not have the strength to be angry or want to

suffer the pain anymore.

Regardless of where this ship was heading, I was already on the way. ‘Linda oh, Linda. You have no

way of escaping.’

Subconsciously, I gave up struggling. I stood up and took a few steps. Then I collapsed on the

bedboard, feeling lethargic.

I gradually felt my fever become more severe. The heat in me slowly spread to every inch of my body.

The bed below me no longer felt like a bed. Instead, i t felt like it had turned into a steaming basket. As

if I was being steamed in high heat.

I would soon evaporate to death. Every pore in my skin had enlarged, consumed by the heat they were

exuding.

“Water…Water…“ I cried out subconsciously. But my throat was parched and dry, and I could only cry

out in a hoarse voice.

Maybe I was dying. I didn’t know.

The idea of dying became more evident in my mind second after second. My fever would get more

severe if nobody found out I was here. Or perhaps I

wouldn’t die, and the high fever would damage my brain.

My instinct told me I had to get out of bed. But my arms were as soft as jelly. They felt dead. My fingers

were so heavy, as if they were each tied up with a pile of stones, I could barely move.

Initially, I was still conscious, struggling drowsily. But I slowly started to lose consciousness as time

passed.

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felt like it was being submerged in burning hot waves. It made me feel like I was slowly sinking…

sinking…sinking…

A sudden coolness awakened me, and I sensed a moist and cold object beside me. I had no idea how

much time had passed. But this coolness came right before I shriveled up into a corpse.

The next minute I could feel the cool object gently covering my forehead. It tried to transmit the cool

temperature to me by licking me on my forehead. It had somehow caused our body temperature to

somewhat interchange. A moment later , I could feel my burning forehead become so much more

relaxed.

The coolness comforted me, and I thirsted for it. I desperately wanted more of it. The pleasure on my

forehead could no longer satisfy my needs.

My mind was all over the place, but I had no more energy to see or guess what it was. My eyelids were

too heavy, and I could hardly open my eyes.

I could not stand it anymore. I needed it more than ever. Now. I lifted my head and immediately thrust

the cold and slippery tongue-like object into my mouth like a deer panting for streams of water.

I began to suck desperately, absorbing its moisture bit by bit.