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The Merman, My Man novel Chapter 156

Summary for Chapter 156: The Merman, My Man

What Happens in Chapter 156 – From the Book The Merman, My Man

Dive into Chapter 156, a pivotal chapter in The Merman, My Man, written by Black Velvet. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Paranormal fiction.

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 156

I couldn’t take it anymore. So, I clamped my legs around his waist and willingly grinded my sensitive region against his crotch, intertwining my ankles with his tail while I was at it.

Finally, I could feel the object at his crotch harden beneath the scales.

“Dicken, I want you…“ I closed my eyes and licked his face like a kitten as I said that in a sweet voice mixed with sobs.

Dicken’s indifference felt like torture, and it had caused me to cry. Between the sobs, I pleaded, “I won’t run away again. Please forgive me, Dicken. I want you. I’m begging you. Please satisfy me.“

After finishing my sentence, Dicken suddenly pounced onto me, pressing me against the rock wall behind me.

The touch of his claw moved from my calf all the way up to my thigh before lifting my hips higher. I

could only lean against the wall to support myself.

My hands were pressed behind me, and my legs were opened as wide as they could go. My crotch was raised high in the air, and my opening was completely exposed in front of Dicken.

His eyes narrowed as he teasingly looked at the opening between my legs.

 

I had never experienced s*xual desires this intense before. It felt like my soul had been split into two halves. One half remained within me while the other was in Dicken. It was only when we became one that I felt whole. But just penetrating me wasn’t enough. I needed him to slam it in fiercely and relentlessly as he ravaged me.

Dicken could feel my body accommodating him. As he licked my ear, he said in a hoarse and muffled voice, ”You…want me… ”

I closed my eyes and felt that I was spiraling deeper in pleasure as I shouted his name repeatedly. Each thrust was harder and deeper than the next, and I could only moan loudly in response. My legs were opened wide, and my hips moved in tandem with his thrusts.

I lost count on how many times Dicken made me climax or for how long we had become one. It was only when I was squeezed dry that my s*xual urges were relieved.

I felt that my body was filled with cum that Dicken had released at that moment. He had shot such a large load into me. It was as if he had abstained from s*x for a long time. I felt his body twitch from the release as he lay against the stone wall with me in his arms. We were both panting as we reveled in the pleasure of becoming one.

 

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