Merfolk's Deep Haven

A Touch

On the day of Merman's arrest, the glass water tank shattered due to one of his powerful impacts. As a result, the facility had to reinforce the materials and construct an isolation area similar to a water tank. Everything had been going smoothly until then, and the researchers were able to gather various data about the merfolk. No one expected that the cage-like water tank could be easily broken through by him.

The drainage systems immediately activated, and emergency alarms blared throughout the facility. Rick was knocked to the ground by the tremendous impact. He slid back about three meters and collided hard with the console.

A sleek figure, black and blue, swiftly swam towards him. Rick quickly got up, startled. The merfolk's tail was thick and powerful, with a tail fin that spread out like a giant curved sickle. It had sharp edges resembling a blade, and as it moved through the air, it made a terrifying sound like the wind being shattered.

Rick managed to dodge just in time, narrowly avoiding the merfolk's tail fin. However, the console was not as fortunate. It was smashed in half, causing electronic debris to explode and a deafening roar to fill the air.

In the dim and cold light, only the scales on the merfolk's tail were visible. Its body stood tall and proud, resembling an evil spirit lurking in the depths of the sea or a ghost haunting the vast sky.

Rick quickly pressed the hatch switch and anxiously waited for the researchers to arrive and help him escape.

Meanwhile, Ann found it challenging to cope with the forced fever. Since Kondo was only a beta, she had never been injected with Alpha pheromone. When she reached estrus, she could be suppressed with suppressive drugs.

However, after Kondo's glands were partially removed, the Alpha pheromone took control of her reasoning, sweeping away any semblance of rationality.

The merfolk carried her to a corner with his strong arms, holding her like a spineless jellyfish, her wet and sticky body pressed against his chest.

There was still an unhealed gunshot wound on his chest, a painful reminder of the past.

The merfolk tilted his head, emitting a low moan from his throat. Using his pointed fingertips, he gently lifted Ann's hair that covered her face, revealing her expression and saw the scarlet color in her eyes.

Ann's vision became hazy, her cheeks flushed to the point of burning, and her body felt saturated like a sponge filled with water. The scent of broken branches and leaves emanated from her pores, creating an overwhelming atmosphere.

Sharp, webbed claws pressed against her, as a tall and slender figure loomed over her, casting a shadow that engulfed her completely. The contact between their skins was drenched in seawater, leaving a faint trace of salt. It was a chilling sensation, yet it seemed to ignite a fire within her.

Unable to move, Ann's mind felt foggy and her thirst was unbearable. She longed to quench her thirst, but her voice failed her, and only broken sobs escaped her throat.

Everyone else was safe.

Everything was alright.

Desperately, she yearned for a parasitic host.

With heavy breaths and rapid wheezing, Ann pressed herself against the merfolk's body. Its smooth and resilient skin felt inhuman, evoking an inexplicable mix of fear and heat.

It was like a tangible demon.

She wrapped her arms around the merfolk's neck, and it obediently lowered its head. As it moved, its long hair cascaded over Ann's shoulder blades, sending a chilling sensation through her body, as if she had entered a swarm of algae.

The merfolk's body tensed slightly.

Its tongue grazed Ann's eyelids, wiping away the few drops of someone else's blood.

Then, the tip of its prominent nose descended, gliding slowly against her neck. Its long, wet hair entwined around her, while its fishtail detached from her bouncing legs and pressed firmly against her buttocks.

A bulging secret sac adorned the merfolk's waist. It twisted Ann's calf with its scaly tail, scraping her delicate skin, before trailing along the base of her leg.

Ann's lower abdomen swelled, creating an urgent need to relieve herself.

The broken skirt was rubbed open, revealing her fair thighs. She was forced to straddle the merfolk's body, her legs spread exaggeratedly, and her soft vaginal flesh began to rub roughly against the merfolk's slippery abdominal muscles.

Ann put her hands on the merfolk's chest. She gasped in confusion, and dug her nails into every inch of skin that her hands could touch, but failed to leave even a single mark.

The merfolk let her be entangled and teased like an older father, and her elegant and noble face was filled with a sense of tranquility like an ancient painting.

He has sculpture-like muscle lines, and large drops of water slide down and wind along the stretched chest and abdomen, until they fall to the place where the waist and the fish tail are connected, where a scale suddenly bulges.

The s****l organs in the scales finally poked their heads out. The rhizome-shaped genitals were very similar to humans, or to dolphins, but much larger.

The merfolk hugged her shoulders and back with his water-filled arms, touching her from the tailbone to the back, then spread out her webbed claws, closed her fingers one by one, and pinched Ann's glands.

At that moment, an indescribable feeling shot up from Ann's spine, and the strong fragrance penetrated into her bone marrow almost feverishly and without leaving any room...

Just one touch and she was on the verge of o****m.