Merman Bl Novels & Stories

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

He asked, as I smirked and moved back. "Nothing, I just never thought I’d ever see a merman’s cock." I said bluntly. He raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "So, how is it?" He asked in a lower, huskier voice. I looked down at the merman's penis, blushing once more. "It’s nice and big." I complimented. "You can put it away now." He seemed satisfied with my compliment, before slowly letting the sheath of his scales hide it away once more. He didn’t seem too impressed I didn’t want more, as he backed away and took his place by the door.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Logan Hardington was one fine-looking specimen— Human or Mer. Handsome face and warm, dark brown eyes below thick hair the color of a sea lion’s pelt after a few hours in the sun. The light dusting of hair on his chest was a shade darker. Broad, tanned shoulders ta-pered to a taut abdomen where his black shorts rode low on his hips above long, well-toned legs. His face and lean, muscled body looked as if they’d been carved by a master sculptor.

She thought as a knife and gun slid in her hands. “Who are you, are you?” Warlus asked the merman. As he held a ice blade to his neck. He had beaten the merman to a pulp, keeping his promise to kill him slowly, but he needed answers. “I guess my dear brother didn't tell anyone that he has brothers he betrayed in order to become the Ocean King.” Atlas said spitting blood from his mouth.

the woman responded but Mel shook her head. "Okay what's going on and who is this woman?" I asked Mel. "She's Arianna, my friend," Mel happy said but all the woman did was glare at me when I looked at her. "I don't get it! Your friend? From where?" I asked and soon dad uncle Ryan and Kaden shifted back into their human forms with one of the warriors who were there throwing them each some shorts to wear. "She's my mermaid friend from the village. Well she's not a friend but she's more like my mom she's very nice," she responded smiling lightly and all I did was raise a questioning eyebrow.

She however, knew that it wasn’t intimidating enough when the merman began to laugh. “Come on, I don’t bite…yet” he said smiling as he held Ashinaby the hand. Ashina’s blood ran cold immediately. She was about to bark at him when she held a deep voice that shook. “Take your filthy hands of her, or I’ll feed you to the sharks for dinner” immediately the merman left her and ran Away. Ashina turned to thank her knight in shining armor and she gasped. Staring at her was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

Fast. Lucian reached the manual release lever for the hard shell lifeboat, his bloodied hands struggling against the warped steel bracket. "Hold on to me," he commanded, his voice dark, desperate, and laced with a terrifying vulnerability I had never seen in three years of marriage. "Sera, hold on to my coat!" I stood swaying on the wet, tilted deck, clutching his cashmere sleeve with trembling fingers, my vision blurring at the edges as blood loss and shock began to pull me down into blackness.

The merman looked at Athos, his dark eyes shining with a mixture of desire and something deeper, something Athos still couldn’t name. “Are you ready?” Carbius asked, his voice deep and full of promise. Athos nodded, speechless, his body already responding to the merman’s touch. Carbius slid his hands along the sides of Athos’s body, removing his wet clothes with slow, deliberate movements. Athos’s skin prickled at Carbius’s touch, each movement awakening a new wave of pleasure. The merman then positioned himself over Athos, their bodies perfectly aligned. He brought one hand to Athos’s thigh, gently parting it, while the other explored the human’s chest, making him gasp with pleasure.

Two chests were lifted up the side of the ship with massive effort, leaden with water and their contents, and placed upon the deck to drain. As I returned my eyes to the water, I saw a flick of blue and silver, and found myself looking down at a merman. He caught my eye and grinned his face distorted by the ripples of the waves. I followed the balustrade around to the rear of the ship as he swam that way, just below the surface, face up, holding my gaze. Once he was out of sight of the sailors, he rose from the waves.