The Little Merman Demands Legs from the Sea Witch - Chapter 46
“Ah, uhh, no, put it in, hngh!”
Despite asking him to put it in, Iko’s legs tightened around his shoulders, making it impossible for him to pull away, caught in the waves of pleasure.
Kashmir continued to slurp, making obscene noises as he drank her fluids. No matter how much he drank, more kept coming, like an endless spring.
With her face flushed bright red, Iko tilted her head back to look up at the palm tree above her. The clear sunlight, made possible by magic even in the underwater world, only served to heat her already burning body even more.
Just when she was about to reach her peak, Kashmir finally lifted his face from between her legs. His face was drenched in her juices.
The sight of him, both lewd and embarrassing, made Iko’s lips quiver as she swallowed nervously. Her heart pounded with anticipation, hoping he would finally enter her.
“Iko, I’d love to put it in, but there’s a problem. It’s lunchtime.”
Just when she was expecting him to continue, Kashmir lowered the leg he had draped over his shoulder and spoke in a deflating tone, as if he was really about to stop. He stood up and began to fix his tousled hair, acting as if he was really going to leave, which made Iko panic.
“It’s okay if we’re a little late.”
Seeing her suggest postponing her schedule herself made Kashmir smile inwardly. It was usually her that he had to convince, but now their roles were reversed.
“Is that so? How much later is a little? If I start, I won’t be able to stop quickly.”
“It’s fine, just put it in.”
Her body was burning with desire, and her priorities had shifted entirely towards him. Kashmir couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across his face. Seeing Iko openly express her desires made him even more excited.
“I didn’t know you wanted me this badly.”
“If you understand now, hurry up already.”
Her impatient urging made Kashmir sigh in a mockingly resigned manner as he grabbed one of her legs and draped it over his arm. When he took hold of his now enlarged member, Iko gulped nervously.
“Are you swallowing because you want it so badly?”
She thought she had been discreet, but Kashmir had noticed her gulp. Embarrassed, Iko turned her head to the side. Her burning red ears looked adorable to Kashmir.
“Alright, since you want it so much, I’ll give it to you.”
With a light slap on her bottom, Kashmir positioned the tip of his s***t at her entrance. The soaked entrance, eager to receive him, pulsed as it swallowed him in.
Feeling like he was being sucked in, Kashmir frowned slightly and pulled Iko close, pressing their bodies together. Every time he felt how much she wanted him, it reassured him.
“Iko, ah, you’re squeezing me so tight.”
Kashmir swallowed the words threatening to spill out about how he felt he might finish too soon. Her inner walls were contracting and releasing, pulling him deeper.
“I know it’s not the right time to say this, but do you think we’re visible from outside the tank?”
Kashmir asked, looking up while rubbing her bottom. The tank’s glass walls were transparent below a certain point, allowing a clear view outside.
“What if someone outside sees you desperately clinging to me, so eager for more?”
“N-No, it’s not visible.”
Iko knew the inside of the tank couldn’t be seen from outside, but his words flustered her, making her stammer.
“From outside, it just looks dark… Ah!”
“Is that so? Then that’s a relief.”
Kashmir, reassured, resumed his thrusting. It was a relief that no one passing by could accidentally witness Iko’s e****c state.
While Kashmir was relieved, Iko felt uneasy. The spell on the tank had been cast by Daribaya. Seeing the tank still intact suggested that Daribaya’s magic was still holding even after her death. But what if the invisibility magic had worn off? The thought caused a strange, heated sensation to spread through her body, mixing anxiety with an odd thrill.
“Ngh, Iko, you’re getting wetter, which is great, but why are you squeezing me so hard?”
He appreciated the proof of her pleasure, but in his current state, struggling to hold back, it was challenging. If he finished now, Iko would be left unsatisfied, and after lunch, she would likely dive back into her research, leaving him alone for who knows how long. If he didn’t satisfy her now, he would regret it later.
“Let’s go inside, do it inside.”
Her voice trembled, revealing her anxiety. Kashmir, understanding her urgency, carried her inside, still joined with her.
Finally feeling safe indoors, Iko pleaded with him.
“Thrust deeper, inside. Hngh, yes, yes.”
When Kashmir pulled back and then thrust deep again, a satisfied moan escaped Iko’s lips. She clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist. The mix of feeling like she might fall and the comfort of relying entirely on him created a strange but pleasurable sensation.
“Here? Is this the spot?”
Kashmir asked as he thrust into her, making sure she wouldn’t fall. With each deep thrust, Iko’s walls clenched tightly around him, as if they never wanted to let him go.
With tears of pleasure forming in her eyes, Iko nodded, hugging his head and planting kisses on every part of him she could reach—his forehead, his nose, anywhere. The long absence had only made her desire for him more intense.
Even though they were already connected so intimately, she still felt like something was missing. She wanted him to be even more forceful, to take her even harder.
