Page 16 of Not So Stranded
Zenori was still frowning as they said, “I have an ancestor who adopted seven hatchlings after their parent didn’t return. The parent was their friend, and they considered it an honor to raise their young.”
Kit smiled. “That’s excellent. I’m really glad they had someone to care for them.”
“I am upset that you did not, but we will care for you now.”
Kit laughed again because Zenori and Hiaka were pretty much the only reason he was still alive, and also because Zenori patted Kit’s other knee like he didn’t need to worry anymore. And, well, maybe he didn’t.
Chapter 7
Lounging on the deck by himself in the wee hours of the morning, Kit was conflicted. They were probably safe from the men who’d found his boat—he hesitated to call them anything nefarious now—and it wasn’t like they were fleeing for their lives. Theoretically, they could probably go back to that little island and be just fine. He could do a better job of securing his boat, return to his work, and Hiaka and Zenori could do their family-making thing in the lagoon.
He needed to know where Cecaelia Bay was. He’d tried to look it up, but it wasn’t listed anywhere. There were hundreds of unnamed and uninhabited islands all over the Pacific, so it could be one of those and the name was specific to Hiaka’s family. Kit was curious to know who owned it, though. Even the famous “disappearing island” was part of Hawai’i.
But if he did go to Cecaelia Bay with them, what was he supposed to study there? Did they even have turtles nesting? He couldn’t just abandon his grant to update data gaps related to nesting sites—that would tank his reputation and his career, not to mention he’d have to give back the grant money.
So what were they even doing?
A strangethwick thwick thwicknoise had Kit sitting up on his elbows just before Hiaka’s head appeared over the rail. Kit chuckled to know that was the sound of a cecaelia tentacle-walking up the side of a boat. Hiaka smiled and came over to drape themselves on top of Kit.
“I’m glad to see I don’t have to waste time undressing you.” Hiaka leaned down and kissed Kit while their tentacles slithered all over him. “Or worry about wet clothes.”
Kit bit his bottom lip in appreciation of the erotic attention. “Technically, I’m air drying after a bath.”
“You do smell nice,” they mumbled from where they were nibbling his neck.
“Where’s Zenori?” he asked as he caressed down Hiaka’s back.
“They’re coming.”
“Before or after we do?”
Hiaka chuckled, and then all of a sudden, Kit found his cock sucked inside something slick and tight—Hiaka’s cock. It pulsed on him like a sucking mouth, and Kit arched up into it and moaned.
Panting, Kit tried to keep his eyes open as Hiaka watched him, a grin on their face. The eye contact was doing devastating things to Kit. He’d never had someone stare at him like that. It was clear from the way Hiaka bit their bottom lip and made their own pleasure-filled noises that they were enjoying what they did to him. But it was also clear that they were getting off on watching what their body was doing to him.
“I’m c-coming,” Kit managed, his fingers gripping Hiaka’s back.
Hiaka nodded. “Do it.”
Oh, Kit did. He came with a yell, body strung tight, and Hiaka’s cock pulling it out of him. But then Hiaka made a quick move and their cock disappeared from Kit’s only to spray cum allover his thigh. It was a hell of a load since it was both of theirs together.
“That is why,” Zenori said from somewhere near Kit’s feet, “one should always practice sex in the water.”
“Less cleanup,” Kit said and chuckled weakly.
Hiaka groaned. “I could throw you both overboard, if that would help.”
“The deck, though.”
“Oh, right. We’ll have to sink the boat.”
“After everything we went through to get it back?” Kit said with mock outrage. “How dare you even suggest that.”
Hiaka rolled their bright blue eyes and tumbled to the side, off of Kit.
Sitting up, Kit found Zenori handing him the towel he’d used to somewhat dry off with earlier. He accepted it and made use of it to clean up, figuring he probably would end up in the water at some point during the day. Kit looked back at Zenori. “Anything I can do for you?”
“Hiaka has already seen to my desires.”
