CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
HANK
24 hours later…
Thunder and lightning crash around the shelter, while wind whips the trees. The flashes of light illuminate Elliot’s body as we grunt against each other on the ground. He’s got his hand between my legs as he plays with my rim, and I’m rubbing his dick as I pant under my breath.
Broken clam shells litter the ground, the last remnants of yesterday’s only victory before the storm arrived. Before we returned to being doomed and hungry and stranded under our cliff.
And horny now, which is a hell of a lot better than miserable and not-horny used to feel.
“You’re so hot when you do that gasping thing,” Elliot says.
I grab his ass, squeezing his body closer to me. “I’m afraid I sound a bit more feral in the cave than I usually would.”
“Oh, don’t be afraid of that, Hank,” he teases.
Thunder crashes again outside, and my pulse beats in my ears. What started as a late-afternoon drizzle grew into a steady storm that roared through the night. Elliot and I slept huddledin each other’s arms, but it hasn’t slowed, and the sky is dark as midnight even though I suspect it’s day.
Storms in this region could last for days. In extreme cases, the rain could stretch on beyond a week.
The thoughts evaporate as Elliot licks his fingers and plays with my hole, pleasuring me. My body quakes in response. There’s nothing like anal penetration happening on this island, but the rim play is enough to drive me wild. And with nothing else to do but hide, our bodies are a needed distraction.
I wrap my leg around Elliot and pull him to me, my brain alive with adrenaline as the weather rages, wind roaring violently. When I get him on the ground, I take his dick in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his twitching erection. Elliot paws at the back of my head and moans his appreciation, and rain blows in sideways and wets my back while I suck him.
The crash of a falling branch cracks behind me. Under the shelter of the cliff, spruce needles scatter in the wind. The apocalyptic storm rages, and Elliot and I cling to each other in the center of it, groaning and grabbing.
I stop sucking him and push him backward, getting us as close to the rocky wall as we can. Sheltered from the storm, he’s safe, and I go at him again. We stroke each other and make out, rolling against the mossy stone. Thunder rumbles around us, and pleasure burns through me, every muscle and nerve molten.
I finish Elliot off first, sucking his cock until he’s groaning my name, and then he jerks me to completion, his other hand between my cheeks.
Collapsed and sweaty in each other’s arms, we watch the storm’s fury.
“We’re safe from lightning under here, right?” Elliot asks. “It won’t come in sideways.”
“This is good lightning shelter, yes,” I assure him. I shift my weight, letting him find a comfortable spot against my side.“Even if the rain continues for days, there should be breaks enough in the lightning for us to visit the creek. Maybe gather food.”
Elliot looks up to me. “Days,” he says.
I rub the back of my head. “Conditions are returning to bleak.”
“Bleak with blowjobs,” Elliot offers.
We made a small fire to cook the clams, but there wasn’t enough dry time to ignite the signals, and we’ve failed to complete the second X on the beach. With a dwindling stash of violets, we’re not prepared for an extended stay in the shelter, either.
Elliot strokes my leg. The intimate gesture comes naturally, and I don’t pull away. Now that we’ve acknowledged our mutual attraction, it feels easy to seek comfort in each other.
The high of sex wears off, but the desire to protect Elliot stays strong, and so I get him under my arm.
“I wonder if they’re still actively searching for us,” he says. “When would they stop?”
“I’m not sure.” The idea stresses me. “Our plan stays the same, either way.”
Elliot sighs sadly. “My life is going to be such a mess. If I’m not working, I’m not getting paid.”
I look out into the raging storm. “It’s been nearly a week. We’re going to need serious medical attention, too.”
“I can’t stress enough the amount of porn I’m going to need to draw.”
