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It was many, many weeks after the storm had tried to decimate LeiLani's island. She had many strange souvenirs from that storm, including the one that was presently snoring away beside her. The tides rarely brought her something as unique and wonderful as him. It took the power of the ocean storm to wash up such an interesting find a he.

He was very nearly as frustrating as he was talented. Here he had a whole island to explore, he had Leilani to explore, and still he talked of leaving some day. It made a girl very upset hearing that kind of talk. After all, she was as willing as any lady otter could be.

She watched his chest rise and fall as he slept. A smile crossed her face. He was rather handsome and those spots that covered his body made his appearance somewhat exotic. She didn't necessarily like sailors, for they could be a nasty lot. They would drink excessively and then think they had the right to do whatever they wanted.

No one took liberties with Leilani!

This David was different. It came out over the course of his forced stay here that he had once been married. Talking about it made him very sad and he grew very quiet at those times. She would then feel bad for making him feel bad and worked very hard to make him happy again. She was pretty good at that.

Leilani was rarely sad, but somehow he always managed to make her feel better too, regardless of her original mood. He was a lot more caring and involved than she had ever expected from him, right down to the wonderful job he had done in helping to restore her favorite section of beach. She could see him as having been a good husband to this once lucky lady.

He had left the sea once, he had said, to join with a greater mistress; the female that he had married. She had been taken from him. But the sea could never leave; the sea could never die. She was a hard mistress, but she was eternal and she was faithful to the end. Leilani liked the ocean and what its depths offered, but she didn't see it as being male or female. It just was.

He was strange sometimes with his words. She knew his language well enough, but it had so many words that didn't always make sense to her. She liked it best when he wasn't talking. She preferred it when he was taking action over speaking, because his actions were always easy to be understood.

She decided it was time for action.

"Long Fellow?" She poked at the form sharing her hammock.

"Yes?"

"Are you awake?"

He opened an eye and smiled. "I am now."

"Good. I want you to explore."

"Really? I thought I had seen everything there is to see on this island."

She pinched him. "Not the island! Me!"

She yawned and stretched his well muscled limbs, nearly flipping the hammock over. It hadn't been designed for two. "I think I've searched out every nook and cranny you have to offer my dear."

"Yes, and every mound and curve. Are you saying that you no longer have a desire to explore them again?"

"I'm saying nothing of the sort. But considering that we just got done with this game only a few hours ago, I think that perhaps I might like a little swim in the surf first. You're a harder taskmaster than most ship captains!"

"Task-master? Do you find me to be nothing more than a task to perform?"

He realized he had overstepped his bounds. "No Leilani, I do not. I find that you have more energy than I do. You tire me out despite my best efforts at keeping up."

Her finger traveled down to his crotch. "I have seen no trouble with you keeping up!"

He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingers. "You know what I mean!"

She pinched his tongue lightly. "You must be getting old then. Old men have trouble keeping up with the young ladies, so I have heard."

"You are incorrigible!"

"No, I am in a hammock!"

He rolled his eyes. "I'll tell you what, my little Belle of the South Pacific; let's go down to the beach and see what the day will bring. A little sun on these muscles and a little water over my skin just might perk this "old" body up."

He loved the sea almost as much as she did, even if he had spent most of his time on top of it. He was that way when they made love too, at those times when she allowed it. He was very traditional in many of his views. Leilani was teaching him to be a little freer in his methods, from the way he caught fish to the way he ran his tongue over her...

Mmmm. She decided that if he needed sunshine and water, then sunshine and water it was.

"Fine. I think it will do you good to learn how to hold your breath longer. I can go very deep into the depths before I have to return to the surface."

"I'd be more impressed my dear, but as you're designed for such things, it hardly makes me deficient because I can't match your skill."

"Is that a compliment?"

"It's a statement of fact."

"Than I will take it as a compliment. Not everyone can be what they are meant to be."

"Is that a remonstration?"

"I do not know this word. But if you mean that I am calling you a monster, then no."

He fell out of the hammock, taking her with him. His laughter was loud and from the heart. "Monster? No, it means nothing of the kind. I was saying that I believe you are chiding me."

"Oh. Why did you not say so in the first place?"

He shook his head with mild amusement. "Never mind Leilani, never mind. Shall we see what the tide has brought ashore?"

"If you wish Long Fellow. But I think the most interesting thing to wash up has not yet gotten to the beach."

He held out his paw and she slipped hers into his. They headed off for the white beach and blue waters. The sand was warm underfoot and the little shore crabs darted out of the way as they got to the shoreline. Up and down the way, the white sand was unbroken. There wasn't a single speck of anything marring the surface.

"I guess there's nothing to find today."

"No? Just look at the footprints!"

He spun around, spying none but their own. "They're only ours."

"Yes. That makes us the only interesting things on the beach!"

He leaned in and kissed her. "You're interesting no matter where you are."

"Really?" She suddenly was struck with a little game they could play. "Then I have an idea. I have a place that I have never shown you. If you can find me in it, then you can do what you will with me."

He was too gentlemanly to mention that they had done just about everything two lovers could possibly do. "A game is it? Fine, but if you hide too well, I'll never find you."

"Oh, I think you have enough sense to figure it out before too long."

Without another word she turned, dived in a cresting wave and slipped below the surface. He sighed silently as the warm breeze washed over him. She knew he was no match for her when she was underwater. Not only was she a better swimmer, she could hold her breath far longer than his lungs were designed for.

He stood there for several minutes, waiting to see a head bobbing in the slight swells hundreds of yards from where he stood. Nothing. He grew more nervous as the time ticked away until, losing his patience, he dived in after her. She might know these waters well, but they didn't mean she was immune to some of the creatures who called it home.

He swam a little ways out, surfaced to see if she were somewhere watching him, and then dived again. She was nowhere in sight. He swam down to the bottom, looking for any clue she might have left, but there was none. When he surfaced again, he was next to an exposed reef just to the right of where he had started. He decided that this game wasn't for him.

"Leilani, this isn't funny!"

Over the sound of the lapping of the waves against the mound of dead coral, he thought he heard a giggle. He looked up on the reef and saw nothing. But he knew he wasn't imagining the sound. He swam around it twice to no avail. It was then that he was struck with an idea. He swam around it, looking very carefully at its structure. Sure enough, he found a seam; a crack where the sheer weight of it had caused it to split. The crack wasn't very large. Inside the hollow mass of white the light shown through only fitfully. But he heard a voice coming from inside.

"See, I told you you would figure it out!"

He knew better than to ask how she had gotten inside. There had to be a hole below the water. He hoped that it was big enough to admit him, because if he got stuck, it was a trip to Davy Jones Locker for him. He sucked in as large of a breath as he could and dived. Sure enough, on the other side was a rent, allowing easy passage for an otter and a tight squeeze for a jaguar. He pulled himself through and surfaced right into the waiting kiss of the otter.

"Welcome!"

"What is this place? Some favorite of yours I suppose?"

"It is nothing really. I almost forget that it is here. I have a whole island, so why would I want to be restricted to a tiny little cubby like this?"

"I don't know. It seems like a good place to hide when you don't want to be found."

"Maybe. I wanted to be found though, and you have found me. I am now yours."

He hauled himself up on the sand covered ledge that she was lying on. "Is that so? What do I do with a willing lady?'

She batted her eyebrows at him fetchingly. "I believe you know the answer to that."

"Why yes I do." The brief swim coupled with the nervous excitement of finding her had gotten him in the mood. He leaned in and kissed her, wrapping his arms around. She returned his kiss and slipped her arms around his sides. She could feel the warmth rising from between his legs, as well as the stiffness that properly accompanied it. She wiggled with expectation.

In fact, she wiggled so much that they slipped of their perch and into the water. Leilani wasn't fazed in the least. David, the one she called Long Fellow now, hastily righted their bodies and braced himself against the sides of the grotto. She wrapped her legs around him and looked him in the eyes. "You were supposed to get to do whatever you wanted to do. This hardly seems fair."

"Have you ever heard a word of complaint from me?"

"Yes. I believe I am a... task-master." Her tone was droll.

He rolled his eyes. "That was a joke!"

"If so, it was not funny. Are you sure I am worth the effort it takes?"

He leaned forward to kiss her, both for the thrill of it and to quiet her mock protests. She returned his kiss and hiked herself up higher on his body, feeling the waves lifting her up as if to lend assistance to their endeavor. She rode the swell until she topped his swell, that is to say, until she found herself perched on the tip of his very much engorged cock.

"So Long Fellow, are you ready for this task?"

He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer. She might be beautiful and sensual, but say one wrong thing and she was likely to hold it against you for a long time. "My lady; I am ready, willing and able!"

Her smile increased as her body eased down over his cock. Her tail churned the water as her legs pressed against his hips. She found she rather liked this position, in part because the silly male had left himself vulnerable. Sure he could let go with his arms and they would only drop the rest of the way into the water, but it did show that despite his somewhat foolish ways, he trusted her enough to expose himself in this manner.

She heard him groan as she wiggled her body down over his. Once she was down as far as nature allowed, she flipped her tail up until it was pressing against his back. She could feel his narrow tail twitching a little as she stroked hers across his back.

Shifting ever so slightly forward, she nuzzled his neck before rising slightly to whisper in his ear.

"Long Fellow?"

"Yes Leilani?"

"I am not really mad at you."

"I figured that out myself."

"Good. Am I still a task-master?"

"I plan on not answering that question on the grounds that either answer I give will prove to be my undoing."

"Long Fellow is a fast learner."

She locked her fingers together behind his neck and luxuriously stretched backwards as only she could do. She relaxed her tail, stiffed her legs and rode him for all she was worth.

He didn't mind this at all. From time to time he managed to snap his lips on one or the other of her breasts, making her pause long enough for him to tease the dark nipples into tight little mounds of flesh. If anything else, this only increased her need to move and writhe in the water, securely moored as she was to his willing cock. Several times he considered letting go of the sides, but she appeared to be having a lot of pleasure as it was, so he maintained his hold.

Besides, he found nothing to complain of in his present situation. She was delightful no matter where they were.

Even when the little local fish began nibbling at his toes was he able to hold his position within the grotto. There was something wonderful about this little island girl, and it wasn't just her nimble, lithe body. He had a feeling that what was inside her would manifest itself regardless of whether or not she was an otter, a tigress, a lioness or even an ursine mistress. It was apparent that she enjoyed life. She did not do so surreptitiously; nor vicariously or furtively. If she approved of you, then that was all that mattered to her.

He was glad he had chosen the respectful route in dealing with her. After all, she had saved his life. And then there was now! His eyes rolled back in his head for a moment. Oh Lord of God above, was she something! Given the choice between ever leaving and staying with her, he knew he had a tough choice to face. Home is where his heart was, and he was still wavering as to exactly where that was.

Leilani wasn't as caught up in her thinking as he was. Thinking was fine, but it only got in the way when one was trying to have an enjoyable time. All she was contemplating was how long his arms would hold out. She liked this position and where they were hidden. The fact was; even if the whole world was outside this little haven of bleached coral, not a single person would ever know they were here. There was something sexy about that.

There were times, now and again, where she felt the upcoming sensation that foretold of her forthcoming orgasm, and time and again she stopped moving in an effort to suppress it. At those times she would press against his chest and fight the urge for just a little while longer.

He wasn't quite aware of the reasons behind her actions. All he knew as that when she would stop, he could feel her body tense up; from her strong sinewy arms to the smooth, slick muscular confines of her most private area. It drove him crazy, for in those moments he could feel the subtle indications that her body was very much complimentary with his own.

The last time she stopped he took over where she had left off. He let go of the sides and grabbed her. They sank beneath the crystal clear water, held together by their mutual grasp. They were both wise enough to suck in air before they dropped to the bottom. Leilani latched onto a branch of the coral with her tail and hung on as he quietly ravaged her.

She finally let go of her walled up sensations, letting them take her in wave after wave of remarkable, deeply satisfying orgasmic pleasure. It was a combination of two very sensual things, making love and being in the ocean. It didn't get any better than this.

Her partner was still going strong, and Leilani had just enough presence of mind to propel them to the surface before he ran out of air. The silly feline didn't have the innate ability to retain air as she did. At the rate he was going, drowning was going to be a real possibility. They broke the surface, sucked in another lungful before dropping back down.

This time he braced against some underwater formations, pressing her down into the sand. His thrusts churned up the white specks until it rose and fell like snow around their entwined bodies. When he came, she could feel the grains grinding into her skin right through her lovely, thick fur.

His final throes were strong enough for him to break off the dead corals as he succumbed to the same feeling she was. She clung to him until he was finished. She then pulled from his body and pointed to the opening to the grotto. He nodded that her understood and swam through the hole and out to the open ocean.

She was reveling in the marvelous time they had had. He wasn't anything close to being the perfect male, but he had some very remarkable qualities. And he did manage to learn from his mistakes, which was better than a lot of males. He had something she liked.

Potential.

She surfaced shortly after he did. His gaze was not to the shore, but to the edge of the great water. There, sitting on the horizon was a ship.

Her heart sank like the setting sun.