Charlie Richards - Beneath Aquatica's Waves 1 by Backstroking & a Tiger Shark

Author:Backstroking & a Tiger Shark [Backstroking & Shark, a Tiger]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Tort wanted to kick his own ass. He never should have called out to Cuzco when he’d spotted him. His intention had been to ask the coconut octopus shifter to leave where he was crab hunting between rocks and head out. Tort had wanted the beach to himself, after all.

Now I have to figure out how to explain shifters to my mate... who probably still doesn’t trust me.

Okay. One thing at a time.

Easing a sodden Kane onto the picnic blanket he’d spread, Tort knelt beside him. He picked up first one of Kane’s arms, then the other. After doing a quick inspection of the cuts and scrapes—and doing his best to ignore the way his mouth watered at the sight and smell of Kane’s blood—he released Kane’s arms and moved around him so he could check his head.

To Tort’s relief, his mate didn’t have an injury there, but he did notice a few dots of red soaking through the fabric of his pale green polo shirt.

“Sit tight,” Tort ordered softly, pressing a kiss to Kane’s temple. “I’m going to grab my first aid kit from my truck. Be right back.”

Although his brows remained furrowed, his expression uneasy and his eyes widely dilated, Kane still nodded.

“Be right back,” Tort whispered, pausing just long enough to peck a kiss on his lips. He rose and jogged to his truck. The only reason he had the kit was because Keller had put it together for him after he’d learned Tort’s mate was human. Now, he was damn grateful for that.

Tort returned to Kane and knelt beside him. Placing the kit on the blanket, he opened it and palmed through it. He found a disinfectant wipe and opened it.

Doing his best to be quick, Tort grimaced each time Kane winced or flinched. He apologized profusely, feeling guilty as hell. While he knew it hadn’t been him who’d hurt Kane, his mate had been hurt due to his decision and actions.

“Okay,” Tort murmured. “Arms are all set. I do need to check your back, though.”

Kane nodded. “Is my shirt ruined?” he asked, sounding a little glum as he gripped the back of his shirt and lifted it higher. “It’s a favorite.”

Tort noticed the few tiny spots where Kane’s blood had seeped from between his scratched skin and oozed into the fabric. “A little got on it, but not too much,” he told him. “It shouldn’t be too difficult to clean.” Touching Kane’s cheek, Tort added, “I’ll pay for dry cleaning. Don’t worry.”

Kane nodded slowly, turning his head so he could hold his gaze. He licked his lips. “So, uh, about the, uh—” His brows furrowed as his gaze slid forward and down. “What did I see, Tort?” Evidently, another thought struck him, for he asked, “Is that why you people own all this land? My sister told me it’s all privately owned. Is it because you have a, uh, a whatever the hell that thing was living among the shoals?”

“Babe, do you

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