His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,15

met anyone who did that for a living, but yeah, I think I watched a documentary on those guys once.” I’d never imagined dating one, though.

Life was fucking weird these days.

“It is a very satisfying endeavor to make sure fewer humans die in automobile and airplane accidents.” Again, it came out very nonchalant.

He didn’t seem to have a clue how wonderfully unique he was.

“I bet.” As I let us in and closed the door, somehow the tension started to rise again.

Just being with him and knowing no one could see us was enough to make my body remember what his touch had felt like. “I admire that you want to make them safer.”

It was a very Dom-like thing to do.

Two of his tentacles trailed up my legs and, as they approached my torso, pulled me closer. “The dominant partners in your world do not focus on keeping their submissives safe?”

“I guess…I…” The way his grip kept tightening was scattering my brain cells again. “It doesn’t always work like that. They focus on their partners, not everyone.”

“Interesting.” The way he said it made it clear he didn’t like that idea.

He clearly had a bigger view of what taking care of someone meant than we did. I had a feeling a lot of our stuff was going to end up being safer over the next few years.

Wait until they realized how much crap was in our junk food.

I might never get a Twinkie again.

“Thank you for making cars safer, Sir.” Acknowledging how good of a Dom he was to do that changed the feeling in the room immediately.

Oh yes, my Dom liked hearing how good he was doing.

“Contributing to our new world is very important.” His strong hold continued, but more tentacles started stroking my legs, sending shivers through me. “Although, now my focus will be toward making sure you are safe as well.”

Staying focused on the conversation and the list of things I should probably remember was getting to be more difficult when he started caressing my ass. The teasing reminder about why we’d come back to my place had me panting for more and throwing my worries over how he’d change my life out the window.

The wonderful, over-edged feeling he’d given me in the restaurant was flooding back, and now that I didn’t have to worry about anyone watching us, it was harder not to beg and squirm against him. All the perfectly dirty things he’d casually spoken about over dinner came rushing through my mind.

“A large part of making sure you are safe is that you learn to follow the rules, little human.” Something about his voice changed as he petted my ass. If he’d been human, I would have said he was turned on, but with Maverick, I had to guess that it was something like a wicked delight at being able to control me.

But as long as he was happy with that, so was I.

“I’ll be good, Sir.” But not so good he wouldn’t get to punish me because that wouldn’t be any fun.

“I understand that you will attempt to behave, little human. However, your manuals make it very clear that to reinforce the desire to follow directions, physical reminders and punishments will be necessary.” We were going to have a talk about what kind of manuals he’d been reading, but so far they’d been right on the money.

Before I could think of a response, he continued. “Spankings are a very traditional punishment, little human. Do you understand how it will work?”

“Oh yes.” I couldn’t help the shiver that ran through me when one tentacle gave me the barest spank. It was just a hint about what was to come, but it was enough to leave my poor scattered brain cells spinning out of control.

“Very good, little human. However, we will review the procedures before each step and I will not forget your safeword.”

All I could do was nod and gesture toward the living room. “The couch…I mean…it’ll…”

Shit.

Luckily, Maverick was a fucking mind reader. “Yes, the couch will make it easier to secure you. Now, my little human, do you have a fear of being restrained during physical punishments?”

All my focus was on making sure I didn’t grab my dick, so I just shook my head.

“Very good.” Then he completely ruined me for any other human male by gathering me up in his limbs and carrying me, completely restrained, into the living room.

Somehow, in his mind, I’d given him permission to just charge right in because as