His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,22

we can still orgasm. My dick will get sore eventually, but you won’t hurt me.” I was pretty sure that was right because based on the number of orgasms George had given Cameron some days, he’d be dead otherwise.

“Hmm.” Maverick turned me toward the mirror and grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste as I spoke. “I will do more research on the physical limitations of your species during sexual activities.”

Did that mean I was going to get another orgasm or was he just going to hold me all night?

Because honestly, that might give me an orgasm too.

I must have been wiggling too much or just generally too distracted because he wrapped me tight in his limbs and proceeded to brush my teeth. I was almost completely immobile and nearly whimpering since it was so weirdly hot.

I’d never had anyone brush my teeth for me and it was hitting some kind of kinky, submissive button I never knew I had. By the time he was convinced I was clean, I was leaking precum and was trying to decide if I really could come just from being restrained.

Judging by how dirty my imagination was, I was fairly certain that would work.

But I needed a fallback plan just in case.

When I was done, he dried my face and started leading us to the bedroom, but I stopped him. “I have to use the toilet first. I’ll meet you back in the bedroom in just a few minutes.”

He nodded, but as he steered me toward the toilet, I realized we had a slight cultural misunderstanding. “Nope. Not on a first date. Not even for a Master.”

Maverick paused, then turned me in his arms to study my face. “Is this level of privacy a human custom?”

I nodded. “We can talk about you controlling more bathroom stuff once we know each other better, but right now, that’s private.”

I had to have some limits.

He seemed to think it was a weird one, though.

Maverick studied me for a few more seconds before his limbs relaxed. “All right, my little human. I will allow your privacy. But please be careful. The percentage of home injuries caused by accidents in the bathroom is startling. This room is almost more dangerous than your vehicles.”

Oh dear.

We’d found Master’s weak point…my getting hurt.

“I’ll be very careful.” I kissed him as I pulled away. “I promise.”

He nodded, but he didn’t seem to believe me. “I will give you the privacy your species desires, but you must not lock the door. If something happens and you fall, I must have access to save you.”

All hell was going to break loose if I slipped in the tub at some point.

“Yes, Master.” It wouldn’t be the world’s worst thing if he walked in on me when I was on the toilet or cleaning out, but it would definitely fall in the weird category for me.

But considering how I’d reacted to him brushing my teeth, I wasn’t going to predict how I’d react to anything else.

Maverick was clearly reluctant to walk away, but he managed to leave the bathroom eventually. It was amazing how slow tentacles could go when he was pouting.

To give him something to do, I spoke up. “I think I left my phone downstairs. Will you go get it?”

Maverick nodded and seemed pleased to have a purpose. “Yes. I will also make sure the doors are locked and the perimeter is secure.”

Probably a good idea too.

“Thank you, Master.” I wasn’t sure what I was more grateful for, the privacy or helping out, but I appreciated both so it probably didn’t matter.

Not wasting any time, I used the bathroom and did a bit more cleaning, even though his tentacle had probably been fairly thorough earlier. By the time I was done, I’d calmed down more, but I could still feel the desire just under the surface.

As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Maverick sitting on the bed. He held out my phone. “It has signaled several times, but your privacy rules state I must not check your notifications.”

Okay, so that was one discussion we didn’t need to have.

“Thank you, Master. I appreciate you respecting my privacy.” Walking over, I kissed his cheek and stroked my hands over two of his smaller limbs. He might not feel sexual desire from the touch, but he found it pleasant and it would be a good way to reinforce how nice it was to give me privacy.

Hopefully.

As I took the phone and checked my messages, I had to laugh.