His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,24

something that will cause injury?”

Lord, here we go again.

Maverick was taking their conversation seriously because he was quiet for several long moments as George spoke in the background. “I assumed that was just in their entertainment genre for a…shock value. I was not aware that was a way to approach sexual situations.”

What were they talking about?

Porn was weird sometimes, but what had he thought was fake?

“I shall have to consider that.” Maverick paused again. “Yes, their responses are quite fascinating.”

George said something that had Maverick chuckling, and I heard Cameron groan in the background. “I shall let you know how we progress. The exchange of information is always helpful in new situations.”

George must have agreed with him because Maverick smiled, but I wasn’t sure exactly what they were talking about.

“No, I think it will be a while before I am comfortable attempting seven, but giving him an additional orgasm or two tonight so that he sleeps well sounds like a reasonable plan.”

Yes!

I was even going to ignore how weird it was that they were negotiating the number of orgasms I was going to get.

As their conversation wound down, Maverick made several sounds that made it seem like he was curious about whatever George was saying, and his tentacle started to stroke over me again.

That was all it took to have my dick hard as a rock again, but Maverick wasn’t interested in going that direction right off the bat. The last few seconds, they switched back to their native language. There seemed to be a bit of teasing or something that had Maverick scoffing, but then it turned more formal-sounding into what had to be something like saying goodbye because Maverick immediately handed me back the phone.

As I put it up to my ear, I could hear Cameron laughing. “I don’t want to know, do I?”

He finally managed to get himself under control. “Let’s just say George gave the green light for lots of fun and games.”

Groaning, I could feel my face heating up. “I’m going to make them put it on speakerphone next time.”

Cameron was nearly giggling, he was so pleased. “Oh yeah, you really need to be able to hear both sides of the conversation to appreciate it.”

“I’m rearranging your schedule on Monday so we can have a nice long lunch.” First thing in the morning, I was going to shift things around. If I had to go out and take a few appointments myself, then so be it.

Cameron chuckled. “Deal. Working late will be worth it.”

I snorted. “Keep laughing and I’ll make you go check Mrs. Adams’s drains again.”

That old woman called every week or two and had us come out and check the drains in her plumbing to make sure the special one-way valves we’d installed were still working. Initially we’d thought she was some kind of freaked-out speciesist, but her husband had let slip how many alien romance novels she’d been reading, so we weren’t sure what was going through her mind—but I appreciated the easy money.

Cameron groaned. “Don’t do that to me. I accidentally told her about George last time I was over there and I thought the woman was going to have a heart attack, she was so worked up. She couldn’t seem to decide if she was nervous or turned on over the whole thing.”

That had me laughing so hard I would have dropped the phone if Maverick hadn’t been there to grab it. Cameron didn’t appreciate it. “That woman is eighty if she’s a day. It’s disturbing.”

“Then be nice to me and I’ll send someone else out to babysit her.” Maverick must have decided we were just about done because his tentacles started wandering toward my dick, making it hard to think about anything else.

“Okay…yeah…” I might have groaned because Cameron started giggling. “I think I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

He started to say something teasing, but then mid-sound, he moaned. George had clearly decided the conversation was over too, but damned if it wasn’t just a little hot knowing that Cameron could hear us and we could hear them.

I wasn’t surprised when the phone cut off before either of us could say anything else. Maverick trailed one tentacle along my dick and positioned another to reach for the phone. “Do you need to set an alarm, my little human?”

Alarm?

Oh, tomorrow.

“No.” As soon as that was out of my mouth, Maverick slipped the phone from my fingers and moved it to the nightstand. In his mind, the conversation was done and the