His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,9

looked over at me. “Little human, what would you enjoy from the waiter?”

That was a wonderfully loaded question, and they both knew it. Nolan blushed and looked over at me hesitantly. If he thought I’d judge or anything like that, he was wrong. Maverick must have wanted to make sure Nolan knew that as well because he started stroking my inner thigh and I gave a low moan.

Catching myself before it became too obvious what was happening, I cleared my throat. “Water, please. That would be great.”

I didn’t need anything clouding my judgment or making me more jittery. I was wound up enough already. “Thank you.”

He licked his lips. “Thank you…I mean, you’re welcome.”

We were going to melt the cute waiter’s brain.

Maverick knew that too because he started writhing the tentacle again, drawing attention to not only his teasing but my arousal. But I didn’t feel embarrassed because the waiter was suffering from the same problem.

Not that he seemed to be complaining either.

“Is there anything I can get you?” It wasn’t a logical question in the situation, but it wasn’t too bad considering how distracted he was.

Maverick used the question to up the ante even more and stroked right at the base of my balls. I couldn’t resist moaning louder that time and spreading my legs wider. Any hesitation I might have felt faded quickly as Nolan moaned too.

“Not at this time, Nolan.” The words were almost a caress, but I didn’t mind. I was the one he was getting off.

Nolan’s head bobbed several times before he randomly wandered off, mumbling something about being tortured. But again, his tone and his erection said he didn’t mind that at all.

When we had privacy again, Maverick moved his erotic caress down to my calf again. His touch was still possessive, but it was easier to think. Smiling, I shook my head. “You’re a very naughty man.”

His expression was teasing and wicked. “You find that to be a highly desirable quality.”

“Yes, I do.” There was no point in denying that. “How did you know Nolan would enjoy that too?”

“I know several of my people who enjoy eating here on a regular basis.” When I just waited patiently, he continued. “From what others have discovered, he is dating a human and seems reluctant to leave that relationship; however, he enjoys our company.”

I couldn’t help laughing quietly. “Have you asked him out?”

Maverick shook his head. “No, I enjoy his reactions, but no more than that. He is in a relationship already and I found you to be much more appealing.”

Interesting.

“But teasing him is fun?” I made sure I kept my face smiling and my thoughts slightly dirty so he’d know I wasn’t upset by the conversation. We’d really just met and I’d had fun letting him feel me up in front of the sexy waiter. If he’d been using me to make the guy jealous or something ridiculous like that, I’d have been pissed, but this was sexy.

“His reactions are enjoyable, but I find yours to be much more stimulating. You enjoy being displayed. When he was watching, your scent was highly pleasing.” His touch was just distracting enough that I had to think about what he’d said.

Teasing the confused waiter was fun, but watching me squirm and get turned on was even better? That was a very good answer.

“Not every human likes being…displayed, but yes, it’s something I like.” Amongst other things.

His expression was a curious mix of serious thought and teasing smile. “I look forward to discovering the things you find pleasurable, little human.”

I had a feeling that was going to be an understatement.

Maverick

They were a curious species, but my little human was the most logical of all I had met so far. He understood the value of being able to display a partner or date, as they called them. He even understood the value of giving others like Nolan socially appropriate pleasure. Letting him watch our intimate encounters gave both of them such happiness, I could not understand why more establishments were not built to create such contentment in all couples.

Chapter 4

Trip

“So what do you do for a living?” He’d already spent most of the meal alternating between making me moan and quizzing me about my life, so it was time to turn the conversation around until he decided to feel me up again.

He smiled, looking pleased. “I drive your passenger delivery vehicles. It is a dangerous job, but one I find fascinating.”

Passenger delivery…

“You’re a taxi driver?” I didn’t care what he