Free Amanda's Amorous Aliens (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Rachel Clark

diagnostics.”
    “That is not required,” To’huto said in a very professional-sounding computer voice. “I am not due for maintenance for another 29.27 Earth days.”
    “Yeah,” Sektannen said with a grin at the computer’s necessity to add the partial day to its calculation, “I just figured I have the time, so I’d get it done now.”
    “But it is not necessary,” the computer said again.
    “I know,” Sektannen said. He wasn’t sure a computer would understand the concept of boredom. He reached over to disengage several other running programs when the screen he’d been working on went dark. “To’h?”
    “I said,” the computer practically growled, “that it’s not necessary.”
    “Okay, fine,” he said, trying to sound defeated, “I’ll leave it until the proper schedule.”
    “Thank you,” the computer said in a clipped tone.
    Sektannen casually moved toward the power grid. Maybe he was being paranoid, but if the computer had been a person he would swear it had something to hide. Artificial intelligence was quite advanced in his own time, but they’d never been known to run amok as some of the fictional entertainment videos had suggested.
    It was probably ludicrous that he was expecting an electric shock or something else sinister, but he breathed a sigh of relief when the main systems shut down and To’huto went offline without anything bad happening.
    As expected, Karriak came into the room a few moments later.
    “What happened?”
    “I took the computer offline to run some diagnostics. It seemed to be acting strangely.”
    Karriak nodded, perhaps having noticed the same thing. “Do you need a hand?”
    “It shouldn’t take long,” Sektannen said with a shake of his head. “Why don’t you find Amanda and let her know what’s going on?”
    Karriak grinned, nodded, and left.
    Hell, so much for thinking alike for years to come.
     
    * * * *
     
    Karriak found his woman on her knees.
    Holy fuck. That did a whole lot for his happy meter.
    Amanda looked over her shoulder as he approached. “What’s up, Karriak?” she asked, smiling when he stepped close enough to put his hard cock at eye level. She rolled her eyes. “I just had to ask, didn’t I?”
    He grinned and took a half step closer.
    “Sektannen has taken To’huto offline for some routine maintenance. It shouldn’t take long,” he said with a wink, “but in the meanwhile I have nothing to do.”
    “Uh-huh,” she said with a raised eyebrow.
    “I don’t suppose you could think of something we might do to fill in the time.”
    She laughed at his heavy-handed flirting and shook her head. But his breathing almost stopped when she put down the thing she’d called a screwdriver and spun on her knees to face him.
    “What would you suggest?” she asked, looking up at him from her position on her knees. Holy fuck, judging by the wicked grin on her lips, she knew exactly how she was affecting him. She reached for him, wrapping her hands around the back of his thighs as she pulled him closer.
    He opened his mouth, but words would not come. Fuck, she was the sexiest woman he’d ever known.
    “Perhaps I could offer a suggestion,” she said as she reached for the fastenings on his pants. “The cameras are off, right?” He nodded frantically. “We could maybe”—she reached inside the material and wrapped warm fingers around his cock—“sweep the floors.” She pumped his cock in her tight grip. “Or you could help me fix the navigational program.” She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the tip of his cock. “Or maybe,” she said as he swallowed hard and nodded eagerly, “we could just do this.”
    She opened her mouth, her tongue gliding over his cock as she leaned forward and engulfed him in wet heat. He groaned, his hands reaching for her head even as he hesitated. He settled for running his fingers through her short curls, but when he tightened his grip accidentally her soft moan was heaven to his ears. She