Putting Out for a Hero (Villainous Things, #3)

by C. Rochelle

Stupid tears stung my stupider eyes as I glared down at my stupidest dick. Every part of me is fucking useless.

My brain officially short-circuited. The next thing I knew, Zion’s clawed hand was fisted in my hair while I sucked on his tongue like a clit. Nope. Like a cock. Because I’m totally into cock now.

For reasons I was apparently no longer questioning, this man and his lizard dick did things to me no woman ever had before—no matter how fantastic her tatas were. It looks like I’m kind of gay after all. Gay for lizard dick.

“You need to understand, if I was forced to choose, I would choose you, Zion. Every fucking time.”

I put my head down and ramped up my super speed. While I was dying for Zion to catch me and finally make me his, I also wanted to give him the chase he’d asked for. I wanted to make him proud. Jesus, I really am a praise whore. And a lizard whore.