From the Blurb:
It’s time for me to start pulling my weight in the Suarez clan—to prove I’m worth more than the plays I make on the field or the dirt I dig up on rival families. I want to make Wolfy proud.
And not get unalived by Simon.
So I volunteered what I had to offer, knowing my infamous genes could be used for uniting two powerful clans in marriage. After all, I’m the only not-gay one in my family, so that alone should entice the super-babes looking to get busy with baby-making.
I mean, as long as they don’t ask me to do math or anything.
But the last supe I expected Wolfy to match me with was the ice queen hero herself, Dahlia Salah. She's not bad, but her brother is my former Deathball rival, and the only one on the planet who can make me Hulk out with a single snarky word.
All I have to do is keep my eye on the prize and ignore this weird tension between Zion and me.
I’ve totally got this.
Zion
I never would have guessed Baltasar Suarez would be the man to lock down my sister.
But shady business deals are what make our world go ‘round, and Dahlia sealed her fate when she went up against the leaders of his clan—as if she were destined for our legendary throne instead of me.
Not that I've been interested in wearing the crown.
Not after everything that happened.
Without Deathball to distract me, I spend most of my time keeping my daughter safe and happy, even though her mother is gone and my parents treat her like an outcast.
Otherwise, I’ve just been… existing. Until Baltasar showed up, as tempting as ever—reminding me of all I’ve lost, and everything I’ve ever wanted. Everything I can never have.
Or can I?
My beast—my true supe form—has already decided the villain is ours, so why not remind my backstabbing family that everything under this roof is destined to belong to me?
Starting with him.
Excerpt:
“That’s it, beautiful,” Zion coached, his gaze riveted on where I was fucking into my fist like an obedient little jackrabbit. “Show me that big load you’ve been saving just for me. Give me what’s mine.”
Yours.
The idea of being his only spurred me on. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted, shuttling my hand over my aching cock with nothing but the sweat from my palm for lube. “Keep talking, Z. Please…”
Please don’t stop.
He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, resting our foreheads together and smirking when I gasped at the brush of his lips on mine. “You’re the prettiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, Suarez. From the moment I first saw you, I wanted this. Wanted you.”
Zion was obviously talking out of his ass—spouting random bullsh*t to get me to explode—but I still moaned like a whore to hear it.
Tell me I’m pretty.
As if he were a goddamn sex voodoo mind reader, he briefly slid his tongue—his ridged lizard tongue—over my bottom lip before sealing my fate.
“And I can’t wait to see how pretty you are when you come for me.”
“Fuuuuck…” I groaned as cum began spraying out of me—absolutely coating the man beside me while I shuddered in ecstasy.
Putting Out for a Hero is currently available for preorder and will be available June 13, 2023 on Kindle Unlimited.
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