Book Eight: Chapter 3

“I don’t fuck everything I come across,” Mike protested. The monster hissed at them and he held up a finger to shush it. “Hold on a moment. We’ll be with you in a second.”

“It’s got tits,” said Kisa. “That’s the deciding factor. Once you see it has tits, your dick ends up inside it.”

“Where is this even coming from?” Mike felt a river of ice flow through his veins, and he raised his arm and sent a blast of magical lightning at the beast just as it leapt at them. The snake-woman flew back across the kitchen and slammed into the cupboards, ripping several of their doors free. “You’re not jealous. I would be able to tell through our bond. Are you just fucking with me?”

Tink groaned. “Husband and kitty cat pay better attention, snake face get away.”

Mike turned his attention toward the snake, who was currently halfway out a window she had opened. Sighing, he moved behind her and grabbed her by the tail.

“I don’t think so,” he said as he pulled. The snake-wo