Hero Unmasked: 3 (Heroes of Saturn) Read Free

chaos surrounding the scene was movie-quality surreal. It appeared that the logging truck tried to take the corner too sharply, tipping enough to throw off its balance. The resulting shift in weight broke the bindings on the multiton load. The spill of logs caught two cars, crushing them against the side of the nearby building.
    “Geez Louise.” Fiona whistled and kept her gaze off the worst of the wreckage. “Is anyone hurt?”
    Mags shrugged. “Haven’t heard. The police arrived just as you did, but Officer Dhavin has been trying to get to the drivers.”
    Fiona followed the direction Mags pointed in and saw Officer Dhavin searching for a way to relieve the pressure and get the occupants out of their smashed vehicles. Meanwhile, more officers set up barricades and were trying their best to push the onlookers back.
    Suddenly a ripple of energy ran up her spine and the crowd began to vibrate as they all felt the surge.
    “I see him,” someone shouted and all attention was shifted to a black blur and a swirl of mist barreling down the street.
    The whirling mass stopped and there he was. The Chameleon.
    No one knew who he was or where he came from, only that he definitely wasn’t local. And by local, that meant of the entire planet Earth. He swooped in when people had need and left just as fast, never asking for anything in return. He was Superman and Spiderman rolled into one delicious hunk of man.
    Fiona had only seen him from afar on a few occasions, and he wore a cowl that covered his head, so she didn’t know what he looked like, or even what color his eyes were. But he had one of those chiseled, manly chins, and lips that looked as if one kiss would be so powerful, it could straighten her hair.
    And that body…my oh my. Tightly muscled with lightning-quick reflexes, he was strong enough to bench-press a car. And he had too. He once pulled a school bus to safety that had slid off the end of a bridge during a flash flood.
    Besides his incredible strength, he also had super speed, which made her wonder if he was super everywhere. Man, there were parts of him she wanted to dip in chocolate and lick clean.
    Stretched across his broad chest was a tunic made from some type of mystical fabric that shimmered silver one moment then blended in with the environment the next, hence the nickname, the Chameleon.
    Fiona sucked on her bottom lip as she watched him speak with Sheriff Briggs and Officer Dhavin. What did his voice sound like? Was it deep and raspy? Did he have an accent? Was he as quiet as he was humble, or were there moments he revealed a playful side? Did he have a family, friends? A girlfriend?
    So much about him was a mystery, which was part of his appeal. In Fiona’s mind, he was the perfect fantasy lover, kind of like crushing on a famous actor. He’d treat her like a princess and never give her cause to cry.
    The roar of fire engines sent heat streaking across her cheeks. She pressed her frozen fingers to her face and mentally groaned.
    What was she doing? Lives were in danger and here she was mentally undressing a stranger and indulging in wicked thoughts. She was so going to burn in hell for this.
     
    Dhavin tried to shake off the wave of lust that slipped down his spine and grabbed him by the balls, but the ache wouldn’t ease. People’s lives were at stake, yet he couldn’t think beyond the sweet throb that made his cock as hard as the baton at his hip.
    “Officer Kilsgaard, are you listening?” Sheriff Brett Briggs asked. The stern snap in her voice broke through his haze.
    He sucked in a bracing breath and turned toward the sheriff. “Ya. You said the tow trucks will be here in ten minutes.”
    She frowned, obviously not believing his lie for a second. “Are you all right?”
    “I’m fine.” He pulled the wide strap of his gun belt down to cover his erection.
    His cousin Kristos, aka the Chameleon, chuckled and leaned close to whisper in their native language, “It’s a good thing she