Riding A Cock-Horse by M.J. Marstens

It’s a bird.
It’s a plane.
It’s. . . Belle Harper trying to flap away from all her problem.
I thought being a sex addict was bad—but a war with men who can turn into bloodthirsty predators and want to breed me totally tops that. Add on I’m turning into some unknown monster, and I miss the good ol’ days where I knew what I was—a dirty little pervert. Luckily, my days as a sex fiend have taught me a trick or two. Dean Stiffdick and Dr. F*ckface might be Tertiaries, but I am woman.
Prepare to hear me roar.
(And after we’ve won, prepare to hear me moan because nothing gets me hornier than victory.)