Firebird (The Fire That Binds, #1)

by Juliette Cross

Descended from Romulus, one of the two brothers suckled by a she-dragon and given the power of transformation.

To be an empath like me held its own dangers.

There was a reason beyond my number of kills that they called me the Coldhearted Conqueror. I’d become a master at remaining completely emotionless no matter what was happening around me. Whether my men were taking the head of a king, slaughtering an entire army, or my uncle was fucking another man’s wife in front of all the patricians of Rome.

“No, thank you, Caesar,” I said evenly. “I’m fine with just the wine.” “That’s right,” said Ciprian. “He’s got that Celtic cunny at home.” Then he grit his teeth and orgasmed.

“Is your dragon fucking me too?”