Master Descallia (Masters of the Consulate #1)

by Sylvia Black

“Adjust and adapt with time” is a motto we must continue to remember, so I will fly to the fucking desert halfway around the world.

Vince has been with our clan since the old times. He has developed a knack for blending into environments.

My cock enlarges with need. Damn, that woman and her powers of arousal.

sink my teeth into the sensitive flesh of her neck as she climaxes, drawing her pleasure out.

He hates us because we have rules and don’t condone the mistreatment and slavery of women, even humans.

in a cold, desolate warehouse. The man behind bars, lying half unconscious in a pool of his own blood and feces, looks nothing like the smug bastard who gave the order to have Lucianna slaughtered, my casino robbed, my resort bombed, and the abduction and horrid treatment of all those women to be sold overseas—all