Chapter 39

By the time Craig was back the meeting was buzzing with renewed excitement. Guess his seat mate would have to fill him in. the said seat mate was apparently taking his own edge off right there in the meeting room. Not something unusual in their meetings, but that was not what he was in the mood to see.

He picked up his tablet and quickly scrolled through the scribe's notes. A new target had been issued. A werewolf with witch powers! The endless possibilities of this had him sitting upright. Poor bloke, he was going to spend the rest of his days in an orgasm haze.

Too many females were already in captivity, eem residence, he meant residence. All they needed now was a fertile male and one just fell into their radar.

Guess their swinger shows were about to get more interesting, he could even imagine it now. The guy ding strapped and injected aphrodisiacs, the genetically enhanced nymphomaniac females having a go at him in turns or together. The joy of it all had