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I was on my feet blocking the ion blasters pointed at my mate before the door to Destiny’s room flew open and hit the wall. Or at least, I thought I was.
I expected to find her snuggled in the blankets behind me, still warm from our slumber. Sated. Looking at me with the sleepy eyes of a well-f****d female in the pre-dawn light. Like I was her world. Like she cared. Wanted me. Was happy that it was me in her bed and not some other male.
Instead, my deadly mate was crouched on the end of her bed, naked and beautiful, her own weapon pointed at the intruders. I’d had no idea she even had a blaster. “Get out of my room.”
Three clerics stood there, scowling, ion pistols pointed right at me. They ignored her, apparently assuming she was no threat. Idiots.
“Get out. You have violated
