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I was giving my mate pleasure. It was my name he was moaning. His hands gripping my hair. My throat swallowing down his come.

Sam was mine to love and protect.

And if Gloria thought she could take him from me, she was in for a nasty surprise.

38

Sam

“Do you miss gaming?”

Zeke and I were in bed, our limbs tangled. I was making the most of my new healing abilities and Zeke’s seemingly unending stamina. “I mean, sort of. I tend to hyper-fixate on a game, play nothing but that for a few weeks, and then never touch it again.”

Zeke stroked my arm languidly. “Makes sense.”

“Do you miss it?”

“Nah.” Zeke yawned, his jaw cracking. “Most of the appeal was getting to speak to you, to be honest. I was just wondering because some of the unit have this new game they’re playing. I think it’s calledDemon Hunters.”

I bolted upright. “Are you serious?”

“You’ve heard of it then?”

“Heard of it?” My voice was alarmingly high, but I couldn’t seem to bring it down. “It’s only the most anticipated release of the year, Zeke. It’s not even out for another few months. How’d they even get hold of it?”

“Not sure. I find it best to not ask too many questions in times like this.”

I laughed. “Aren’t angels supposed to be saintly?”

The gaze Zeke swept over me was anything but. “What on earth gave you that idea?”

I thought back over everything I’d seen and experienced over the past few days. That was a stupid assumption. “Fair one. Fucking love the irony that they’re angels playing a game calledDemon Hunters. I can’t believe they have it already, I’m so jealous.”

“That’s easily rectified.” Zeke plucked his phone from his bedside table. “Go to your laptop.”

Intrigued, I made my way to my desk. With the mating bond in place, we’d given up on the pretence of me having my own room and moved my work stuff into here. Zeke had suggested keeping the other room as my office, but I liked to work in my bedroom. It was safe. Comfortable.

And had the added bonus of Zeke more often than not.

I went to wake my laptop, only to find the cursor already darting around the screen. “What the?—?”

“Don’t touch anything,” Zeke said. “They’re installing the game.”

Sure enough, pop-up windows were appearing and vanishing, lines of code being typed in.

Then, the start-up window forDemon Huntersappeared. The squeal of excitement I gave was anything but dignified. My fingers raced over the keys as I set up my profile.

Once that was done, I bounced on my seat as the game loaded before belatedly remembering Zeke. “Um, do you mind if I play this now?”

“Not at all.” Humour rumbled in Zeke’s voice as he came up behind me and kissed my head. “You have fun, baby.”

The chat box popped up alongside the tutorial. There were only two avatars aside from my own, the names making me freeze.

TwatTwin1

TwatTwin2

“What’s wrong?” Zeke’s hand cupped the back of my neck. “Sam?”

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