Jared: Mating Fever (Rocked by the Bear Book 5)
be in touch.”
    Jared is next to me, and he places his arm around my waist. “We’ll figure this out, Sasha.”
    She glances at me, and I think she’s looking for confirmation that she’ll be safe, so I say, “You can trust him.” I can’t tell if she believes me. Once they’re gone, I turn to Jared and gaze up into his face. “What are you going to tell your warriors?”
    “I just told Tori that it was a case of mistaken identity, but they’re still coming to investigate the other incident.”
    I wonder how Jax disposed of the man Jared killed yesterday and ask, “Do you think Sasha will be okay?”
    “Yes.” Jared leans in close. “Never underestimate the power of true-mate love.” He kisses me, and the glow of our bond reassures me that it’s true. Jax will do whatever it takes to keep Sasha safe, because he’s finally found his destiny.

12
    W hen the warriors arrived , Jared and I had cleaned up all traces of Sasha’s presence, and we were snuggled on the couch, watching a movie. My mate spared me the details of the dead hunter by leaving me inside while he sorted it out with the men Tori had sent. A cork squeaks as I twist a wine key into it. I’m still jittery from today’s activities and think a little alcohol with heated-up spaghetti for dinner will help Jared and me relax.
    When Jared returns, the aroma of garlic from our food warming in the oven welcomes him as I walk over to him with a glass of Zinfandel. “Here. I bet you need this.”
    “Thanks,” he says as he takes the drink. He swirls the burgundy liquid in the glass and gazes into it as he says, “I could never be a warrior.” Jared lifts his face to gaze at me. His pain is written on his face as he asks, “Why do we kill each other?”
    “Ignorance that has taken generations to foster. Do you even know when this battle started?”
    Jared shakes his head. “It’s just something I’ve always known.”
    “Like Sasha said. It’s crazy, isn’t it?” I ask.
    “Yeah.” My mate sips his wine, and we’re silent for a while before he says, “You don’t need to worry about Jax and Sasha. The true-mate connection means she’s safe. Our clan would never kill her as long as she accepts it.”
    “What if she doesn’t?” I think about the hate that radiated from the girl when she talked about werebear. “She’s not going to be very open to it.”
    Jared says, “It’s hard to resist.” His eyes are deeper in color now, and the heat that simmers there ignites my desire.
    I step closer to him and ask, “Hungry?”
    He nods as he takes my wine from me. Our glasses thump softly on the table when Jared sets them down, and he licks his lips before he says, “Very. I seem to recall a theory we need to test.”
    “Oh.” I reach out and grab his waistband, and the denim is soft in my fingers as I tug him closer and say, “Dinner can wait.”
    He slides his hands under my shirt to lift it up, and I quiver as his skin makes contact with mine. “Ready for me to blow your mind?” he asks.
    I chuckle. I’m ready to experiment with the idea that if true mates bite each other during orgasm, they’ll both experience intense pleasure beyond the usual. I say, “I’m told that goes both ways.”
    Jared waggles his eyebrows at me and tosses my top over his shoulder. I let out a low growl as I unhook my bra. As I reveal my breasts, Jared sighs and begins to strip too. When we’re both nude, tiny hairs stand up on my skin, and my mate pulls me into an embrace. He kisses me with passion that matches mine.
    Our connection zings through me as I explore the hard and soft places of his body with my hands. I want to touch him everywhere and memorize the man that is all mine. He must want the same, because Jared’s hands roam all over me too as he walks us to his bedroom. My newly-magnified senses mean I’m moaning with the pleasure he brings. I ask, “God, is this what it’s always been like for you? Because I’m close already.”
    We

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