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definitely mates.  I can feel the mating instinct even now."
     
    Sasha stared at Nathan's mark, a twin to her own.  She could feel the mating instinct too, and it wasn't comfortable.  She wanted to pull Nathan into the bed and have him at least a million different ways.  The only difficult part would be where to start. 
     
    You cannot mate with a vampire...no matter how handsome and compelling he may be.  You are mage.
     
    "Mage and vampires do not mate."  Sasha said it as much to herself as to Nathan, trying to convince herself that she could never have this man that was turning her inside out. 
     
    "Make no mistake, little one...we will mate.  The process has begun and it will end with us being mated."  His stare was intense and his voice rumbled.  "I understand that you do not understand all there is to know about vampire mates.  I will explain it to you." 
     
    Sasha felt her temper rising.  He may have saved her life, but no man was going to tell her what to do or what was going to happen with her life.  She made her own destiny.  She opened her mouth to tell him exactly that, but he had started explaining the nature of mates. 
     
    Curiosity overruled her anger...and she listened as he explained exactly what being the mate of a vampire really meant. 
     
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    Sasha smiled as she woke one week later in an array of silken rose petals.  She stretched in her bed, inhaling the fragrant smell that surrounded her.  As she opened her eyes she ran hand a through more than an inch of soft, red petals piled high around her.  She laughed as she tossed a handful in the air and watched them waft slowly back to the bed.
     
    His courting is bewitching me.   
     
    When Nathan decided something...he was immovable.  He had decided he was going to court her...and she had been spoiled rotten for the last week.  All she had to do is wish or want for something and it appeared. 
     
    This was the seventh day she had woken up in a bed of rose petals.  Sasha knew from experience that once she exited the bed, the petals would disappear and her bedroom would be filled with several vases of roses on every available surface of the room.
     
    Nathan's power was terrifying, but strangely enough, Sasha had never feared him.  She got in his face often enough when he pissed her off, but he showed nothing but patience with her.  His control was nearly as scary as his power. 
     
    She hopped out of the bed, shaking off petals as she went, yawning as she glanced at the window.  It was twilight.  Although she had never been an early riser, her nights had gotten longer and she slept the day away. 
     
    Coffee.
     
    She made her way sleepily toward the kitchen to put on the coffee pot only to find a large, steaming mug of latte waiting for her.  Extra milk, extra sugar.  Just the way she liked it.
     
    Exasperating man!  He probably had not even woken from his day sleep yet and he was able to cater to her wants.  Ah..the benefits of having a six hundred year old vampire mate.
     
    Sasha blew on the steaming mug and took a small sip of the much needed caffeine.  Perfect.  As usual.   Sighing softly, she carried the mug back to the bedroom.  The rose petals were gone and the vases were arranged around the room.   How in the hell did he do that?  Did he arrange it with magic before he slept or was he so powerful that he could do all this while he slept?  She had asked him before and he had just shot her a deliciously wicked look. 
     
    She sat on her bed and cradled her coffee, sipping at it leisurely as wondered what she should do this evening.  She could go to the homeless shelter and help out as she had been doing the night she had met with the two fallen, but she had promised Nathan that she wouldn't go there without his escort. 
     
    It was Saturday night.  She and Regan never worked on the weekends.  They had been working in her basement workshop all week with Nathan, his brothers and their mates