Page 81 of The Finder

“Okay. Then let’s do it,” Emma said, trying to hide her nervousness.

“Go change into a tank top, so Paul can have easy access to your shoulder if we need him to,” Garrett said. Emma nodded. She went back to her room and grabbed a tank top from her closet and put it on along with a pair of yoga pants. She felt nervous to go back into Garrett’s room. She heard something behind her and turned to see Garrett standing in the doorway, leaning against the door frame.

“You scared me,” she said, breathless.

“I was afraid you would get too scared to come back,” he said with a knowing smile.

“Oh, I’m not scared,” she said a little too quickly.

Garrett walked towards her, stopping only when he was inches from her. “Sweetheart, I can feel the fear coming off of you. Let me hold you,” he said. Emma stepped into his arms, and he tightened his hold on her. “We don’t have to do this right now.”

Emma shook her head. “I want to; I really do.” She waited a breath before asking, “Will it hurt?”

Garrett looked at her intensely. “I can’t say that it won’t, but I will do my best to make you not even feel it.”

Emma looked up at him in confusion. “How are you going to do that?” she asked.

“By distracting you,” he said with a slow smile.

Emma felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. “Oh,” she said, her voice breathy.

Garrett’s smile increased. “Come on, beautiful.” He took her hand and led her into his room. He shut the door and locked it behind him. Emma felt her breathing pick up. When she turned around, Garrett had taken his shirt off. Emma stared at his massive chest. So much for being able to control her breathing. Garrett locked eyes on her and moved towards her like a predator to its prey. Stifling the urge to run, Emma stood still and waited until Garrett was right in front of her. His lips were on hers a moment later, hard and demanding. Emma soaked it all in. He kissed her over and over. He pulled her ever closer until he lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her against the wall and continued ravaging her lips. Emma felt like she was drowning in sensations. Her heart was slamming against her chest, and still she wanted more of this incredible man. Garrett’s mouth left hers, and she chased after it. He kissed down the side of her neck and she tilted her head to give him better access. She arched up against him as he bit softly on the side of her neck. A breathy moan escaped her. He continued exploring her, pushing her to new levels of pleasure. Then suddenly, she cried out in pain when he bit down on her. She was more startled than anything. Suddenly, the pain was replaced with pleasure. Her body warmed, and she moaned against Garrett. His lips were back on hers, more aggressive than they had been before.

Mine, she heard in her head. Confusion wrapped around her.My beautiful mate.This time she knew she wasn’t mistaken. She had definitely heard Garrett’s voice in her head. She couldn’t focus on it, though, not when Garrett was kissing her senseless like this.

Eventually, Garrett began slowing down. He kissed her slower and slower until he pulled back and looked at her. “How are you doing, baby?” he asked in a gruff voice, his eyes glowing from the presence of his wolf.

Emma’s entire body was shaking from the experience. “That was incredible,” she said in a shaky voice.

Garrett pulled her closer. “You think that was good? Wait until I make you fully mine,” he said, a promise in his sensual voice.

Emma blew out a shaky breath. She was glad Garrett had a hold on her. She wouldn’t have been able to stand; her whole body was shaking. “Did you talk in my head?” she asked. He nodded, not taking his eyes off of her. “That’s incredible,” she said in awe. “Can I do the same thing to you?” she asked.

“I’m not sure, since you’re not a wolf,” Garrett said, hesitatingly.

"How do you do it?” she asked.

“Just imagine talking directly to me,” Garrett said.

Emma closed her eyes.Garrett.She opened her eyes. Garrett was staring at her.

“That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard,” he said. Then he kissed her again.Paul’s here; we’d probably better let him look at your shoulder.

Emma sighed. I’d much rather keep doing this,she sent to him.

Emma felt a shudder run through Garrett’s body.You have no idea what you do to me, baby. We’d better stop while I still can.

Emma smiled, happy at the way he reacted to her. Garrett opened his eyes and looked at her tenderly. He palmed her cheek. “I love being able to hear you in my head.”

“Me too,” Emma said softly. Garrett turned serious. He pulled the strap to her tank top to the side and looked at her wound.

“It’s still bleeding. Let’s get Paul to look at it. Are you good?” he asked. Emma ran a hand through her curls and tried to pull herself together. He smiled at her. “It’s okay, baby. I like you looking ravished,” he said with a smirk. He walked over to the door and unlocked it. A moment later Paul knocked on the door and came in.

“Congratulations,” he said with a big smile. Emma just blushed. “Come sit on the bed. Let me look at your shoulder.” Emma did so, thankful that he was so relaxed and didn’t make these kinds of things awkward. “Let’s put some pressure on the wound and see if it will stop naturally. Does it hurt?” he asked.

Emma paused and thought about it for a moment. “It does now a little. It didn’t before,” she said. She glanced at Garrett. He was smirking at her.

Then I did my job, he sent to her smugly.

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