Flare of Promise (Asylums for Magical Threats 3)

Since pressure built at the base of his spine, Will pressed harder against her tight bud. Judging by Leyna drawing in a breath, she still liked a rough, firm touch on her clit.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room and Will closed his eyes. Focusing just on the feeling of being inside Leyna, he stroked her tight bud and it almost made him feel as if they were back in their flat two years ago, when they’d been in love and on the cusp of getting married.

Leyna cried out, “Will. Just a little more.”

His own orgasm was close, but he gritted his teeth. No matter what Leyna may have done to him, he wouldn't say good-bye as a selfish bastard.

He gently pinched her clit and Leyna screamed. As she clutched and released his cock, Will gripped her hips with both hands and thrust even harder. Between her tight pussy, the scent of her arousal, and the feel of her warm skin under his hands, Will let go. As his orgasm hit, he stilled and resisted shouting Leyna’s name. Because if he did, it would be a sort of claim on her. And the last thing Will wanted was to trust the woman with his heart again, no matter how much his body yearned to fuck her every day for the rest of his life.

Chapter Four

Breathing heavily, Petra clutched the sheets under her hands and simply reveled in her post-orgasmic haze. Between the pleasure and Will’s hard dick still inside her, she could almost forget about her dangerous life avoiding drug lords and completing assignments for money.

Almost.

Pushing aside her past, Petra moved away until Will’s cock slipped out and she turned to sit on the bed. The distance helped her to focus. Since the night was still quiet outside, it meant that Millie hadn’t set off the warning signal yet, but it could happen at any time. Without lust clouding her judgment, Petra could do what needed to be done—warn Will and break his heart.

She finally met his gaze. The hunger and longing there made her heart skip a beat. She might be able to win Will back if she tried.

No. If she loved him, Petra needed to ensure Will’s safety. And as long as her brother’s asshole boss had claws in either of them, she couldn’t afford to care about anyone long-term.

Clearing her throat, Petra adjusted her position on the bed. “Now that’s out of the way, we should talk.”

Will’s eyes turned hard. The change wrenched her heart, but Petra pushed it aside. Will replied, “I suppose we should. Tell me why you’re here, Leyna.”

“My original intent had been to break you out of the AMT research facility in Hong Kong, give you a new identity, and disappear. But now that you’re working with the AMT system, I need to know why.”

Will sat on his haunches. “I was doing it before to seek revenge for your death. Now, however, I’m going to continue the work for myself.”

Petra clenched her fingers. “But is experimenting on other Feiru really the best way to do it?”

“Don’t tell me you’re one of those DEFEND anti-AMT crusaders.”

DEFEND was an organization fighting to destroy the AMT system and free all first-born magic users. “No, of course not. My work is a bit more dangerous and requires far fewer morals.”

Will studied her a second before replying, “All of my test subjects are volunteers. If you know about my glowing hands, then you probably already know that strange abilities have been popping up all over the globe. I need to find a way to stop them. Otherwise, the humans will panic and start hunting us down.”

Petra had never been on one side or the other of the AMT debate. Staying alive had always taken precedence. However, after hearing Millie describe what had happened to her brother and her other brother’s girlfriend, it was becoming harder to remain silent.

Drawing on her recently gained knowledge from Millie, Petra replied, “I’ve heard rumors about why those strange powers, sometimes called latent abilities, are showing up now. Have you?”

“I don’t put much faith in rumors. And in the past, neither did you.”

She raised her brows. “Let’s just say that rumors can be a useful starting point.”

Will waved a hand. “Then spit it out, Leyna. We don’t have a lot of time to beat around the bush.”

She didn’t miss a beat. “But you had enough time to get laid, apparently.”

Will grunted. “It’s done and over with. Just get on with it.”

Jerk. His brusque tone only helped strengthen her resolve for later. “Fine. The old legends say the appearance of latent abilities signals an upcoming curse; one that can only be stopped by the Four Talents.”

“What the bloody hell are you talking about? I’ve never heard of any Talents.”

Petra continued. “Considering all books referring to them were burned in the 1950s, it doesn’t surprise me.”

“Then how do you know about it?”