Flare of Promise (Asylums for Magical Threats 3)

She gave a weak smile. “So now you’re happy about your magical abilities?”

He laid his forehead against hers. “If it ensures a second chance with you, Leyna, then I will proudly show it to the world if you let me kiss you right now.”

“But the others.”

He raised his brows. “Now you’re going to be shy?” He smiled. “How about you just go along with my exhibitionist desires?”

She snorted. “I’m afraid to do that. It’ll bite me in the ass later on.”

He moved his hand to the side of her neck. “Woman, I’ve waited two years for this chance. And I’m tired of waiting.”

Before Leyna could reply, he kissed her.

She could’ve pushed him away, but instead, she parted her lips in invitation. Slipping his tongue inside, he groaned at her taste. He would never get enough of it.

Someone whistled in the background, but he ignored it and took the kiss deeper. Each stroke or flick of his tongue was another claim on his woman.

Despite the mountain of issues still between them, Leyna Grunwald was his once more. No matter what happened, he would be there for her when she needed him and he was never going to let her go again. Life had given him a second chance. Will wasn’t about to take it for granted.

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Petra could barely think as Will stroked and licked as he tried to dominate her mouth. She fought back, meeting and tangling with his tongue. While their kiss back in the shady hotel had been good, this one was mind-blowing. Will wasn’t just kissing her, he was claiming her.

And she was determined to claim him back. She wanted to keep her sexy warrior scientist and learn everything about him all over again.

Hell, together, they might even achieve her dream of normalcy and safety. Will was the only one who might be able to bridge her old life and new.

Threading her fingers through his hair, she dug in her nails. Will’s groan sent a rush through her body that ended between her thighs.

Someone cheered, but Petra didn’t care. After so many years of loneliness and surviving on her old memories, she wanted to make new ones. Who knew when a chance like this one would crop up again.

Yet as Will maneuvered her onto his lap, something niggled at the back of her mind about why she needed to stop. Then he grabbed her ass and pressed her against his erection, and she forgot about everything but the hardness of his cock pressing against her.

Everything about William Evans just felt...right. How she’d convinced herself she’d be better off without him, she had no idea.

All Petra knew is that she wanted to give him a chance.

Someone poked her back and yelled, “We’re getting close. Save it for later, Petra.”

Millie.

With a growl, Petra broke the kiss and glared at the other woman. “Mind your own business, Ward.”

Millie placed her hands on her hips. “No. Friends don’t let friends have sex in a crowded helicopter. Especially when my brother just happens to be here too.” Millie leaned down and whispered loudly, “But I can help you get some later. I have plans and connections. Your own private lovefest will be worth waiting for.”

It took a second for Petra to absorb that Millie called her a friend.

Luckily, Will answered so she didn’t have to. “How much time do we have?”

Leave it to Will to regain his head and focus on the details. That aspect of his personality hadn’t changed.

Millie answered, “Five minutes. Enough time for you to think of grannies and get rid of your hard-on.”

Petra narrowed her eyes. “Don’t think of his erection.”

Will sighed. “Could we not discuss my cock in front of company?”

Millie pretended he hadn’t spoken. “Then don’t dry hump him. Any straight guy, regardless of the woman on his lap, will react to a little friction.”