Warriors' Providence (Cadi Warriors Book 2)(29)

Providence felt a second pair of hands on her shoulders as Madhava rubbed the knots in her neck and back. Providence couldn't help the groan that fell from her lips. Their skillful hands felt too good. Maybe having two big males taking care of her wouldn't be too bad after all.

Providence looked from Dagaa, whose long fingers teased the instep of her right foot, back to Madhava, who expertly palmed her neck and scalp. Madhava was broader than Dagaa and slightly shorter, but considering their overall enormous size it mattered little. Providence had quickly become accustomed to the sight of their tail and red skin but not their fangs. Those long dangerous canines made her shiver every time they peaked past their lips. There was something disturbing yet carnal about them.

The males on this planet seemed to forego wearing shirts most of the time, showing off their corded arms and the rugged planes of their chests. Providence could clearly see the dips and valleys of their abs. A dusting of hair extended from their midriff down, disappearing beneath the waistband of their kilts. It was distracting.

Providence quickly looked back at Madhava before Dagaa caught her staring at his groin, debating how their overall size translated to what hid beneath their clothing.

Madhava's strong jaw was covered in stubble that extended up to his temples. Both men had long black hair, though Madhava's went down to the middle of his back, with a few braids to keep it out of his eyes. Madhava's countenance was serious, the arch of his eyebrows adding to his stern features. The slash through his left brow that extended down his cheek, gave him the air of a ruthless barbarian, poised to strike. Madhava's eyes were dark and appeared rimmed with coal, though it was his natural skin coloring. All of it added to his dangerous presence. He was the kind of rugged male that made Providence feel feminine, something she hadn't quite felt in a while.

Dagaa wasn't a pretty boy but he could probably grace Cadi's version of GQ magazine, and he likely knew it. Dagaa was clean shaven, his chin and cheek bones strong, but not as pronounced as his friend's. His face was free of scars, but enough dotted his arms, chest and legs to let Providence know he was no less rough and tumble than his Madhava. Dagaa's shoulder length black hair fell in unruly tendrils framing his face. His eyes were dark but his brow thinner. He had a playful quality that generally lit his expression. Except as he stared at her now, his face had taken on a serious quality that had Providence feeling nervous all of a sudden. He was most definitely a bad boy.

Providence closed her eyes and attempted to relax as the alcohol and magic fingers soothed away her aches. But it wasn't that easy. Having two handsome exotic men with their hands roaming her body was starting to get to her. She nearly jumped as Dagaa's hands worked past her calves, up one knee and started to knead her thighs. Madhava's fingers moved over her back, trailing beneath the edge of her tank top perilously close to her breast.

It felt so good Providence bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure. Every nerve in her body was awake and standing at attention, waiting to see where they might move next. As Madhava silently worked along her spine, the sensation rocketed through her making her nipples stand at attention. All she could hear was his steady breathing just behind her ear. Dagaa moved from one large muscle on the front of her thigh to the other. Each place he grazed with his deft touch shot straight to the apex of her thighs, which had started to pulse.

Their earlier discussion of spanking was forefront in her mind and didn't help matters. Despite trying to calm her nerves, unbidden an image rose up in her mind. Providence pictured Dagaa's strong palm falling against her bare, up turned behind, as she lay sprawled over his lap. All while Madhava restrained her wrists in one large hand, his dark gaze pinning her, as his other hand massaged and tormented her swollen nipples. She could almost hear them growl in their deep husky voices that she'd been a 'bad girl.'

Providence opened her eyes to see Dagaa staring intently at her. Could he see where her wayward thoughts had traveled? She felt the heat rise to her cheeks. Providence didn't quite know what was going on with her. Surely she wasn't having amorous notions about not just one, but two alien men she'd just met. It had to be the stress and the booze. There was no possible way! They were huge for christ sake.

"Thank you." Providence said with a hesitant smile as she moved to sit up and pull her legs back from Dagaa.

Dagaa held her calves firm in his hands while Madhava bracketed her waist.

Surprise widened Providences eyes as the two men refused to release her. She was suddenly reminded again of just how large they truly were, not that she had been able to ignore it. She was completely at their mercy.

"Relax Providence." Dagaa insisted firmly as he shifted her legs so he was sitting between them, and then began working on the back of her right thigh again.