Warriors' Providence (Cadi Warriors Book 2)(52)

The judge studied the fancy digital target, looking shocked and confused. He then looked up at Madhava and smiled.

"Madhava wins the marksman competition. All three shots through the same hole!"

Providence's eyes widened. Madhava was good, creepy good.

"Good show as always." Dagaa congratulated him. "Thank Kali I never wore a bullseye on my back when we were on opposite sides."

"No kidding. Holy Hell Madhava!" Providence declared.

Madhava gave them both a smug smile with a nod of his head.

Providence looked from Madhava to Dagaa as they took position at the starting line for the foot race around the same track they'd raced the rota on. With her shorter legs she was going to get creamed for sure. If Madhava won this one he'd be in the lead. It was time for a bit of deviant strategy.

"Whew, it’s getting hot out." Providence said as she squinted at the midday sun.

She grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled her top off. The bras she and Giselle had ordered arrived early that morning, so her girls were trussed up and nicely supported, which would help loads while running. It also conveniently put them on display.

Providence stretched alongside the men. She bent over and touched her toes sticking her ass out. The guys stopped stretching and just stared at her.

Providence smiled knowingly.

Dagaa shook his head and crouched on the starting line. The look on his face spoke of unwavering determination. However Madhava's eyes were riveted to her boobs like they were calling his name.

The shot sounded, and they were off.

Providence worked hard to keep up. Poor Madhava couldn't keep from glancing at the sweat dripping down between her bouncing C-cups. She panted making them heave in exaggeration.

Providence felt bad as she noticed the bulge in his crotch. It had to be a bitch running with a hard-on.

Dagaa quickly moved into the lead, so he was up ahead missing the show. He hadn't been as affected by the sight of her body. Providence tried not to get distracted by the reason behind his disregard. The image of Dagaa with that woman and what he'd said hounded her as she ran.

Providence paced herself dropping back long enough to catch her breath and for Madhava to recover before surging forward again.

The third time she made a break for it Providence was ready to drop from exhaustion. She had to do something. She quickly hiked her shorts up, giving herself a mega wedgie, accentuating her ass. Providence then pushed herself to pull in front of Madhava. She knew he could see her full bottom flex and jiggle as her feet pounded the earth.

"Dammit!" Providence heard the scuffle followed by the growled curse behind her.

She turned to see Madhava on his ass in the dirt. The poor guy had been too busy watching her, to pay attention to where he was going.

Providence stopped and walked back to him, extending a hand to help him up.

A horn sounded calling the race.

Madhava grumbled something unintelligible as he accepted her hand though he didn't really need it to get up.

Up ahead Dagaa stopped and threw a fist in the air in triumph.

Providence smiled to herself as Madhava dusted himself off, looking supremely perturbed. They were tied, just as she hoped. Three down, two to go.



Dagaa

Things were tense as Dagaa, Providence and Madhava joined Kagan, Giselle and little Sabin on the patio of the manor house for dinner.

Dagaa was still stunned that Providence won the rota race. When Providence zipped dangerously into the turn after crossing the finish line, Dagaa's heart had been in his throat as he prayed to Kali. When she pulled out of the turn like a natural he'd been beyond relieved but also mad as hell. He wanted to redden her backside for risking her life so foolishly. She wouldn't pull that crap in the future if he had anything to do with it.

Of course that meant Dagaa would have to win both matches tomorrow to be Providence's Prime protector. So far he'd only won one, and that was by default. He'd have to do better.

Despite the risk Dagaa wanted to smile at the fiery warrior as she strutted proudly next to Giselle, taking a seat at the outdoor dining table.

Providence was amazing. He and Madhava had foolishly underestimated her. She'd told them some of her life back home and the things she'd done, but it apparently hadn't sunk into their thick heads.

Dagaa didn't quite understand why Providence challenged them but he was starting to get an inkling of just how proud and strong a female she was. She was used to taking care of herself. Undoubtedly Providence took exception to being handed off to two warriors. Then he and Madhava made it worse by fighting over her. As Dagaa thought on it, he would be pissed too if he was in her position.

Yet still Dagaa couldn't back down, less now than when the competition started. If anything Providence had proven herself to be a female of worth as well as one that needed a strong male to keep her from risking her sweet tail. He wanted her now more than ever.