Her fingers grazed right over the most sensitive part of me and a flame suddenly lit my hand. Kaden flinched from his move and glanced at my hand, "No fire in the house!"
Only now did I catch the small smirk that played on the corner of her lips. So that was what she was after. Instead of any sane response for today she was going to torture me for her own personal amusement.
I called away the power that was burning in my fist with effort and locked my hands together trying to keep my breathing even. She had resumed trailing her fingers in the exact spot they should never dare be in front of my friends I considered as brothers. She knew this.
Kaden moved his rook and she pressed slightly harder against my centre making me grit my teeth and sigh aggressively through them. He glanced at me.
"It's not that boring, Tayah. Gods." He grunted.
"I'm. Not. Bored." I grit out, while she rubbed circles around the most sensitive part of me in maddening slowness.
Her other hand moved a bishop and her face gave absolutely nothing away. Nothing that said, please continue while I just burn your friend alive in front of you by rubbing her right there–
She drew that dangerous hand up to the waistband of my riding leggings and I cast her a warning glare. One that said this was going too far. She placed her knight forward on the board and glanced at me with nothing but innocence on those beautiful features. She was going to be the death of me.
Her hand went below the material against my skin and I struggled not to burn the table to ash in front of them. It was the only thing keeping her real game hidden–she was never interested in having the gods damned chess match in the first place.
Kaden smirked at the Queen on the board before moving something. I didn't even take note because her two fingers had started drawing long lines against me. I could feel the arousal that made it so gods damn slick. My legs writhed under the table as I tried and failed not to get lost in the feel of her against me.
She smiled openly now. I would kill her for this. Draw on every piece of power I had to–
I dragged another breath in when she dipped inside me briefly. I wanted to moan out and tell her not to stop. I wanted to do many things to that smug immortal that played damn chess and wore a smile but I couldn't.
"Kára." I murmured as carefully as I could.
She raised an eyebrow at me while she moved her finger slowly inside me. I swallowed and closed my eyes trying to focus but it was so damn hard. The men were entirely oblivious to us and I was dying to have her touch me like she really could.
"Tayah, let me finish my game." She told me simply as she turned back to the board with no small amount of humour in her eyes.
Finish your game?! Seriously.
My hand sparked against my control and I brought my fist up to my mouth so I could bite down hard against it. She was toying with me in every sense. Moving her hand deftly and letting her fingers go deep only to retract them and circle me again.
I was losing my fight with my desire when Kaden finally slapped his rook down heavily and stared across the table at my amused immortal.
"Checkmate."
"Indeed." She drawled, thinking of something else. "The bow is yours mortal."
I shifted my leg position for the hundredth time under the table trying to feel more of her against me while Kaden whooped and jumped up to grab his prize.

YOU ARE READING
A Valkyrie's Apprentice: Book Two
FantasyOnce a young mercenary, now an immortal daughter of Odin. Tayah Ashrive has ascended from the mortal realm and is thrust into the realm of the gods. Valhalla. Commanding the power of immortal energy has never been more important, and never as diffic...
Check
Start from the beginning