She felt his presence as soon as she walked into the club. Tammy could not see him through the web of tangled bodies on the dance floor, but she knew he was there watching her. Tammy couldn't exactly explain how she knew, however the skin on her arms seemed to ripple every time he was near.
Tammy loved the sizzling atmosphere and was glad that her girlfriends pulled her into the doors of Club DNA eight months ago. It was not only the beginning of an eternal relationship but the first steps in discovering her true nature and what that entailed.
She smiled to herself as she reached out and grabbed the closest male and began to move sinfully against the contours of his anatomy. Tammy's maneuvers elicited a moan every time her womanhood rubbed shamelessly against his growing bulge. She was well aware her actions would draw him out of hiding and to her. It seemed to become a game to them. One of which she stumbled upon after her first visit to the club.
As she wantonly continued her grinding, Tammy's mind flashed back to that first night at the club. How she was standing at the bar with her friends and felt a pair of eyes intently staring at her. The pull of that stare was so strong that It compelled her to look around.
She finally found the man behind the stare at a back table surrounded by people laughing and talking. Their eyes met and a shiver went down her spine. Tammy heard a voice in her head growling, "Mine." "What was that?", she asked as she shook her head and focused on the male.
He had long brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and a beard she longed to rub her skin against. Tammy smiled and something drove her to walk forward never taking her eyes off of him. As she approached the table, he looked away and began to speak to a beautiful red head sitting beside him. Tammy growled again surprising herself once more.
"Wtf is happening to me, she asked herself. She didn't remember walking across the dance floor or even stopping at the table. She stared at the breath taking male before her and attempted to introduce herself. He ignored her which made her angry.
So after the second undertaking failed, she decided to say fuck it and turned and walked toward the dance floor. She grabbed the first body that tickled her fancy. Tammy began to move sensually to the music, massaging his body with her own. She could feel those eyes on her again, but she chose to ignore him this time and continued her fun.
Tammy reached up and pulled the nameless male to her and covered his lips with hers. She deepened the kiss and there tongues began to do a forbidden promenade. Then all of a sudden Tammy was very much alone on the dance floor wondering what happened to her new friend. She opened her eyes to see the man whom she was just molesting restrained against the wall opposite the dance floor.
It took her a moment to realize who the perpetrator was, the man from the back table. Due to the loud music, Tammy couldn't hear what was transpiring. The unknown male seemed to have her dance partner pinned by his neck growling at him. Tammy approached the two men and over heard the tale end of the conversation, " She is my mate, and if you touch her again young one I will teach you what 600 years of existence can teach a vamp." With that statement, Tammy gasped and those piercing blue eyes turned toward her. She wasn't sure if she heard correctly but even the possibility scared her, and Tammy managed to turn away from his intense stare and head toward the door. Tammy had never been more focused or determined. She was not going to let this, "what did he call himself vamp" pollute her mind then proceed to control her.
William, the man from the booth, smiled as his mate moved through the snarled mess of bodies on the dance floor towards the door. He thought to himself, "Only someone who is my true mate, equal in strength and power could turn away from my impassioned stare. Wow her movement is beautiful for a lycanthrope, but does she even know what she is?" A question that he intended to investigate to it's fullest.
Tammy never looked back as she pushed her way through the doors of Club DNA. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and headed towards her car. Tammy finally arrived back at her apartment and allowed herself to rehash the evenings event. From the growling coming from her, the overwhelming pull towards the man with the blue eyes to the vamp comment, Tammy was exhausted. "Things will look better in the morning, " Tammy told herself and let sleep capture her at last.