Page 4 of Enforced Love

Chapter Two

The club was pumping with music, and my feet were tapping before we even made it through the door.

“I’m heading to the bar,” Soph yelled, and I nodded.

“I’ll go grab a table,” Mandy hollered, and we all knew that more than likely she’d spend the entire evening watching everyone.

“I’m hitting the floor,” I shouted, and they both nodded. I loved to dance. The music just seemed to make me want to move my body. It was one of my favorite things to do.

I headed to the center of the dance floor and joined in with everyone else already there moving and grooving. Bodies pulsed with me, rubbing and grinding on me, both male and female, and I didn’t care. This was dancing. I was careful that no one grabbed my skirt, that no hard thigh made its way between mine. I wasn’t wearing under-garb, and I didn’t want to leave a trail of pussy juice on some random thigh.

I was twisting and writhing when I glanced across the room and saw them. Two tall shots of eroticism. One had shoulder-length black hair about the same jet color as mine. His skin was a soft shade of brown. He was easily an inch or so taller than me. When our eyes met, I saw that his were blue. He let his gaze run from the top of my head all the way down my legs then slowly back up. I almost missed a step when he lifted his brow, and I felt my pussy clench with need.

I bounced my eyes to the guy standing with him. He was even taller with short, thick, blond hair and green eyes. He must have already inspected me at the same time as his friend. He held my gaze and slowly let a grin grace his perfect lips. My pussy was a fountain now, and I felt it weeping with need. I’d never had two men at once, though it was common practice for a lot of people. But damn, I wanted those two—at the same time.

I eased from the dance floor in the middle of the number and headed toward the table Mandy had grabbed for us. Soph was already there with a number of guys around her, and drinks were on the table. As I approached, she pointed toward the drink she’d gotten me and never broke conversation with the guys she was talking to.

I almost felt sorry for one of the guys who was trying to speak to Mandy. I could see that she was as bored as hell and happy to see me.

I slid onto the stool and finished my drink in one, long swallow. I placed the cup in front of me and wished for another one. I shouldn’t have worried. Soph easily pushed second one toward me, and I realized all the drinks in the middle of the table were ours, probably purchased by the guys surrounding her. Soph never minded sharing. Anything.

I grabbed the second cup and let my eyes scan back to where my eye candy had been, but they were gone. Damn. I had wanted a chance to clear my head and feed my thirst before approaching them. All the moisture in my body had settled between my thighs when I’d clapped eyes on them.

They had been dressed in Enforcer black, though I hadn’t been able to make out their symbol from across the room. I would bet they wore tigers proclaiming them as active. It wasn’t unusual for Enforcers to show up at the club in uniform. You never knew when you might be called out. I hadn’t because I knew I was free until 0600 and doubted my dad would call me out for an emergency before then. Plus I kept a uniform on my shuttle and had no problems changing in front of anyone. Modest, I wasn’t.

I let my gaze roam the crowd and my disappointment grew when I couldn’t find them.

“Who are you looking for?” Mandy leaned over and whispered.

“Two guys I scoped from the dance floor,” I whispered back. “They were smoking hot and perfect for a little celebratory fun.”

Mandy grinned. “Good for you. Where did they go?”

“No idea,” I said. “I lost them when I came over to grab a drink.”

“I don’t think you have to worry,” Mandy said, her eyes lifting over my shoulder just as a drink appeared on the table in front of me.

I felt heat radiating behind me and knew my guys had found me. I glanced back, and there they both stood. They were even better close up.

“Thanks,” I managed as I took the drink and chugged it down. This one was a little stronger than I was used to, and I felt the alcohol hit my system with a flash of warmth.

“Would you care to dance?” It was the dark-haired one who leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“Absolutely,” I replied and turned toward the blond behind me on my left.

His hand slipped to my thigh and tugged my skirt down just a bit. “No need to give everyone a show,” he said, and I actually felt myself blush. I never blush.

I reached down and placed my hand on his, holding it to my thigh as I stood up. “This show is definitely not for everyone,” I replied.

He just grinned, and I felt him slip one finger up so it caressed the top of my thigh beneath my dress. My breath caught. What the hell? This guy was turning me into liquid desire. A hand settled on the small of my back, and I was being guided across the room toward a door.

“I thought you wanted to dance,” I said.

“We do,” the blond said, his hand wrapping around one of mine. “But we thought you might enjoy a more private dance floor.”

My body clenched, and I almost moaned right then. I nodded instead. I let them lead me down the hall toward a shuttle. I knew right away it was theirs. No wonder I hadn’t seen them before. They were from a different unit. I saw the tigers on their uniform shirt pocket, but there was also a hyphen with an A beside it. These two were part of Alpha squad. Yummy, yummy, yummy. These were supposedly the best of the best. I could only hope they really were.

The shuttle door closed behind them, and one hard male body slid up behind me while the other slid in front of me.

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