“Your scent has changed,” she said and went back to sit beside Gabriel.
Quintus walked outside to his car. Before he got in, he sniffed his clothes and came back with Scott’s scent. His cheetah purred, and his cock jerked taking notice of the other man’s scent.
“Fuck, maybe he is my mate. Or maybe I just want to finally get fucked by an alpha.”
* * *
Later that night,Quintus was in bed and about to fall asleep when there was a knock on his door.
Grabbing his sleep pants, he pulled them on and went to open the door. He was expecting either Miya or Ariana to show up to vent their anger or happiness after finding out about Sareena. He loved his sisters, but they seemed to have their hearts shut off when it came to love.
Miya and Ariana knew about mates but felt the practice was too archaic. The idea of finding their fated mate simply by their scent was utterly ridiculous to them. Instead, he was surprised to see Scott when he looked out of the peephole. Quintus immediately opened the door.
“Scott, what’s up? How do you know where I live?” He watched Scott’s gaze rove over his body. Quintus wasn’t shy in the least and let the man have his fill. He was no longer hiding his attraction. “It’s pretty late, so you need to tell me what you want or take a picture and add it to your collection.”
“You have a smart mouth, little kitty,” Scott said, calling him by what he soon realized was an endearment.
“Then you should do something about it,” Quintus said meeting his stare.
“You’re really asking for a spanking.” Scott growled.
Quintus’s cock jerked with interest.Fuck, maybe I’m a submissive...or whatever Grayson called it.
“Will it make me do what you want?”
“Do you know exactly what you’re saying?”
Quintus knew damn well what he was saying, and he knew exactly the kind of lifestyle Scott led. He didn’t know much about it, but for his mate he would learn.
“I’m a grown man, Scott. I know the consequences of my words.”
Scott stepped closer to him and cupped the back of his neck and lifting his face with his thumb. His blue eyes shifted, taking on a silver and ruby color. “I shouldn’t be here.” Scott growled, baring his fangs, and Quintus’s breath stuttered.
“Then, why are you here?” He licked his lips, praying to all the gods Scott would just kiss him and finally stop teasing him.
Scott leaned down and brushed his mouth against Quintus’s. “I’m not the one that’s a tease, little kitty.”
Quintus didn’t get a chance to figure out how Scott knew what he was thinking, because the vampire kissed him, taking away all of his senses.
Holy hell, he can kiss.
* * *
This isn’twhat I came here to do.
But he couldn’t and wouldn’t stop. The second Quintus opened the door shirtless with his sleep pants hanging off his hips, Scott had wanted him. He knew the moment his eyes shifted. He was starting to pay attention to the way his body was reacting being near Quintus.
If he’d doubted Quintus was his mate before, he couldn’t any longer. His gums itched, and he yearned to imprint him with his scent and essence. He wanted to drink his blood and impregnate him with his seed. But even though Scott wanted those things, it wouldn’t happen that night.
He needed time. They needed more time to get to know each other. He knew nothing about Quintus, other than what he did for a living. For the first time in a very long time, he wanted to open himself up to the possibility of love. He had to tell Quintus about who he was and hopehe’d understand why they needed to wait to claim each other.
Scott was not denying that he was being selfish, He was still scarred from losing Alec, but Quintus was his mate. He wouldn’t and couldn’t reject him. He would be damning his very soul if he did something as horrible as rejecting his mate. Even being a Demigod wouldn’t save him.
Yet, with all of the things they needed to talk about, Scott couldn’t pull himself away. He made up his mind that he would not claim Quintus that night, but they were going to do enough to satiate his lustful hunger.
“Where is your bedroom?” he asked against Quintus’s mouth.
“Upstairs, second room on the right.”
