“Oh gods, yes. Just like that,” he cried out when he felt Scott’s cock brush against his prostate.
His dominant grasped his hair, craning his neck to the side and grazing his pointed fangs against his skin. "I told you," Scott said as he thrust harder with every word he spoke. "I. Am. Your. Fucking. God. Tonight.”
Scott sank his fangs into Quintus's neck as cum spurted from his cock onto the bench and his stomach. He felt so good. It was as if his body was floating away, and his mind felt a bit hazy. A burst of light flashed behind his eyes before things became clear again. But he wasn't in the playroom with Scott. His new surroundings were unfamiliar to him.
Quintus heard rhythmic pounding in his ears and realized it was him running in his cheetah form. The ground felt different to him, not like the rough terrain of the forest he was used to running through. It was soft under his paws. The more he ran, the more his new world became clear to him. He stopped when he saw Scott sitting on a throne with a crown on his head. His skin glowed as if he was touched by the sun, and his vampire seemed larger than life.
“Come to me, my Own,” Scott said to him with a hand stretched out. Without thinking, Quintus ran over to him. He shifted in midair from cheetah to human, as he landed on Scott’s lap.
“Where are we?”
“A place where only you and I can enter and where our souls will forever be entwined.”
Warmth washed over Quintus and settled in the depths of his stomach, filling him with joy and happiness. Scott kissed him, and slowly everything else faded away. All he was left with was contentment.
I am where I belong.
Quintus wasn't sure what happened, but when he opened his eyes he was in Scott's arms.
“How are you feeling?” Scott asked.
“Tired and thirsty.”
"Okay." Scott reached over him and picked something up from the side of the bed. "Here," he said, putting a bottle of water to Quintus's lips. "Drink slowly." He nodded and took a few sips, quenching his thirst. "You were so beautiful tonight. I'm so proud of you." He kissed Quintus on his forehead, and he basked in his dominant's affection.
“I…” Quintus went to speak, but he wasn’t sure how to articulate his words for how he was feeling.
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t push yourself.”
He shook his head, because he needed Scott to understand what he’d felt and saw. A world where it was just the two of them, and a world where it seemed as if they were gods.
“I felt as if I had the world of the palm in my hands,” he got out. “I could touch you and feel everyone around me. It was as if my soul had left my body only to be brought back because I needed to be next to you.”
“You entered your subspace,” Scott told him.
Quintus had read about it while doing his research. It was where a submissive, and even dominants, feel as if their inner being separated from their body. Or in some cases, feeling like they were hypnotized.
“It was amazing,” Quintus whispered.
Scott kissed him again on his forehead and then his cheek, before settling on his lips. “I’m yours in every way, my Own. I am yours—heart, body, and soul.”
Quintus nodded. “As I’m yours.”
They held onto each other for the rest of the night. Neither felt the need to move or do anything else.
Chapter Seventeen
Scott caressed the side of Quintus's face thinking about their night.
Things had gotten so intense he hadn't been able to help but be pulled into Quintus's subspace. He knew dominants or tops had sometimes slipped into their own subspace, but to be drawn into a submissive's was something he'd never heard of before.
Is it because he’s a shifter? Or does it have something to do with me being a demigod?
Scott wasn't sure and planned on asking grand-Odin the next time he saw him.
If it had something with me being a demi, then I need to tell Quintus about what I am and my family. I don’t want it to happen again.
There was also something else on Scott's mind. He was close to telling the man he loved him. He realized that his heart was opening to love Quintus. But there were a couple of things he needed to do first before confessing his love to his cheetah.
