Rosko, Mandy - Night and Day (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) (9 page)

Ben sent Silus one more unconvinced glare before he opened the door a crack and slipped out.

And then there were two.

“Well, now what?” Cedric asked, not sure if he should be preparing himself for a round of fighting or fucking. His heart ran a nervous race at the thought of either.

Silus said nothing. Keeping their eyes locked, he walked around the bed. Cedric thought he was coming to him, but then he kept right on going, turning his back and stopping at the door.

Cedric tensed, thinking he was going to open the door and announce himself. “What are you—?”

Keeping his back to him—which Cedric was getting really pissed about by the way—Silus turned the deadbolt with a smooth snick. “Your guard forgot to lock this.”

Cedric started breathing again. At least he knew Silus wasn’t about to commit suicide by announcing to a house full of sun sprites that he was inside. “Oh, well, that’s okay. No one but him ever visits me in my room anyway.”

Silus’s shoulders tensed up in a way that made Cedric purr on the inside. Then that gorgeous head of shoulder-length black hair turned. Cedric caught a look of one very angry-looking, dark eye. “Are you certain he is merely your guard?”

He should be afraid for his life right now. A vampire was looking at him like he was going to rip him a new one if he uttered the wrong word. If Cedric had ever had more experience with vampires, maybe he would have been scared. Right now, he was smirking.

Cedric flopped on his ass on his bed, arms out behind him, supporting his weight, and legs spread just enough to throw out some ideas without being outwardly lewd. “Ben is my guard. That’s it. If you want me to prove it, you can come over here.”

Silus frowned just a little. “That would prove nothing.”

All joking left him. He got serious because Silus was being so somber about it. It was one thing for the vamp to show a little jealousy. Everyone did that at one time or another, and it didn’t necessarily mean anything. But Silus was hanging onto it despite Cedric’s attempt to laugh it off.

He was genuinely concerned that Cedric might have something going on with his childhood friend.

This was where they had to have the awkward talk. They had to talk feelings in a situation where there might not be any.

“He is only a friend, but what would it matter to you if he was more than that?”

Silus’s face took on a demon-like snarl. His features didn’t transform or anything like those fake vampires from
Buffy—
yes, he watched that show
. But still. Whoa. Cedric never wanted that look directed at him ever again.

“I already told you the last time we were together. You are mine.”

Cedric leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees and gripping his hands together. “Yeah, I heard that the first time, but what does it
mean?
What does any of what we’re doing mean? There’s not exactly some force at work that’s keeping us together or anything.”

It would be so much easier if they both stopped what they were doing, but for reasons he couldn’t comprehend, Cedric didn’t want to be the one to call off their little party. He still couldn’t wrap his brain around how it was even possible his blood got to pumping—in the good, make-you-orgasm kind of way—whenever he was alone with Silus. He wanted him, cared about what the vampire thought of him, but what did that mean to Silus?

Silus, arms crossed, finally stepped forward. He kept right on coming until he stood staring down at Cedric from between his legs. “Do you know what it means when a vampire speaks those words?”

What the hell was he up to?

Silus shook his head and then went down to his knees. “I can see that you do not. You are not aware of the position you have me in.”

Cedric could barely hear him. All he could focus on—and by
he
, he meant his cock—was that Silus was between his knees, his hands with those long, warm fingers, kneading his thighs.

All he had to do was get Silus to—

A smack on his cheek snapped him out of it. He blinked twice before he realized Silus had slapped him.

“Hey! What the—?” Cedric rubbed his stinging cheek and leaned as far away from Silus as he could get. The vampire kept his hands gripped on Cedric’s thighs so he couldn’t go far.

“Pay attention! I am laying my soul out for you to crush. ’Tis important.”

“You fucking hit me!”

“I barely touched you. Keep your voice down before someone hears.”

Cedric opened his mouth to start another yelling match when Silus’s words finally took meaning inside his empty head. “What do you mean
lay your soul out
? What are we talking about?”

Silus sighed. He seemed to be fighting for patience. “Of course you do not know. You are a sun sprite.”

Cedric bristled. “What does that mean?”

The damn vamp actually chuckled. “It is not an insult against you, but it does explain your adorable confusion.”

Cedric waited for Silus to explain.

“I
claimed
you,” Silus said, the emphasis on
claimed
loud and clear, and a nervous look entered his dark eyes. “You are mine and mine alone, but I am not necessarily yours.”

He paused, and it gave Cedric a chance to absorb that, which didn’t happen straight away, but when it did …

It was like a door that had previously been closed to him had opened, and he was able to see all the things that were inside a previously shut off room. Holy shit. He was saying what Cedric thought he was saying.

“You have no idea the power you hold over me. If you deny me, send me away in favor of another lover, I will be forced to go, and it will destroy me slowly. My greatest fear is that this will be some game for you, a continuation of your adventure to bed a vampire.”

Cedric grabbed Silus’s face in his hands and kissed him. “It’s not.” He peppered chaste kisses over those lips between declarations. “I swear it’s not.”

No wonder Silus didn’t care for Cedric’s forced marriage explanation, because at the time, he’d thought Cedric was just using it as an excuse to get laid.

Well, that first night he had, that much was true, but the second time …

Ah, he was such a shit. “I thought the whole mating thing was done with werewolves.”

“It is. You are not my mate. But you are a piece of me that I cannot ignore. Vampires are gifted in finding their soul mates. There is a difference,” he added, a sharp look in his eyes.

“So what do you do when you have to get married?”

Silus cocked his head, clearly not understanding.

“When your parents pick your spouse?” Cedric clarified. “What do you do if that person isn’t your soul mate?”

“My sire has no say over who I pair myself with. That would go against our values, and be most cruel.”

Huh. Guess that explained why Silus was so upset when he told him he was getting married. He not only thought Cedric was cheating on a loved one, but a
soul mate
. Something like that would be pretty low.

“Has a vampire ever claimed a sun sprite before?”

Silus shook his head. “Not to my knowledge, and despite what you may think, regardless of what you are to me, my family will still attempt to kill you should you decide to be mine. This, they will never respect.”

Cedric pulled in a deep breath. Here it was. He could go either way, but one way was definitely riskier than the other.

Despite that risk, Cedric wanted it. “I’m just as confused about this”—he motioned between them with his hand—“as you are, but I swear to God I’m not trying to use you. You aren’t a backup to me.”

That seemed to be the right thing to say because Silus launched himself at Cedric’s lips, knocking him back on his beige sheets. He grabbed Cedric’s hands into his and pinned him down. Then there was a tongue in his mouth, probing, circling,
claiming
.

Ah, so this is what it felt like to have a vampire lay his claim. Well, Cedric did think of himself as the kind of individual who enjoyed kissing, so he didn’t see the harm in letting it happen.

Unexpectedly, and unfortunately, Silus pulled that wonderful mouth away just as Cedric started to really enjoy himself.

“Say it. Say that I am yours.”

He was having a no brain moment from all the kissing. “What?”

“Claim me,” Silus said, his teeth clenched and hands tightening on Cedric’s wrists.

Oh, gladly
. “You’re mine.”

Silus moaned and resumed his masterful work, released Cedric’s hands.

Wrists now free, Cedric stuck his fingers in those black strands and gripped tightly. “No one’s ever allowed to touch you but me,” he said when they pulled apart again, which prompted another round of kissing and suckling.

Cedric pried his lips from Silus’s and latched them on to the vamp’s neck and began sucking, knowing how much Silus went nuts for it.

The vamp above him purred. Cedric found his jugular and bit down hard, pulling a long moan out of him.

“I think this time we’ll have to gag
you
,” Cedric joked.

“I am more than capable of keeping my passion under control.”

Cedric shivered. “I love the way you talk.”

He pushed up on Silus’s chest, rolling him over so he could sit on top of those pretty hips. They would be so much prettier without the layers, but that would come in just a second. “I want to make you feel good.”

Silus was already running his hands under Cedric’s turtleneck sweater, tickling his skin with gentle pulls from his nails. “I do feel good.”

Cedric pulled open the black coat Silus wore before working on the buttons of his suit jacket and vest. He didn’t bother with them when it came to his white button-down. He just ripped the thing apart, exposing that marble chest. The dark nipples were a gorgeous contrast to his white skin. “I mean really good.”

He started licking and kissing, and apart from briefly pressing his lips to each hardened nipple, he completely bypassed those dark buds as he knew the real fun for Silus was not to be had there. His hands got to work on the belt and fly of Silus’s trousers—Cedric could already feel the bulge beneath. All the while he kept on kissing and kept his eyes on Silus’s.

Cedric briefly stuck his hand on the back of his neck to warm it before slipping it inside the opened waistband. He found Silus’s hot cock and gripped the throbbing base. Silus inhaled deeply through his nose, those lids of his going half shut, but he still kept them open and on Cedric.

“You want me to suck you off?” Cedric pulled the leaking prick free and gave it a swipe with his tongue.

“Ugh, yes.”

“Okay, but you need to keep on talking. Keep telling me what you want me to do to you.” He was mostly making this rule up because he wanted to hear Silus let go of all that prim and proper speech. Not that he didn’t love it, but he loved making Silus go so crazy that he forgot about it more. “If you stop talking, I stop sucking.”

“Yes, yes, now take me into your mouth.”

Impatient. Cedric liked that, so he did as he was told.

Silus had been right about one thing. He really could keep a lid on his passion. Even though Cedric swore the thing got thicker and pulsed faster when he sheathed his mouth on it, Silus only released a low sounding groan.

Another challenge to be had, but that would have to wait until they were in a safer place to be doing this. He somehow didn’t think Silus would like the threat of a gag as much as Cedric had.

He worked the muscles in his mouth and bobbed his head once, twice, and then stopped.

Silus stiffened. “Keep doing that. Do not stop, ugh!”

Cedric chuckled, the vibrations seeming to work even more on his lover. He glanced up and saw that Silus had fallen back and was now grabbing at his own black hair.

He calmed himself and kept up with the humming action, but then he stopped again.

“Fuck, Cedric!”

Cedric pulled his mouth away with a pop and a smile. “I warned you.”

Silus growled, those black eyes of his sparking. “I want to fuck your mouth.”

Cedric actually blinked. Whoa, he didn’t think he’d ever get Silus to say something like that. He mock saluted and got right back to work.

Silus moaned again when his cock was submerged. This time he didn’t stop talking. “Yes, just like that. I love your mouth. Your swollen lips around my shaft are beautiful. I’m going to come between them.”

Cedric had officially made Silus forget his manners. And all that dirty talk from Silus had long since gotten his own dick awake and throbbing for attention.

Later. This was for Silus. He wanted everything to be about Silus tonight.

Soon the vampire was just babbling nonsense as he pushed his hips up and down toward Cedric’s mouth. His cock was twitchy and leaking like a faucet, and Cedric could tell the vamp was nearly there but holding back for the sake of a better time. Good. That’s exactly how Cedric wanted it to be.

Silus groaned again, then reached down and took Cedric’s hair in his Iron Man grip before coming down his throat with a hard moan and hot spurts.