Free Rosko, Mandy - Night and Day (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Mandy Rosko Page B

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