Free Just One Touch by Mandy Rosko

bed for some fun. One taste and he
discovers that Cedric is no human, and that taste gives him the
most explosive orgasm of his life. Despite their enemy status,
Silus is intrigued. He has never been with a sun sprite before, and
he wants to know more about the one who braved a house filled with
vampires.
    Neither
of their families are pleased with the match, and Cedric and Silus
must soon choose if their new and fragile relationship, built
mostly on lust, is worth risking their lives.
     
     

Chapter One
     
    Cedric
drank in the sights with hungry eyes. If he’d been sitting, his
knee would have twitched with lusty impatience as male after
gorgeous male sauntered by, occasionally with a sexy twinge of the
lips that gave Cedric all sorts of forbidden ideas.
    “ Benny, what’ve I gotten myself into?”
    “ That kid in a candy store look suggests you don’t mind,” his
bodyguard said.
    And mind
he did not. All around him was a buffet of tall, broad-shouldered,
clean-shaven men. Even the servants were sights to behold, but
Cedric wasn’t after a werewolf lover, or even one of those
blood-whoring humans. He’d crashed this party looking for a
vamp.
    Rumor
had it they were insanely amazing lovers. They could seduce with a
look and bring about an orgasm with the most innocent of touches.
Which was precisely what he was after this night. His last
time.
    Since this was the birthday party celebrating the centennial
of the vampire lord’s son, it made it easy to spot who was who in
the crowd. Everyone with a flute of what looked like tomato
juice— looked like—was indeed a vamp. A few of them even had their fangs
out, not bothering to hide them in mixed company.
    The
others, the ones who were just as well dressed, but were drinking
scotch or champagne with no sign of fangs, Cedric would ignore.
Odds were good they were humans, invited only for their necks and
to liven the place up with more people. Cedric didn’t want any of
that. A drunk human in his bed, one who belonged to someone else
even, wasn’t his cup of tomato juice.
    A
scruffy-haired waiter spotted them, moved in their direction, and
Ben snatched two glasses of white wine from his tray with a nod of
thanks. It was well known that vampires didn’t give their
were-servants any more gratitude than that, and neither of them
wanted to appear out of place. Ben’s idea.
    Though
they were both friends from all the way back to childhood, the
human teleporter was still a member of Cedric’s family guard. Just
being here, with his charge surrounded by so many creatures who
hated him, was probably giving the poor man an ulcer.
    Cedric was a sun sprite. Vampires hated sun sprites. Of course, sun
sprites also hated vampires. It must’ve been a night and day, cat
and dog, sort of thing. Whatever. Cedric didn’t mind putting aside
old prejudices for a little fun and rebellion. In all honesty, this
was his first time even being in the same room with a vampire, let
alone two hundred of them, and it wasn’t so bad. Of course, that
could be the champagne in him talking.
    Speaking of which… Cedric downed his drink right away. Though
he was opposed to having whatever lover he took being wasted, the
added courage of the alcohol was a benefit as he searched for
someone to rock his
cock , as Ben had eloquently put it once
Cedric got him on board with the idea.
    It might
be someone else’s birthday, but it was Cedric’s last night of
freedom, so he could be a hypocrite all he wanted.
    They
both hid away in a corner, under a giant velvet curtain with golden
tassels that framed windows as high as the ceiling. Windows in a
vampire household tended to be tinted and usually stayed closed.
Not tonight. There was no moon out, only stars, so it was a good
night for vamps to keep these curtains and windows open.
    With his
glass to his lips, Ben nodded toward the curved staircase where
some of the guests mingled on its red carpet. “What about
him?”
    Cedric’s
eyes found the