Rosko, Mandy - Night and Day (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) Read Free

it. “Curious humans they may be, but should they continue to be ignored for too long, one of them might become courageous enough to directly attempt to gain some attention.”
    Silus wanted to give one of those humans in particular a great deal of attention, indeed.
    His mother sniffed at the idea. His father’s brow lifted.
    “Also, perhaps I could persuade one of them to reveal the secret of their grand entrance. Then the guards will be aware of whatever hole in their defenses allowed these humans to get in.”
    Wiktor’s smile revealed long fangs. “Even on your centennial you cannot be happy without solving a dilemma. My son, you are a born leader.”
    Silus fought the urge to sniff with disdain. Born leader. Another of his father’s hints for Silus to take a more active role in the family business.
    Trafficking and selling stolen humans to wealthy vampire families might be profitable, but there were other, easier ways to obtain blood. Especially when so many humans were willing to volunteer their necks anyway.
    He didn’t bother getting into that argument again. It would take far too much time and ruin his mood. Silus’s whole body thrummed with the urge to move, take the golden-haired man from the corner and stake his claim somewhere private. “Then, I have your permission?”
    His father waved his hand. “Go, if you must. Your presence has been noted by your guests. Food and drink have been consumed, gifts received. No one shall think it rude if you steal yourself away for a moment. Or a night.”
    Lady Ariadne stiffened as her husband’s meaning dawned on her.
    Silus clasped his father’s arm in thanks before making his escape. While his mother never truly approved of his interest in his own sex, his father had always laughed it away and encouraged Silus to bed whomever he wished. So long as he was discreet, of course.
    Hence the need for brothels.
    Despite his father’s praise, the old vampire had fooled himself into believing Silus’s sexual interests were a phase, and the men he bedded were mere conquests before he took a wife.
    Nay. No. Never. There was only one thing Silus wanted, and at this moment, it did not remotely resemble a woman.
    He had to force calm into his limbs, lest anyone take note of an eager spring in his step.
    The dark-haired human became silent as it became apparent Silus was moving toward them, but the color of the golden-haired human’s eyes darkened with desire.
    Brave, brave little thing.
    Not so little as Silus approached. When he stopped before them, ‘twas apparent that the golden-haired human was taller by just an inch. Regardless, Silus would enjoy putting him on his knees.
    While he gave off no trace of hostility, no glare from his eyes, the darker human inched closer to his friend, whether for protection or to be protected was the only question. But Silus was not curious on that matter. His only concern was how quickly he could send that human away.
    “You should both know that everyone in this ballroom has been made aware of you.”
    Golden eyes flew wide. For the first time, a hint of uncertainty entered them. “They have?”
    Silus nodded. “Indeed.”
    “Aaaand, that’s our cue to leave. Let’s go, Ceddy.”
    “Wait.” Silus reached out and gripped Ceddy’s arm, terrified for no reason that the man would simply disappear. He couldn’t be that desperate for sex. Could he? “You may go,” he said to the darker one before gazing into those surreal golden eyes again. “You may stay.”
    Like all territorial humans, the dark one became defensive. “Hey, I’m not leaving without my friend, pal.”
    “Ben, go home.”
    Silus closed his eyes to savor the silk of that voice. It was low and commanding with his friend. Would it be that way once Silus removed his clothes? He still gripped Ceddy’s upper arm, and he could feel the splendid bulge of muscle beneath, a mere hint of the generous masculinity hiding beneath tux, tie, and trousers.
    The blood in