Guns n' Boys: Homicidal Instinct (Book 2) (gay dark mafia erotic romance) (14 page)

Domenico chuckled when
their lips left each other. “I don’t want to ever part from you. Even when
you’re being a dick.”

Seth raised his
eyebrows, but didn’t back away. “Says the man who argues with a hobo over a soy
sausage worth two bucks.”

“It’s all about
principles,” Dom muttered, just as his hands slipped under Seth’s shirt,
pulling the fabric away from skin.

“Shoulda broken his hand
then.” Seth drew in a deep breath. He couldn’t be angry with Dom when those
fingers traced his stomach like that.

Domenico nuzzled Seth’s
jaw. “Would have been drastic. I do things like that?”

Seth’s breath hitched as
yet another shiver of arousal went down his body. His eyes were firmly locked
with Dom’s hypnotizing gaze. “Sometimes…”

Domenico narrowed his
eyes, and his knuckles gently slid over Seth’s neck. One by one. Seth didn’t
realize it was him moaning until he’d heard himself a fraction of a second
later. The other hand explored his stomach in a languid motion, and the scent
of Dom’s wet hair wasn’t helping to stifle his arousal.

Domenico crooked his
head and slowly pulled up Seth’s shirt. The sensation of the fabric being
peeled off his skin was enough to light Seth on fire. There was a confidence to
Dom’s moves that was uniquely him. “You’re cold.”

“Freezing.” It took
another gulp of air, and Seth slipped the wet shirt off altogether. He was an
idiot not to tell Dom about their relationship earlier. The freedom that came
with being able to touch Dom was so profound he caught himself fantasizing
about sex with Dom around six times a minute since yesterday.

Domenico gave him a
slight smile and then, without breaking eye contact for even a split second, he
removed his own shirt as well, leaving only wet muscle on show. His earthy skin
was glistening with the sheen of wetness. “I want to make love,” he said
simply, just like he did back in Berlin, after they killed the two Chinese
mafiosi.

Seth nodded and gave him
another kiss before backing off the few steps it took to get to their bed and
pulling Dom along. No man before Dom had had this effect on him. This hazy
lust, mixed with a profound sense of belonging. No one else could even compete
with that.

Seth was the first one
to sit on the edge of the bed, and he pushed his boots off quickly. He looked
up at Dom, at the short hairs on his chest and the taut muscles of his stomach.
Seth knew the story of each scar on Dom’s skin. He stopped breathing when Dom
casually pushed down his jeans and underwear, revealing the dusky skin of his
cock and sac, the strong muscles of his thighs. He was the most gorgeous man
Seth had ever known, and no amount of surface damage to his body could ever
change that.

Seth pushed off his own
damp jeans, eager to be naked as fast as possible. There had been a sense of
awkwardness yesterday, but as Dom had pushed Seth further and further into the
pit of lust, the fucking got so raw he could still feel it on his body today.

Today, Dom knew him that
bit better than the day before, and everything would be different. Then again,
with Dom each day and each fuck was different. Seth leaned forward and gave
Dom’s cock a kiss. He wanted Dom to know just how much he adored him, so
despite enjoying anal more than Seth would like to admit, it was the blow job
that was Seth’s go-to love confession.

Warm fingers slid into
his hair, gently pulling but not trying to take him away from that intoxicating
musky scent, from the hot and smooth skin.

“Love your lips. They’re
so soft,” whispered Domenico, as if he were afraid to shatter the silence of
the RV.

“They’re all yours.
I’m
all yours,” Seth said in a trembling voice and left another kiss on the tip of
Dom’s awakening cock. He loved watching it stiffen and grow, loved knowing it
was his doing. Seth opened his lips and stuck out his tongue, letting the head
of that hot dick rest there.

Domenico exhaled, but
despite his cock waking up, he pushed Seth back, following suit with his eyes
completely focused on Seth’s face. In the dim innards of the RV, with the
windows covered, it was oddly intimate.

Seth wrapped his arms around
Dom’s neck and pulled him close, knowing they belonged together like leather
and sweat.

Within a second, Seth’s
world became even darker when Domenico pulled over the comforter, covering them
both with warmth. Only Seth’s legs remained outside the cocoon, but he forgot
all about it as soon as Dom licked the side of his face. It was so shameless
and lusty, Seth’s cock twitched. He’d shaved all the fur off his face in the
morning just for opportunities like this.

Seth smiled and leaned
into the touch, playing with Dom’s damp hair. He could stay like this forever,
but he’d get blue balls eventually. “So nice…”

“What is?” Domenico
lowered his hips to press them against Seth’s with a low grunt. Very quickly
they noticed the air becoming hot in the fabric cave.

“You. With me. Touching
me this way. Like you care.” Seth’s words came in shallow breaths, each
followed by a kiss on Dom’s lips. He made small circular movements with his
hips so their dicks could meet as well, all stiff, hot, and ready to be stroked.

Domenico grunted and
slipped out his tongue, teasing the opening of Seth’s mouth. Each touch was
like a spark of fire, a pull on Seth’s dick.

“I do care. There’s no
one else in my life,” whispered Domenico, squeezing his fingers over Seth’s
flesh and moving them up his body gently.

Seth was sure he’d
mentioned Dom’s mother, but he wouldn’t be going back to that
now
. “We
just need to disappear in Mexico, and we’ll get ourselves a cozy life.” Seth
smiled and stroked Dom’s back. So tense he could feel the power of each muscle.
“I was thinking I could get chickens, we’d be more self-sufficient.”

Domenico nuzzled the
side of Seth’s face and opened his mouth, over the side of Seth’s neck, gently
sucking the skin as he ground his hips against Seth’s over and over again. His
beautiful hair was tickling Seth’s skin with each move.

“We could.”

“And we’d chill out all
day and fuck all night,” Seth murmured, getting lost in the simple friction
between them.

Domenico chuckled and
slid his palms to Seth’s head, framing it with hands so steady they could break
necks. And yet Seth had no fear. Domenico would give his life for him. There
was now no doubt in him that their connection was strong enough for Domenico to
sense it too.

“Who would tend to the
farm then? We’d starve.”

Seth half-closed his
eyes, continuing the pleasant rhythm that just needed some lube to be perfect.
“You’re spoiling the fantasy.” He couldn’t help but smile at the idea of
Domenico being a farmer. “We’d befriend the butcher, I’d learn some skills and
work for him a few days a week.”

“You’re turning me on,”
gasped Domenico, rolling off Seth only to pull him closer with a decisive tug
on his dick. Seth’s senses shot down every other sensation, completely focused
on the touch, on the air Dom was taking straight out of his mouth.

“Sexy butcher?” Seth
muttered, and reached down to Dom’s cock just as quickly. Thick and hard in his
hand. The quiet, dark heat under the comforter was perfect to just focus on
each other, so Seth didn’t waste any time, jerking off Dom like he meant
business.

That perfect mouth
curled into a smile against his lips. “Am
I
not the butcher?”

The memory of Dom’s
leather gloves all over Seth’s body flashed through his mind with so much
intensity he came, thrusting into Dom’s palm and moaning into his lover’s lips.
Domenico pinned him to the bed, his toned body writhing against Seth as he
squeezed his firm hand around Seth’s cock, pulling and pushing down the
foreskin at a pace that made Seth’s flesh burn. It didn’t take long until he too
came, shooting all over Seth’s stomach.

“Oh fuck… Too much…”
Seth moaned, barely able to breathe, but happy in their sticky cocoon.

Domenico shut him up,
thrusting his tongue deep into Seth’s mouth. He pulled up Seth’s leg and put it
on his hip, curling them up into one body. “There’s never too much sperm.”

Seth groaned, but hugged
him close. “You’re such a dirty fucker,” he said between one kiss and another.
He caught a glimpse of the signet on his finger over Dom’s shoulder, and it
made him purr. They would make new memories. Even better ones.

“I guess I am.” Domenico
grinned and entangled their limbs even further. His breathing was slowly
getting calmer in the soft cave of comforters. They were both happy. Completely
relaxed.

“I’m sorry I didn’t take
the first step for so long. Everything got so weird, and I didn’t know how to get
it back.” Seth left a soft kiss on Dom’s cheek.

Domenico smiled,
massaging Seth’s side. “Who made the first move?”

Oh. Seth supposed it was
time for the ‘how did we get together?’ chat, and he wasn’t sure if it was the
bed of roses Dom would probably want. Then again, the past was the past. What
would be the point of burdening Dom with too many bad stories. “You did.” He
swallowed, pushing away the memory of being pawed at by the handsome brute in a
bed smaller than the one they had in this RV.

Dom’s eyes were like two
burning torches. “When was it?”

“Last September. We hadn’t
seen each other since we were boys. I was kidnapped, and you were the one sent
with the money to get me out.” A little smile curved Seth’s lips at the memory
of Dom’s immaculate look back then. “You were like fucking catnip for my cock.”
He groaned and took a loud sniff over Dom’s skin.

Domenico pressed their
lips together again, content to be in Seth’s arms, far away from luxuries. “And
how did I do it?”

Seth watched him, unsure
how much truth to inject not to have Dom upset. “We got sent off to Berlin
together and it kinda… happened. We had one bed.” Would this be vague enough?
He hoped so.

Domenico exhaled,
staring at him, completely focused. It was as if his brain were a sponge, ready
to soak up any information it could. “So we fucked.”

Seth hid his face in
Dom’s neck. “We fucked a lot. I never bottomed for anyone before.” Maybe if
this new Dom learned of a nicer story, it would be as if the rocky beginnings
have never happened? “You got my knees soft. And we kinda, you know, we didn’t
grow up together. It went from there. It was a constant flood of events. You
trained me in some fighting, some shooting.”

Domenico’s fingers slid
along Seth’s jawline, then stopped on his lips, as if curious of their
softness. “I kinda thought our beginnings would be more romantic.”

Seth looked away, unsure
what to say. It hadn’t been romantic at all. It was kicking, screaming,
changing locks, and fighting over bullshit. The last thing he wanted was to
think about it because he’d had to confront what was becoming positively
blurred. When did he fall in love with Dom? There was no way to pinpoint it. “I
don’t know… You’re not really the chocolates and flowers kind of guy,” he
muttered in the end. “It got a bit romantic on my wedding day,” he tried, but
it tasted sour on his tongue.

Domenico swallowed, and
from the way he frowned, Seth could already sense his words were being analyzed,
questioned. “But... I want you so much.”

“I know.” Seth stroked
Dom’s hair. “We both made mistakes on the way, but we understood each other
somehow. We didn’t have to lie to each other, since we were both a part of the
Family. You promised to protect me. It was sweet enough for me.”

Domenico shook his head,
and his hand squeezed around Seth’s arm. “No. That’s
not
good enough.”

“No? Well, I don’t like
flowers, so you’re stuck with buying me a chicken.” The chat was getting too
intense for Seth, so he tried to laugh it off.

Domenico lowered his
gaze, deflating. “Is there anything you want?”

“What’s wrong all of a
sudden?” Seth hugged him closer unsure what was going through Dom’s head.
“We’ve got each other, the RV, fake passports, and a suitcase full of money.
What could I possibly want?”

Domenico shrugged,
nuzzling Seth’s cheek. “It doesn’t feel right. I want you to have more.”

Seth snorted. “How come?
I’m not some sugar baby.”

Domenico slid his
fingers over Seth’s nipple. “I don’t want you to worry. And if safety is the
best thing you can get from me, then I suck.”

“Idiot. I bet you’d have
done a better job at caring for me if it was me who got shot. You loved the
lifestyle you had with the Family, so when you chose me over them… That’s
everything I could have wanted.”

That seemed to have
eased Domenico’s mind. He smiled and rested his forehead against Seth’s. “I do
like that.”

“Don’t force yourself to
anything, Dom.” Seth nudged him with his nose. “If it’s meant to be, everything
will come back to you.”

Domenico shook his head.
“But I want to know. Remember what I felt when I first saw you. Everything is
so confusing now, but I do know that you are incredibly close to me. There’s
this... pull in my chest when I look at you.”