Guns n' Boys: Homicidal Instinct (Book 2) (gay dark mafia erotic romance) (10 page)

And there it was. On a
page with a recipe for a fruit tart. Kiwis vigorously crossed off the
ingredient list, with a note ‘Dom doesn’t like kiwis’.

Yeah, he hated them. The
handwriting was so gripping, as if Seth engraved that simple sentence on
Domenico’s heart and then used his blood to cross out the fruit. Seth had never
attempted to bake a tart, so this had to be from before. From the time when
they were still together. How long had their affair lasted? How did they meet?
Why wouldn’t Seth tell him that instead of feeding him the fake brother shit?

Domenico mindlessly
looked through the rest of the book, but he didn’t find any more revelations.
With his heart just a bit lighter he looked through all the other stuff until
all he had to check were their coats, hanging on the wall as if nothing had happened.

Dom couldn’t help
himself and leaned in to smell the leather of Seth’s jacket. It was such a
weirdly comforting scent, and despite the thing being battered, Dom couldn’t
fault it. All he found in the pockets though was a Zippo, a half-empty
cigarette box, and some money. He almost put it down, but found an inside
breast pocket. He didn’t expect to find anything there with the disappointing
contents of the other pockets in mind, but he fished out a simple signet. He
turned it in his fingers, its weight and shape weirdly recognizable. He smelled
it, but all he got was the metallic aroma.

A man could hug a jacket
for only so long, so he put the ring back where it belonged and rummaged
through the contents of his own coat pockets. Nothing he didn’t know about, and
yet there was a throbbing in his brain telling him not to leave it yet. He
pulled the coat off the hanger and spread it out on the bed. He sat next to it
and started searching it for hidden pockets much like the one he’d found in Seth’s
jacket. And then there it was, something stiff underneath the lining of the
coat. His breath caught, and in the next minute he was back with scissors,
carefully separating the lining from the woolen fabric.

It was painful to slice
through the only garment he had that was actually worth keeping, but curiosity
was much stronger than dedication to style. He delved his hand in, and at first
he didn’t know what he grabbed, but when he pulled it out, he was dumbstruck.
It was a laminated print-out from a photo booth. He looked into his own face,
the one he knew from the passport, and swallowed at the sight of a perfect ass
in tight white Calvin Kleins next to it. On one of the photos Seth was standing
with the briefs pulled beneath his buttocks, on another the underpants were on,
and Dom had a gloved hand over that gorgeous ass, and then there was the one
where Seth sat in Dom’s lap with his legs spread and reached back with his arms
to wrap them around Dom’s neck as they kissed.

So they
had been
together. That was for certain. There was a tenderness in the pictures, the
touch possessive and yet gentle. There was no way this had been planted in his
coat on purpose. They could have been together all this time, without the
frustration. He’d actually know where he stood, but still, the anger he felt an
hour ago simmered down, leaving only the dull aching in his chest. He still
didn’t know much, but this was something he could hold on to.

He rose and slowly
walked over to the cab, holding onto the furniture not to fall.

Seth must have heard
him, but he didn’t look back. Only his hands tightened on the steering wheel as
Domenico approached. It was already dark outside, and Dom had no idea where
they could be going. The headlights made the empty road in front of them look
eerie, which was oddly fitting with the chaos inside Dom’s head.

He slid into the
passenger’s seat, still shocked by what happened today. “I found something.”

“A dead rat?” Seth
muttered nasally, his knuckles getting white on the steering wheel.

Domenico looked at the
discoloration, unsure whether he should surprise him now, but he chose to
speak. “Photos of us.”

“We don’t have photos.
You didn’t allow them for security reasons,” Seth muttered in a blank voice.

Dom noticed Seth’s
cheekbone got a distinct purplish color. Well, the bastard earned it.

“They were hidden under
the lining of my coat. And they’re NC-17.”

That finally had Seth’s
face turn to him for a second. “What?”

“Watch the road if you
need to drive on,” Domenico said with a low laugh, but even to his ears it
sounded bitter.

“What photos?” Seth
turned back, but his cheeks were flushing with a different kind of color. “Did
you take some porny pics when I was sleeping or something?”

Dom shook his head,
waiting. Didn’t Seth want to see what he’d found? “You look pretty sober in
them.”

“What are you so happy
about?” Seth groaned with that frown never leaving his face.

“Because you’ve been
lying to me for so long, and now I actually have some sort of physical evidence
that this time you’re telling me the truth.”

“I wasn’t lying. It’s
complicated.”

Domenico snorted. “Why
would you lie? I’m so fucking confused I don’t know what to think anymore. Why
can’t you just talk about things as they are?”

“It’s not funny. For you
I’d be the same kind of fuck like the guy from the freaking mall. You’d get
off, and I would just
die
.” Seth’s voice trembled at the end. “I didn’t
want you to force yourself into a relationship you don’t care for.”

“Oh, no, you just told
me we’re flesh and blood. I kept thinking how hot you were, and how good you
smelled, and felt fucking guilty about it,” Domenico growled, though Seth’s
words did strike him. He could see their logic. “Do you know how fucked-up that
all is? I’m in limbo. I
need
information.”

“So, for your
information,
I know
how fucked-up it is to lust for your brother. I told
you the first time you wanted to fuck me. You didn’t mind then.” Seth groaned
and turned the steering wheel, driving into a parking lot by a motel.

Domenico drew in a sharp
breath, trying to fish for an answer in his very chaotic brain. “What? But how
did that happen? When did we go from taking each other’s toys to fucking?”

Seth sighed. “We didn’t
grow up together. We knew each other as kids and then met years later.”

“Oh.” Domenico sighed
and slouched in the seat, exhausted. “That makes sense. You look like a walking
underwear ad.”

“I’m just a pretty ass
and face to you.” Seth parked in front of the dingy looking motel, still lit up
with Christmas decorations despite it being February.

“Where did that come
from?” Domenico shook his head, irritated. Nothing was getting through to that
stiff head of Seth’s. “What did you expect? That I fall in love with you again
knowing you as my brother?”

“I don’t know.” Seth
unbuckled his belt. “You did before. You woke up when I had to tell Neil
something
,
and it all spiraled out of control.”

“Don’t you wanna see
them?”

Seth sighed and put a
hand over his face. “Okay, go on.”

Domenico sighed and
passed the laminated photos to Seth, following them with a longing stare. He
wanted to touch Seth, but in these circumstances it felt weird. There was so
much he needed to organize in his head.

“Oh God! I didn’t even
remember taking them,” Seth moaned with a pained expression.

Domenico sighed and
slowly put his arm around Seth’s shoulders. Hugging sparked a strange mixture
of emotions, but he didn’t pull back. “But that’s something true. The way I
look at you...” He swallowed, deciding not to finish that sentence. He wasn’t
even sure how to.

Seth looked at the
photos again. He ran his fingers over the laminated images. “It was a crazy
night,” he whispered.

Domenico smiled and
reached out, swiping his knuckles up and down Seth’s cheek, over the warm skin
and short beard that made Seth incredibly hot.

“I think we better spend
some time alone tonight. You can call up that escort if you want. I get it, you
need to blow off some steam.” There was nothing in Seth’s voice that would
confirm that he didn’t care. The resignation hiding behind that tone was
tearing Dom’s heart apart.

Domenico shook his head.
As strange as it was, it all amounted to giving him a sense of calm. “I can
watch you jerk off again,” he said with a small smile, hoping this would help
Seth cheer up after the cheating scare.

At least it finally got
a laugh out of Seth. “You’re such a dick.”

Domenico let his hand
glide up Seth’s arm, all the way to his nape, which fit his palm so perfectly
he had to take a moment to enjoy the touch. “I can see what the old me saw in
you. Even if you can be a lying, chaotic prick.”

Seth pouted at Dom. “I
am very organized. I got you to Peter’s, I got us a map, and all that.”

His body was burning
Domenico’s skin in the most pleasurable way, so Dom pulled him down by that
thick nape and brushed their noses together before their lips gravitated to
connect in a deeply satisfying kiss. The rush of heat in his body was
unbelievable, penetrating all his veins like wildfire.

And there was no
pushback, no ‘you don’t know me’. Seth opened his lips in blatant invitation
and leaned in over the gearbox, his hand quickly finding a spot on Dom’s thigh
to caress. Even though Dom didn’t remember what they shared, his body sure did,
reacting to Seth’s scent like a feline to catnip. He heard himself groan, and
heat cascaded down his skin as the kiss intensified. Plump lips. So hot and
smooth both on the outside and inside Seth’s mouth. Dom suckled on them gently
before diving in deeper, teasing Seth’s tongue with his own.

It was hard not to
imagine Seth’s lips somewhere different when he sucked on Dom’s tongue. Seth’s
hand slowly traveled to Dom’s stomach, distracting him from that hungry mouth,
willing and open for kisses. Their heat went all the way to his dick, but there
were better places to continue that sweet exploration.

Domenico squeezed Seth’s
thigh and gently nipped on his lip. “How about we get more comfortable inside,
hn?”

Seth had that lost boy
expression that only made Dom’s cock swell. It took a few more seconds for Seth
to back off with a deep exhale, but Domenico let his hand linger, let Seth feel
the warmth of his hand through the fabric. Only then did he move over to the
back so he could collect the things he needed. Seth’s dark gaze was on him, he
could feel it sliding all over his back.

“I’ll go book us a
room,” Seth said and got out of the RV. Domenico missed him the moment he heard
the door slam shut. It all fell into place so well now. Of course Dom would
enjoy someone with Seth’s body around. It was Seth’s personality and
temperament that were still a riddle. But Dom would take his time to solve it.

Chapter 8

After Seth booked them
into a room, Domenico bought some sweets in a vending machine so they wouldn’t
have to leave the bed after possibly fucking. The prospect made him giddy, his
cock stirring in his jeans as he approached the door. As fucked-up as it was,
he did feel something for Seth. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but
definitely not just lust. It was stronger, darker, and much more persistent, a
constant buzz at the back of his head.

When he entered the
motel room, which looked like any other, basic but not too shabby, Seth was
still occupying the bathroom. Domenico frowned and put the bag of chocolate
bars on the table before stripping down. He wouldn’t be kept waiting.

Naked, Domenico looked
at the lock. It was weak and simple, so he broke into the bathroom with the
help of a flat key and entered the small room Seth had managed to turn into a
sauna. And there he was, soaping up his bulky body against the wall with his
eyes closed as water soaked him from head to toe. Dom groaned when his gaze
slid to Seth’s hairy stomach, and the trail of hair leading all the way to the
dark pubes. He closed the door loud enough for Seth to hear.

Seth’s eyes popped open,
and he put a hand over his dick, hiding it like a blushing virgin. It was quite
endearing on a guy that big.

“I locked the door,”
Seth told him with a frown.

“I know,” Dom said,
slowly approaching the shower stall. He tried to breathe evenly, but the moist
heat in the air didn’t help much. Neither did the brawny body in front of him.
Seth was a big man. Tall, with a broad chest and bulky shoulders. His stomach
was tight, with a layer of dark pelt Domenico wanted to bury his fingers in.
Thighs like tree trunks, juicy like the sweetest apples.

“And you didn’t think it
suggested I wanted privacy?” Seth eyed Dom’s every move, and Dom couldn’t wait
to devour his prey whole.

“It’s been a bit too
long now,” he said, leaning against the wall of the stall so he was almost eye
to eye with Seth. The glass was warm against his skin as he knocked on it with
a small smile.

“I just don’t know if
I’m ready for this.” Seth took a step closer though and rested his forehead
against the door. The kiss they’d shared in the RV suggested to Dom that Seth
was all sorts of ready. He just didn’t seem to be good at making decisions.

Domenico looked at him
through the vaporized glass and softly pressed his mouth to its smooth surface.
“I thought you’ve been waiting for it.”

Seth’s Adam’s apple
bobbed as he swallowed and took a quick glance down to where Dom’s dick touched
the door. “I just don’t know where to start.”

Domenico traced the back
of his hand over Seth’s cheek. The glass separated them from one another, but
Dom could almost feel the scratch of Seth’s growing beard. “What do you mean?”

“It’s like you don’t
know me anymore.” Seth’s fingers traced the wet glass at the level of Dom’s
chest. A shiver ran down Domenico’s skin, as if he had really been brushed by
those warm hands. The sensation was so visceral, as if it were a reaction to
something deeply ingrained in his DNA.

“I’ve been with you for
the last month,” Dom muttered with another kiss to the glass. He even let
himself gently touch it with his tongue. The way Seth’s nostrils flared at the
sight made Dom want to do it again.

“And you think I’m a
prick.” Seth pouted and leaned his whole body against the glass, including his
half-hard dick. It was like a fog lifted off him when he moved closer. As if
Dom were coaxing a skittish animal out of the woods, and he loved getting a
better look at each inch of skin.

Domenico smirked,
straightening up and moving both his hands down Seth’s chest. Still through the
glass, but it seemed that both their bodies were registering it as real touch.
Dom could hardly breathe. “Only sometimes.”

“That does seem to be in
line with what you thought before,” Seth said with a shadow of a smile and
looked away. He was near, but still untouchable.

Domenico’s heart skipped
a beat. He leaned in and lapped at the glass over Seth’s mouth, shivering at
the phantom touch of smooth lips. “I still made you my fiancé, didn’t I?” he
asked, hoping to get more intel.

Seth’s smile widened,
and he pressed a kiss to the glass, giving Dom that soft-focused look. “No, I
beat you to it. That ring on your finger is from me.”

“Is it?” Domenico asked,
not quite sure what he thought about that. He didn’t feel like someone who let
others ask him for his hand in marriage.

“You traded me for one
that you got from your mother.” Seth’s fingertip traced Dom’s palm, leaving a
trail of droplets to run down the glass.

Domenico exhaled,
leaning his cheek against the door. His cock was feeling the pleasant buzz, but
he wasn’t ready to grab his prize yet. “Is it the one in your jacket?”

Seth stilled, and Dom
knew he’d just scared his prey back into the woods, but it wasn’t as though Seth
was going anywhere, and Dom enjoyed the chase.

“You looked through my
jacket?” It was a silly question since Seth knew the answer.

“I looked through all
your things,” Dom said, slowly sinking to his knees by the stall.

Seth’s eyes followed
him, his pupils widening. Dom was sure his fault would be quickly forgotten.
“Yeah, it’s that ring. I felt weird wearing it.” He pressed his hips harder
against the glass, pushing his big, hard dick flat against the door, right in
front of Domenico’s face. Just looking at it made Dom’s balls ache with need.
He wanted to suck on that cock as if it were a popsicle, long and loud. So he
pressed his lips to where the head was behind the glass and sucked.

Seth groaned with his
face colored by a dark flush under the bruise on his cheek. “You like me more
than a random hookup?” he asked, gently pushing his hips back and forth.

Domenico sighed,
watching the skin and veins on that cock peer at him through the glass. “That’s
probably why I didn’t fuck you yet.’

“You assume I’d let
you.” There was a playful teasing to Seth’s voice that made Dom feel right at
home.

Domenico grinned and
wrote a ‘D’ with the tip of his tongue, just for the fun of marking Seth’s
cock. “You love being fucked.”

Seth exhaled so hard his
face disappeared behind the steam created on the glass. “I never said that,” he
muttered, but his cock twitched. Dom would love to know what Seth imagined to
trigger that reaction.

He slowly rose to his
feet and opened the shower stall, entering the heat of Seth’s personal space.
“Didn’t you?” he asked, looking at the stiff cock that gently pulled away from
the glass as Seth followed Dom with his gaze.

“I didn’t.” Seth stepped
back until he hit the wall. Having no barriers between them sent shivers down
Dom’s spine. Seth was his to devour. Despite his words and lack of clear
invitation, there was no fear in Seth’s moves. He didn’t try to escape. Seth’s
chest heaved, his gaze was cloudy, and he licked his lips, never looking away
from Dom.

It was hard not to smile
at that. “Did you wash yourself thoroughly?” Dom asked. He briefly hesitated,
unsure whether touching Seth wouldn’t shatter the illusion of what he’d felt on
the other side of the glass, but the touch felt every bit as amazing. Seth’s
body was a thing of beauty. So smooth. So pampered.

Every second was like a
learning curve. Dom was beginning to recognize the nervous movement of Seth’s
nostrils as arousal, and there it was. Seth dared to stretch out his hand and
run his fingers over Dom’s forearm. The nod was barely there, but all too
clear. Seth, who claimed never admitting that he loved to be fucked, was ready
to take Dom’s cock even tonight. The touch on Dom’s arm was hotter than the
water hitting their skin.

“Maybe you could help me
with all this sweat then?” Domenico asked, moving to the tiled wall. He brushed
his fingers over Seth’s hip and pulled, swiping them through the dark fur on
Seth’s stomach. He’d love to comb it with his tongue someday.

Seth reached over to get
the soap, and his muscles stretched in the most glorious way. Dom could hardly
believe his luck. This guy was
available
to him. Not to mention that the
big mouth didn’t have all that much to say now, yet the silence didn’t seem to
shut Seth off to him. Dom lost all interest in Seth talking when Seth leaned
down to kiss his neck as his soaped up hands traveled all the way from Dom’s
stomach to his pecs.

Domenico fought not to
whimper as it set his skin on fire. The way Seth’s fingers pulled on his flesh
was as if he wanted to uncover the deepest layers of lust buried beneath Dom’s
skin. It was hardly bearable, but Dom managed a grin as he gave Seth access to
his neck. The kisses and nibbles wandered up and down Dom’s skin, and when
Seth’s tongue joined the fun up to Dom’s ear, he had to groan. At the same time
those big, hot hands slid to the sides of his chest to then massage his back,
bringing Dom closer.

It only felt natural to
slide his arms around Seth as well. There was so much tenderness in each
slippery slide of skin against skin. Domenico was being cherished, and while
his cock begged for attention, the sweet caresses were so very welcome. He
closed his eyes, focusing on the sweet, pouty lips dancing across his skin.
They felt like silk, and then, when the sucking came into play, his dick
twitched against Seth’s thigh.

“Do we take showers
together?”

Seth gave Dom a warm
smile. “All the time,” he whispered, and lowered his kisses to Dom’s
collarbones before doing what made Dom’s breath catch in his throat. He kneeled.

Domenico’s eyes popped
wide open, and he looked down his chest, over the trimmed chest hair, all the
way down to Seth, who looked at him with so much hope Dom didn’t know whether
he could ever give Seth what he wanted. Those eyes, black as coal, drilled
straight into his soul, and they somehow managed to absorb most of Dom’s
attention, even though there were plump lips right in front of his stiff dick.

The wet kiss to the tip
of Dom’s cock made his balls tighten. He’d lie if he claimed not to have fantasized
about this. Seth slid his hands up Dom’s thighs and to his hips. Sure, Dom
wanted to fuck that eager mouth, but with the way Seth touched him it felt
different than a random blow job from a hot guy. The amount of care and
tenderness was overwhelming. It felt like Seth not only loved him, but
worshipped the ground Dom walked on. If Domenico asked him for a foot massage,
he’d probably get it.

He wanted to tell Seth
his lips were amazing, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so. He didn’t want
to be cheesy. Or sound stupid. Instead, he pushed his hands through Seth’s
hair, letting them rest on the sides of his head. He could press on, push his
throbbing cock deeper, but he didn’t want to. He wanted the teasing, and the
loving touch. Seth grounded him, helped him find his place on Earth when
everything else turned into a blur.

Seth’s lips trembled at
the touch, and he gave Dom one more lustful look before licking the underside
of Dom’s dick and ending it with a kiss to Dom’s balls. Domenico couldn’t hold
back the groan that left his lips.

“More,” he whispered,
pushing his hips forward. His cock gently poked Seth’s cheek and slid toward
his ear. But that warm mouth was back at Dom’s balls, which was just what he
needed.

Seth’s lapping
quickened, along with kisses and his hot breath tickling Dom’s skin. Even
though he couldn’t wait to bury his cock down Seth’s throat, when his lips
moved away from Dom’s balls the sense of loss was overwhelming. Only the way
Seth suckled on his cockhead could make up for that.

Domenico gasped, pulling
Seth closer. He wanted those thick hands all around himself, to feel all their
strength, the scratch of body hair against his skin. With liquid fingers
running down his body at a steady pace, his skin felt like one big erogenous
zone.

In a smooth move, Seth
wrapped his arms around Dom’s hips and invited Dom’s cock in all the way down
his throat. The glorious tightness made Dom’s eyes pop wide open, and he cursed
beneath his breath, clenching his hands on Seth’s hair and ear. He was
trembling, drunk on pleasure, and already certain he would not last long.
Arousal was building up in his body at an unbelievable pace, ready to unscrew
all his defenses and make him come embarrassingly soon.

When Seth pulled back
with a gasp, the way Dom’s cock slid over his tongue and palate didn’t make his
arousal any less intense. And there it was again, the sucking, Seth bobbing his
head up and down, those perfect lips wrapped around his cock and begging Dom to
unload for that hungry mouth. His gaze wandered down Seth’s back, to that round
ass on show. His imagination went wild with images of pushing his cock into the
tightness between Seth’s buttocks. Holding the hips in place and hammering that
tense ass.

He came with an
animalistic growl, clutching the hair on top of Seth’s head. It felt as if all
blood in Domenico’s body rushed to spill down that hot throat, draining Dom of
all energy. Seconds later, his knees got softer, and he held on to his lover’s
shoulders not to stumble.