Full Domain (A Nice Guys Novel Book 3)

by Kindle Alexander

  “I figured as much, but there’s nothing else you can do. Mitch must feel the same,” Aaron said, not knowing what else to say. Kreed kicked off his boots and rose from the bed. He tugged down his jeans, stepped out of them then tossed them over a nearby chair. Kreed turned toward him wearing just his dark blue briefs. He kept those on as he climbed in bed. Kreed rolled to his side and pushed his feet under the blankets, facing him.

  “You did good today,” Kreed said.

  Aaron smiled at that. When he was little, his mom and dad would talk before they fell asleep, and for some reason, this reminded him of that, finding comfort in the moment. That was before everything got so fucked up with his family.

  “You’ve told me that once already.”

  “I know, but I’m proud of you. You know, you don’t have to sleep so far over there,” Kreed added.

  “I didn’t want you to think I was pushing you into anything.”

  “No, it’s good,” Kreed replied.

  Aaron began scooting over. Kreed met him halfway, drawing him in closer until he was able to lay his head on Kreed’s shoulder. It was weird sleeping with someone like this. The few times he’d actually slept in bed with guys, he was usually the biggest guy, so the men would try and cuddle up against him. Kreed’s body was huge and didn’t give, his chest was rock hard and Aaron tried to find a comfortable position on all the muscle. “I really like having sex with you, but if you’re anywhere close to where I am, what we shared was more than just a fuck to me.”

  “That was an honest statement,” Kreed said, moving around until he was looking at Aaron. Kreed adjusted his pillow, giving some to Aaron as he stared at him, studying his face. “You aren’t normally so forthcoming with information. Usually it’s like pulling teeth to get you to open up about anything.”

  “Am I putting too much thought into it? Was I wrong?” Aaron asked, tucking his hands under his face.

  “No, not wrong. Just finally honest without being pushed. And I would be lying if I said you were just a fuck,” Kreed said, regarding him curiously.

  “So I get why we need to hold off. It messes with your head,” Aaron added, staying away from the honesty subject.

  “I told you that.”

  “I know you did. When this case is over, do you think we will see each other again?” Aaron asked. If Kreed didn’t want anything more with him, he needed to know, rein in all this runaway sentiment racing through him. He wanted to be with Kreed, but the stupid voice in the back of his head kept telling him he needed to stop before he got in too deep and ended up in prison. Why did he always want what he couldn’t have?

  “It’s definitely something I’d like to explore. Depending on what they’ll need from me once this wraps up, I have vacation time I can use to take you somewhere,” Kreed answered. That was new too—someone wanting to take him somewhere as opposed to him being the one to take his guys places. How cool was that? His heart warmed.

  “I’d like that,” he finally said. God, he would like that so much. He would just have to figure out how in the hell he could keep his other activities off Kreed’s radar. Kreed’s palm came up and tenderly cupped his face.

  “You’re unexpected,” Kreed said, and Aaron stayed silent. If Kreed only knew the truth. And how long would it take for this newfound attraction to turn against him if Kreed ever found out?

  “Where do you call home?” Kreed asked. For the first time in a long time, he didn’t want to lie. He lifted his head and searched Kreed’s face, knowing he was taking too long to answer but he couldn’t help it. He wanted to be honest. “It’s not a hard question,” Kreed said teasingly, but the laughter wasn’t reaching the deputy’s eyes. He knew Kreed was picking up that things weren’t exactly right with Aaron. There were holes in his story and he knew it. Kreed saw things that no one else did. He hated having to hide himself from Kreed. Aaron had made a habit out of making himself inconsequential, but Kreed wasn’t letting him slip through the cracks like he tried so hard to do.

  “I have a place in Florida,” he finally said and quickly tried to change the subject. He wasn’t lying; he did have a place in Florida. “Where do you live?”

  “I have an apartment in Louisiana that holds my stuff, but I travel all the time,” Kreed said quietly. “You don’t really live in Florida, do you?”

  That hit way too close to home. “I do. It’s just family’s a touchy subject.” He tried to deflect and started to turn over so Kreed could spoon against him. If he gave Kreed his back, maybe Kreed would drop the subject. This conversation had gotten too personal and Kreed was too perceptive.

  “You’ll learn soon enough that you can be honest with me. I know what I do for a living, but I also get it’s not cut and dry out there in the real world. I could help with whatever you’re running from,” Kreed offered, keeping him from turning away as he pushed up on his elbow, changing his position. Kreed placed his fingers under Aaron’s chin and forced his gaze up. Aaron shifted on his back and stared up at the deputy marshal as his stomach roiled at Kreed’s comment. Did he know or was he just trying to piece together what he didn’t know? Sin leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

  The tenderness was such an incredibly sweet gesture. One that was endearing and heartfelt, and he was absolutely certain Kreed meant those words with his whole heart. But would Kreed still feel the same if he ever found out the truth?

  Now wasn’t the time to open all this up. Aaron lifted to kiss him lightly on the lips, which was sort of new for him. He didn’t make it a habit of kissing all that much. He’d probably kissed Kreed more than he’d kissed anyone in his entire life, and he was quickly becoming addicted to the man’s sinful lips.

  Aaron remained silent. Kreed gathered him in his arms, drawing Aaron against a warm hard chest. Aaron felt Kreed lightly kiss the top of his head as he wrapped a big arm around his waist and draped a leg across his. Kreed tugged on the covers again, covering him completely. He snuggled closer. His body fit so perfectly against Kreed’s.

  “Goodnight.”

  “Goodnight,” Kreed responded. They both laid there at least an hour before Aaron finally heard Kreed’s breathing even out. He started to pull away, let Kreed sleep in peace, but Kreed’s big arm tightened and held him in place.

  “Stay. I sleep better with you here.” Kreed held on to Aaron like an anchor in the storm. It was comforting, and Aaron finally closed his eyes and let himself drift off.

  Chapter 23

  The warm body plastered completely against the front of Kreed stirred him awake, his morning hard-on trapped beneath a heavy thigh draped temptingly across his groin. If he didn’t have to pee so bad, he’d be tempted to rub one off quickly, and with the way Aaron pressed enticingly against him, it wouldn’t take a second.

  On that thought, Kreed turned his head to the side. Aaron looked peaceful and innocent, the sight of that vulnerability made Kreed smile. That funny, warm feeling in his belly spiked again as he watched Aaron sleep. He could wake like this every single day and never have it grow old.

  Those thoughts of waking up next to Aaron for the rest of his life should have had him clamoring for the hills. But lying there with this man’s body tightly wrapped around him only intrigued Kreed, which was a completely foreign concept to him. At this point, he’d be a fool if he didn’t admit his feelings were growing more and more profound the more time he spent with Aaron.

  Guilt made Kreed hate himself for not taking better care of Aaron last night. Aaron had been attentive, kind, and comforting and kept true to his word. Not one time did he try to take advantage of the moment. Kreed was beginning to understand Aaron didn’t play by any set of rules. The guy’s life seemed to dance on the outskirts of authority, taking risks once he deemed the situation appropriate and safe. Case in point—yesterday morning Aaron had reached up and boldly kissed his lips, showing Kreed exactly what he thought about the boundaries he’d put back between them. Aaron hadn’t been worried about himself, even though minutes
later the kid walked across the street into the living evil of this world. Instead, he’d been worried about Kreed’s anxiety levels.

  Last night, Aaron had respected Kreed’s rules and tried to find a way to be there for him without pushing too hard. Kreed couldn’t remember a time in his adult life when anyone had ever wanted to take care of him. His heart seized at the prospect of finally having someone there for him.

  Oh damn, church boy was a keeper. There was absolutely no hiding from the fact he had developed very deep feelings for the kid. He wasn’t sure what any of that meant in terms of a relationship after this case was over, but he wanted to pursue the possibility.

  On that thought, Kreed shifted his position. He really needed to get out of this bed before he lost the struggle with his own rules and bulldozed through the obstacles they presented. Kreed desperately wanted to live in a world where he could have relieved the tension of yesterday by making love to Aaron last night. And now, waking next to him with a fucking boner didn’t help his resolve either.

  He left Aaron sleeping. There wasn’t any reason to wake him, especially not in the state Kreed was in. Aaron had chipped away at his will and he didn’t have a whole hell of a lot of it left anyway. No one had ever swayed his resolve…ever…except Aaron.

  Quietly, Kreed made his way to the hall bathroom, flipped on the light, and then slid out of his briefs. His hard-on stood out like a motherfucking pole, but the pressure in his bladder demanded a more immediate release. Kreed pushed his dick down and leaned over the toilet and waited. Fucking thing wasn’t making this easy. Seconds later, Kreed had a nearly unending flow of curse words running through his head. His motherfucking prick wouldn’t give, and he was determined to ignore it. Kreed finally finished his business, despite his dick’s attempt to derail the situation. He reached over and turned on the shower faucets, allowing the water to heat.

  He grabbed a towel and tossed it on the counter, then, looking down at his dick, he sighed before stepping into the shower. “Not gonna happen today, buddy. Get used to it.”

  Unfortunately the thing had a mind of its own and refused to go down. The steamy mist swirled around him and the heat of the water penetrated his skin. Trying for a moment of meditation, Kreed took a deep breath, inhaling warm vapors into his lungs, then slowly exhaled. The cleansing breath actually helped to take some of the edge off his fucking frayed emotions.

  With monumental effort, he tried not to think about Aaron. Kreed turned, putting his back under the hot spray, letting the water pound against his shoulders as he grabbed the body scrub and poured the soap into his hand. The hard force of the water on his muscles made him do exactly what he hadn’t wanted to, think about Aaron and last night. Damn it! He continued to ignore his cock. Mind over matter, he repeated in his head. He should just turn on the cold water, but he seriously doubted it would help much. Kreed lathered himself, scrubbing his upper body and back the best he could, then washed his balls and between his legs.

  His hand slid over his stomach and brushed down along his dick. Kreed closed his eyes and let his mind drift to the man sleeping in the bed just on the other side of the door. He shouldn’t, because just thinking about the kid made his balls ache for release.

  Damn it! Just give in and get it over with, Sinacola. You’re gonna be worthless otherwise.

  Apparently that was all the encouragement he needed. Kreed closed his palm around his aching cock and began to stroke. Images of Aaron instantly filled his head; he couldn’t get away from him. Last night when Aaron’s strong fingers massaged his shoulders, it had taken every bit of self-control he had not to carry the guy to the bed, roll Aaron underneath him, and make passionate love to him. He wanted to drive Aaron insane with pleasure, make him scream his name as he pounded into that tight ass, show Aaron exactly how much he appreciated the care he’d shown.

  Kreed stroked faster. He leaned back against the shower wall, biting his lip, being as quiet as possible. He screwed his eyes shut tighter, seeing Aaron’s gray eyes staring into him, as Kreed fucked his soapy palm. Thoughts of Aaron filled his mind, his delicious scent, his contagious laugh, the way his lips lifted and lit up his whole face when he smiled, the sinful way Aaron’s long lean body moved against his when they made love. Fuck, he wanted Aaron Stuart more than he wanted anything in his life.

  “I can help with that.” Kreed’s eyes popped open at the husky sound of Aaron’s voice echoing over the water. His hand all but stopped the workout he was giving his cock. His mouth gaped open as a completely naked Aaron stepped boldly into the shower with him.

  “Aaron?” Kreed’s tongue was heavy and thick in his mouth.

  “The one and only, at your service,” Aaron drawled the same words Kreed had used when they’d met. His blue-gray eyes danced with mirth as he stepped closer. Droplets of water gathered on Aaron’s skin, rolling down the brightly colored tattoo draped across his shoulder and chest. Kreed’s heart pumped double time as Aaron wrapped his fingers around his own cock and worked it while staring at Kreed with that double-dog-dare-you grin. Shit! “Looks like I’m just in time. Seems like you could use a hand. And just so happens I have a free one at the moment.” Aaron stalked closer. “I’m really very good at double tasking, Deputy Marshal.”

  “Ah, fuck,” Kreed cursed. His mental walls were falling fast. No, screw that. They were being blown the hell away.

  “Only if you ask nicely.” Aaron winked at him. The fucker actually winked. Here he was trying to do the right thing because he and Aaron were partners now. Well, temporary partners, but still. He had rules. His dick jerked, ready to argue that point, and he gripped the base tighter. Aaron’s eyes dropped to his cock and the kid licked his lips.

  “Fuck my stupid rules,” Kreed growled and hauled Aaron against him. Their lips met, wet and open. Kreed took Aaron’s mouth with his, hard and bruising. They both groaned, needy and hungry. Aaron pressed against his body, and his long fingers slid into Kreed’s hair, rubbing against his scalp as the kid kissed him back.

  He palmed Aaron’s ass and dug his fingers into the firm, muscular flesh, rocking their erections together. Kreed broke from the kiss.

  “You penetrate my defenses. What is it about you? ” Kreed muttered against the side of Aaron’s mouth.

  “Don’t know, but I like getting my way.” Aaron nipped his lip then grabbed both of their erections in his hand and started to jack them. Kreed moaned and took Aaron’s face between his palms and kissed him. The friction that Aaron’s slick hand created on his dick had his hips bucking.

  “Want you under me.”

  “Then we both want the same thing,” Aaron continued to stroke them. And damn it felt so good that Kreed almost didn’t have the strength to pull Aaron’s hand away. He clutched Aaron’s face in his palms, his church boy’s beautiful face, and kissed him.

  He was so fucking going to hell for this, but he couldn’t fight it any longer. Kreed had had every intention of sticking to his rules, adhering to his plan, but that had been blown to smithereens. Deep, growing feelings for Aaron made it impossible to resist him. Kreed pulled back from the kiss.

  “Hold that thought.” He turned off the shower and reached for the towel on the counter, wrapping it around Aaron to quickly dry him, then hurriedly used it to dry himself.

  Aaron followed him into the bedroom then lay back on the bed. Kreed grabbed the supplies out of the nightstand and tossed them within easy reach. His dick jerked and his balls grew heavier between his legs as Aaron spread his thighs and began stroking himself.

  “You’re incorrigible.”

  “And you’re taking too long. I want you in me now,” Aaron whined and cupped his balls.

  “Be patient, church boy. I’m definitely going to be in you. I promise.” Kreed flipped Aaron onto his stomach and swatted his ass, grinning when Aaron let out a surprised yelp.

  “Ooh yes! I do like it when you make naughty promises.” Aaron immediately lifted his body off the bed as he scrambled to his hands and kne
es and positioned himself in front of Kreed.

  “Why can’t I resist you?” Kreed stood at the edge of the bed, admiring the view—Aaron on all fours, begging to be taken. His palms slid over Aaron’s warm skin, caressing all that perfect flesh. He smoothed his hand along the globes of Aaron’s uplifted ass then down the back of his thighs and back up again. Beautiful. Aaron glanced back at him over his shoulder, a coy smirk playing across his lips.

  “You are resisting! I’m waiting and you’re talking. Now stop talking and fuck me already,” came Aaron’s smartass reply. Kreed had to chuckle at the kid’s lack of patience.

  “In due time. I’m going to savor this.” If he was breaking the rules, he was going to enjoy the ride. And he had no intention of rushing through any of it. He slowly nibbled his way down Aaron’s back and placed a tender kiss at the base of his spine, before spreading Aaron’s ass cheeks with his palms and licking across the pink pucker.

  The heady scent of his musk and the feel of Aaron’s warm flesh against his tongue shot straight to Kreed’s dick. He slid his hands to the front of Aaron’s hips to draw him back to his mouth. Kreed kissed and mouthed Aaron’s hole. Aaron’s essence slid across his palate, sweeter and more addicting with every swipe of his tongue.

  “Oh, God, Sin.” Aaron pressed his ass into Kreed’s face. Using his thumbs to hold Aaron open, Kreed pointed his tongue and began to fuck Aaron with it. After a few more prods and passes of his tongue, he pulled back and sucked his fingers into his mouth, wetting them. Kreed tapped softly at Aaron’s entrance with the pad of his index finger then lightly ghosted over the tender flesh before sliding inside. Quickly adding a second, then third, he started pumping them in and out of Aaron, enjoying the way they disappeared into Aaron’s body with little resistance.

  “That’s it… Fuck yourself on my fingers,” Kreed growled, and Aaron rolled his hips, forcing the fingers deeper into his clenching passage. He pushed in even farther and twisted his wrist, curling his fingers before pulling back.