Page 29 of Incoming Layne Shift

Gage scooted closer to her, making himself flush against her back as he whispered into her ear. “Better choose wisely, kitten. I am not for the faint of heart.” The press of his erection was already prodding against her ass.

Layne swallowed hard as she tried to think past the arousal soaking her pajama shorts, having foregone any panties. Feeling two cocks already pressed against her body was sending it into a heated overdrive. She glanced back over her shoulder at Gage who was still leaning in close, then she looked at Joey who maintained a neutral expression to avoid swaying her decision.

With a little smile full of mischief she gave her response, “He can stay.” The moment she gave her decision, Joey was ready to lean in and devour the taste of her mouth but her hand on his bare chest right below his shamrock tattoo put an end to that. “I have conditions though.”

Immediately, Gage’s eyes darkened with lust and his smile twisted in amusement. “Lay ‘em on me.”

Layne rolled onto her back, squeezed between them both as she looked over at Gage. “Joey comes first. It stops when I say it stops. The second the two of you start bitching or fighting with one another, it’s done. I’m not going to be caught up in some masculine tug of war.”

He raised both brows as he shot a look at Joey. “She’s adorable when she thinks she’s going to be in charge.” Gage traced his fingers along her arm until he found the engagement ring on her finger. There was a moment of admiration for the piece of jewelry wrapped around her before his fingers traced back up along the length of her arm.

His hand drifted over her shoulder before curling around her throat, his thumb stroking along the side of her neck. “Don’t worry, you can keep wearing his ring on your finger. I just want you wearing my collar around your neck.” Gage’s dirty little smirk crossed his face.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Layne’s legs pressed together as she felt the immense amount of excitement building between them as Gage’s hand labeled with the word ‘WRATH’ wrapped around her throat. Her eyes felt heavy with lust while her chest rose and fell with a quicker tempo. The thin material of her cami allowed the stiff peaks of her nipples to be visible and straining against the fabric.

Gage bowed his head so his lips barely brushed against the side of her face while he whispered to her. His hand slid up along the length of her throat until his fingers firmly took hold of her jaw to keep her head still. “But first, I want to watch how you fuck my brother.”

As if on cue, Joey’s hand eased Gage’s hand from Layne’s face, replacing it with more of a loving touch as he cradled her face between his palms and leaned down to lock his lips onto hers.

She wondered if all of this was truly happening or if this was all some sort of intense sexual fantasy playing out in a dream. The only thing she knew for sure was she didn’t want to wake up if that was the case. Her arms wrapped around Joey’s neck as her hands ran over his upper back. The movement of her lips against his started off heated, but only grew more scorching as he hungrily delved his tongue into her mouth.

Joey’s arm slid underneath her, pulling her upright with him until they were both on their knees there in the middle of the oversized bed with Layne’s back to Gage. Both his hands explored her toned body paying particular attention to the well-rounded ass he loved so much. He grabbed a handful of each cheek as he moved his mouth down to her bare shoulder, planting several tender kisses against her skin.

“You ready for me, Layney?” Joey murmured against her shoulder while his hands kneaded each globe of her ass.

“Mmm…” Her hands moved down over the chiseled strength of his upper body, her fingertips tracing over the images on display before her. First, the raven wings that led up onto the side of his neck. Then, the blood-stained shamrock over his heart. The final one being graced by her touch was the ‘Chaos Addict’ words along his side.

She gave a playful smirk at him. “Maybe.” Her hand slid between his body and the waistband of his underwear, immediately she felt his hard cock straining in the confines of the boxer briefs while her hand wrapped around it. “It seems you’re ready for me though.”

Gage laid back, tucking an arm behind his head as he watched the two of them engage one another. An intrigued smile never faltered from his face. His hand dug into his boxers, finding his throbbing erection, and began to give himself slow and long strokes. From this view, Layne’s ass had the most delectable heart shape to it even in those tiny shorts she wore.

Joey groaned as Layne grabbed a hold of his cock. His need for her grew more frantic as his hands came to the bottom of her cami and pulled it up. She was forced to release his dick as she lifted her arms to be stripped of the shirt. Her ample breasts were revealed as the camisole was pitched onto the floor. Before he continued, he quickly shoved his boxer briefs down to reveal each magnificent inch of his length. The precum glistened at the head. The sole article of his clothing fell to the floor where it joined her top.

During her distraction with Joey, she recalled that Gage was still there in bed with them. She looked over her shoulder, her glistening green eyes admiring the sight of him laid out with his hand inside his shorts, very clearly working over himself. His eyes focused on her while he did so.

A hand came to her chin, turning her focus back to Joey as he grinned at her. “Didn’t he tell you to do something?”

In response, she bit her lower lip as a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Layne pushed her hands against Joey until he lay on his back. She hooked her thumbs onto the sides of her tiny cotton shorts and worked them down over her hips. After wiggling them off her legs, she climbed on top of Joey, leaning over to engage him in a fiery kiss.

Teasingly, she rubbed her center against Joey’s cock, letting him feel just how much her body wanted this. The slick arousal that had been worked up left a trail over his skin.

He groaned against her mouth as his hands massaged over her thighs. “Fuck, Layney, you’re so goddamn wet.” Joey’s hips pushed up against her pussy, hoping to quench the thirst of his dick.

Layne reached between her legs and guided him to her entrance before slowly lowering herself onto him. Her wet desire provided a smooth entry as she moaned out, his size began to stretch her inner walls. “God, Joey, why do you always feel so good inside me?” She took a moment to adjust to his size before teasing him, her hips moved in a slow grind.

She had been so focused on Joey, that she failed to realize that Gage had gotten up out of bed. It wasn’t until she felt movement behind her, and a pair of hands grabbing onto her hips that she was aware he had found another angle to watch the show from.

Behind her on his knees, Gage gave a low hum of approval as he looked over her backside while his hands took control of her hips. The heat of his mouth, when it made contact with the back of her shoulder with a single kiss, made her core melt even more. “I need to hear more of those beautiful moans coming out of your mouth.”

As Gage knelt close behind her, she could feel his excitement prodding at her back indicating he had ditched his boxers before coming over there. Her body felt full of electrical sparks with Joey buried deep inside of her while Gage had only given the softest of kisses. It was inundating her senses.

With Gage’s tight grasp of her hips, he forced her hips to ride Joey’s cock. He took ultimate control of each movement right down to the speed and pressure. Layne’s hands braced against the cut abs of Joey’s stomach as she immediately was crying out in pleasure at the sensation mounting to a quick new height.

Joey’s fingers dug into Layne’s thighs as his gravelly voice groaned out. “Fuck. That’s a good girl, Layney.” His breathing turned into soft pants as he watched Gage put his hands on Layne from behind to manipulate her body on top of him.

Layne began tensing up with her nails scratching against Joey’s stomach and her hips involuntarily fighting against the rhythm Gage was setting for her. Before she could hit her climax, he abruptly stilled her body. She exhaled a breathless whimper.

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