He got up off the bed and shoved both his pants and boxers down, stepping out of the rest of his clothes. All of his tattoos spread across his body were on display, especially the Roman helmet and corresponding swords that were drawn over his length.
Layne took the opportunity to sit up so she could lift her dress over her head and fling it to the side. She crawled over the edge of the bed in front of Gage, sitting back on her ankles while she rested her hands on top of her thighs. Her beautiful doe-eyes looked up at him full of need.
“You’re going to get more than just my cock tonight.” He smiled at her and leaned over taking her pouty lips hostage with a deeply held kiss.
Layne’s hands reached up to hold onto both sides of his bearded face moaning with a desire for him. She urged him to come down onto the bed with her, dropping a hand to wrap around his swords, stroking him encouragingly.
Gage moaned, feeling her hand working him from base to tip. Before they got too carried away, he pulled his mouth from her and leaned over to pull something out of the nightstand on the side of the bed he often slept on. “Turn around for me, Layne.”
It was the way he said her name that grabbed her attention. She released her hand from his cock. Reluctantly she moved her position so that she had her back to him while she sat back on her ankles again.
“Let me see your tattoo, baby.” Another request came from him and she complied, her fingers gathering up her length of chestnut tresses, holding them away from the back of her neck.
The bed shifted as Gage joined her on it. Soon his hands were placing a cool strand of metal around her throat. The gold necklace fit comfortably around her neck. Hanging from the clasp at the back was an extra two inches of chain that had a small sword charm dangling from the end of it. After it was secured on her, he leaned over and laid several kisses across the nape of her neck.
Layne’s fingertips drifted over the front of the piece of jewelry with a smile, having not expected a seemingly random gift from him. Her hand released her hair, letting it fall back down beyond her shoulders.
Gage’s hands turned her around to face him, his face full of warmth as his light brown eyes filled with love for the woman he saw before him. “This is my collar for you. It’s my promise that I will always be here to take care of you, no matter what. You will always be my lucky charm worth protecting with my life. This isn’t a symbol that you’re mine, but that I’m yours. I love you for all that you are and I will be yours for as long as you’ll have me. Just know that next week, when we’re all in that church together, Joey may be saying the vows out loud but I will be saying them with my heart.”
She melted as she saw Gage lay out his feelings for her. Layne’s heart swelled as his love for her filled it even more. “Gage De Luca, I couldn’t possibly love you any more than I do right now. You make my life complete; you and Joey both make me the happiest woman to ever exist. I don’t want to picture my future without either of you in it.” Layne wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself up against him, passionately taking hold of his mouth with her lips.
He embraced her, laying her back until he was on top of her. His tongue slid into her mouth to greet hers, stroking over it in a sensual dance. His hands explored her body, his palms kneaded her breasts as her stiff nipples pressed into his touch. Gage’s mouth left hers to travel down her throat, his teeth lightly tugged at the collar around her with a playfully possessive growl.
His hands held tightly onto the dip of her waist ready to move her at the drop of a hat. The coarse hair of his short beard dragged against her skin while he continued to kiss down the length of her body, stopping partway to draw each nipple into his mouth and circle it with his tongue until the sound of her moans graced his ears.
“Where do you want my cock first, lucky charm?” He smirked as he looked up at her.
Layne lifted her head from the pillow to look down at him. “First?” She smiled excitedly hoping she had heard right.
“There’s no part of you that isn’t going to feel me tonight, baby.” He lowered his mouth down to her pussy that glistened with her arousal. “You’re not going to come until you are begging me to take one of your tight as fuck holes. I want to hear how needy you can be.” His tongue dragged over her sex, just barely flicking her clit prompting her hips to twitch at the small shock of pleasure.
Gage made good on his promise, dragging her to the edge of pleasure time and time again. For every time she had run her bratty mouth at him that night, he was sure to taunt her body by always keeping her release just out of reach.
Finally, he turned her over with her ass raised for him to take as he saw fit. His hand slapped her ass harshly for the last bit of sass she had given him. Not waiting for her to acknowledge the heat of the smack, he plunged his rock-hard cock deep into her pussy.
She cried out in relief as he rammed himself inside her, filling her up. He pounded into her, his hips making contact with her with each thrust. “Fuck, baby, I’ve got your pussy a wet mess and I’m nowhere near done with you yet.” His hand reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling. “Now you can come like a good girl.”
The words barely needed to be spoken, just feeling him stretching her tight walls had her knuckles turning white as she clutched onto the sheets of the bed. Layne screamed out as the intensity of her release tore through her body.
Gage spent the rest of the night making sure that he had her in that constant state of utter satisfaction until he couldn’t hold back from spilling his cum into her.
Once all the noises coming from the bedroom upstairs quieted, Joey silently crept up to the second floor. Pushing the door open to their room, he looked inside and saw Layne and Gage there in bed passed out in each other’s arms. He joined them, bringing his chest to Layne’s back so that he could be lulled to sleep by the natural scent of her body’s arousal mixed with her perfume of rain-kissed daisies.
He never would have thought that anything would be so perfect as the three of them being bound so closely together. This was a feeling he couldn’t ever imagine letting go of, not if he had anything to say about it.
EPILOGUE
Rebecca smoothed out the train of Layne’s dress after they both stepped out of the white limousine in front of the Cathedral of St. Mary, the catholic church where Layne had grown up attending Sunday School. Her bestie made up the entirety of the bridal party as Layne’s Maid of Honor. Rebecca was done up in a simple pale green dress, with her light blonde locks cascading down in loose curls.
Layne stood there staring at the steps laid out before her leading up into the religious institution. Given all the egregious sins she committed on any given week, it was rather ironic that she was about to step foot inside a church and have a priest bless her union with Joey in any shape or form. By all morals and religious standards, both of them were destined for an afterlife full of fire and brimstone.
Already she could feel her heart picking up its pace, she knew the two men whom she loved unconditionally were waiting just beyond the doors for her. A part of her wanted to run straight into both their arms.
She looked up at the clear blue sky, seeing a few birds soar on by careless and free. Everything about today felt peaceful, calm, and perfect. All the worries about having a rainy day were behind her.
Her bestie placed a hand on her bare shoulder. “You can do this. He loves you, Layne, and I know you’ll spend every day loving one another for the rest of your lives. Just take a deep breath and let everything and everyone else fade away.”
A soft smile crossed her face as Layne gave a small nod in response to the encouragement. Rebecca was right. Once she was on the other side of those doors, there were only going to be two points of focus pulling at her heart. She was going to pledge her life to loving both of them with all she had.