Page 48 of Chaos Luck Wrath

To say it was a shock to all of them to see Joey there was an understatement, and that was without knowing the unique circumstances between the three of them.

Layne’s eyes were drawn to the sight of Gage standing with several men all dressed in your typical black security attire. It wasn’t the crew standing around him that captured her attention, her eyes were fully focused on Gage.

The way Gage wore his black suit made her realize that she didn’t see him dressed up nearly enough. A dark red shirt underneath the jacket complimented the same crimson red of her dress that she wore. Each cut of fabric hugged his bulky muscles, reminding her just how much strength he packed when he wasn’t tenderly taking care of her.

Leaving Joey’s side and crossing the room, Layne came up to Gage and smiled. “We made it.”

Only a step behind her, Joey added, “Barely.” He had a massive grin drawn over his face, still reeling from the blowjob he had gotten on the way there.

Locking his hands on her hips, Gage drew her up to him as his espresso hues admired the sight of her. “Damn.” He let out a breath as he allowed himself to soak in every detail of how she showed up looking like a delicious goddess at his disposal.

Lowering his head, Gage slowly worked his mouth over hers making sure she knew how much he approved of her arriving here looking like a snack he could quickly devour. A hand came up to her face, gently cradling her cheek as his tongue dove into her mouth ready to get a head start on dessert.

Finally relinquishing her lips before he ended up bending her over the bar, he looked over at Joey. “Why the hell do you look so happy?”

Joey shrugged with a smirk, trying to remain casual about it. “It was a nice drive over here.” His hand subtly dropped to adjust his cock that wanted to stiffen up at the replay in his head.

That got him a stern look shot from Layne as she looked over her shoulder. “Nice?” It had been a phenomenal blowjob in her opinion.

Jax cleared his throat, drawing attention to the fact that he and the rest of the guys were still standing there. “We good here?” He looked at Gage for confirmation.

Gage nodded. “Yeah, we’re good. The doors should be opening up in about ten minutes.”

Fist-bumping a couple of the guys as they dispersed, Gage fully turned to Layne, lifting his hands to hold her face. “You have no idea how excited I am for tonight. I want everyone to know you’re mine.” He dragged a finger down her throat, tracing over the gold necklace she always wore–his collar that she refused to take off.

Smiling, he stole another kiss from her deliciously swollen lips.

The club music was blasting throughout the entirety of Cassidy’s Chains. The bass could be felt through your chest and down into the floor. Everyone was packed onto the dance floor, dancing and having a good time. The drinks were flowing freely as every person seemed to be living carefree.

All the guests were dressed fully in black as the invitation had dictated, except for Layne and Gage. It made it easier to spot Layne from a distance through the crowded space. Not that Joey or Gage allowed her to get more than an arm’s length from either of them.

Letting his brother have the majority of the time with their girl, Joey mostly kept an eye on things happening inside the nightclub. Hell if he was going to let an evening out get ruined by fucking Liam and the war campaign he was on against Layne.

Despite Joey’s giving them space, it didn’t mean he and Gage hadn’t pinned Layne between them during a dance or two. They let her feel both their cocks press against her like steel rods while both their hands explored her scantily clad body with the beat of the music driving each movement.

Gage had ditched his jacket early on, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows exposing the corded muscles of his forearms. His tattoos sprawled up his arms until they disappeared under his shirt.

Layne had been pleasantly surprised to see a pair of black suspenders leading over the tops of his shoulders and down over the front of his chest. There was just something about the way the stretchy straps clung to his upper body that had her wanting to climb him like a tree.

She finished off the cocktail in her hand, having worked up to a solid buzz. Leaving the glass on a table, her hands grabbed Gage by his suspenders and pulled him back onto the dance floor with her. Layne’s hips swayed to the beat of the music as she led him into the center of the crowd.

As she began to dance, she kept her body close up against him. The look in her eyes let him know that no one else in the club existed except him. Seductively, her lithe body rubbed up against him as the music seemed to pulse throughout her moves.

Gage’s hand slid onto the back of her neck while the other slowly ran down her back towards the swell of her ass. His body moved with hers while he leaned over and began to drag his mouth over the side of her neck where there was already the light taste of perspiration against her skin.

His hand glided onto her ass and gripped it possessively as he pulled her tighter against him. The roughness of his hand grabbing her sent a shock ofarousal between her thighs as they continued their sensual dance together. Neither of them gave a fuck who saw them behaving like a couple of horny teenagers on the dance floor.

Layne purred in approval as she felt the hard press of Gage’s cock against the front of her lower stomach. Arousal was already soaking her panties, leaving her craving more of him. Her hips pressed up against him letting him know just how much she needed him.

He continued to grind his dick against her, letting her ache for him a little longer with a playful smirk. Gage kissed his way up to her ear, speaking into it, “Baby, are you ready to take my dick while I fuck your pussy?”

Her hands grabbed the front of his shirt, balling up the fabric in her hands. Moaning out quietly as he whispered to her, she nodded her head. “Yes, please.” Layne’s breaths were already heavy between her burning desire and her dance movements there with him.

Giving one last squeeze of her ass, he released it so he could grab hold of her hand. “I have a surprise, c’mon.”

Layne lightly bit into her lower lip in excitement as Gage tugged her along with him, leading them off the dance floor. They walked through the curtain of metal chains, entering the blue-lit hallway with various doors.

He brought her to one nearly at the very end of the hallway which had a reserved sign on it. Gage pushed the door open and allowed her to enter first.

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