Chapter 30

The night they sent Russell Spencer to his grave had gone off smoother than even Layne had expected. While she didn't have half the city's criminal factions at her back as she had promised Russ she would, she was slowly building up her rapport and gaining respect from the other families across all of New York. There was still going to be a long way to go before she elevated herself beyond her father's legacy, but she was confident it would happen someday.

Alexei had made good on his word and as a token of her appreciation, she guaranteed him a portion of the income she was drawing in from Russell's assets she had seized.

Several of Gage's friends had agreed to sign on to her team, willing to help be extra manpower whenever she needed it. Gage had managed to get Cassidy's entirely renovated and remodeled. No longer known as Cassidy's Cave, it was renamed to Cassidy's Chains. It was now being dubbed as one of the hottest new nightclubs, with a sexy twist of course.

Rebecca had been hounding Layne with last-minute wedding details, ensuring that Layne wasn't getting cold feet, and constantly reminding her that the big event was only a week away. While Layne hadn't outright told her best friend about her involvement with Gage, it seemed Rebecca had already connected the dots without forcing Layne to have the awkward conversation about her unconventional relationships.

Joey had gradually eased out of his contract work to help Layne manage her growing team of enforcers. He took a job here and there, but now his primary focus was training each member of her crew. If Layne was going to be successful, all of her associates needed to be able to tackle problems with ease.

Layne had decided to get her very first tattoo. It wasn't much in terms of size, but it fit her to a T. Across the back of her neck in a black feminine cursive was a single word:

Luck

The bottom of the ‘k' swirled below the rest of the letters and dropped down into an upside-down shamrock, representing both sides of the same coin. Luck was neither inherently good nor bad, and was always to be found in the eye of the beholder.

Gage had been hopping between his place in Hudson Yards and O'Reilly Manor depending on the day. Both he and Joey kept Layne busy in the bedroom and out. Date nights rotated between one-on-one time and then all three of them. All of it felt so easy with both the guys, making her one lucky bitch.

Getting home from a rambunctious night out with two De Lucas who had their eyes on her, Layne laughed as she ran over to the stairs resting her hand on the railing. "You both were on terrible behavior all night!" She kicked off her silver heels so she was standing barefoot on the step in her little dark green dress.

Joey smirked at her. "Can you blame us? You have been giving that look where you bite your lip knowing it goes straight to my cock."

Shrugging off his jacket, Gage tossed it onto the mounted coat rack not giving a shit if it actually landed on a hook or not. "Not to mention, you've been talking back to me all night. All I've been able to think about is bending you over my knee and smacking your ass." He grinned deviously at her.

Layne flashed them both an innocent smile. "Well, you know the rules, only one of you gets me tonight. Guess we'll see who catches me first."

Both of the guys paused to size one another up before attempting to shove the other one out of the way before they both chased after their girl. Layne let out a shriek and ran up the stairs.

Joey doubled up steps going up the stairs, but Gage was quick behind him. Once both men were at the top, Layne was already dashing down the hallway toward the master bedroom.

Gage pulled at Joey's shirt to yank him back to get the lead. He ran like his life depended on it and quickly gained on Layne, an arm scooping her up around her waist and pulling her back against him. He growled into her ear. "Got you."

He got her into the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him. "Sorry, man, you'll have to wait 'til tomorrow morning!" Gage yelled back at his brother as he released his arm from around Layne. His hands tugged the back of his shirt overtop his head as his eyes filled with lust and something else more mischievous.

"Dammit!" Joey sighed on the other side of the door. "You two better at least try to keep it down this time!" While disappointed, he also had taken a few liberties during dinner with his hand up Layne's dress and buried it between her thighs taking advantage of her lack of panties. If Gage wanted to gloat, he intended to make him pay for it and watch as he fucked Layne on the kitchen table tomorrow morning during breakfast.

Layne giggled as she did that damn lip thing again. She backed up until she flopped down onto the edge of the bed leaning back on her hands. "Going to come here and claim your prize?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched him reveal his bare chest.

He didn't make a move. Instead, he beckoned her over with his finger. "Get over here and get on your knees, baby."

Still feeling quite sassy, she smirked while crossing one leg over the other showing she had no intentions of listening to his command.

"You've already racked up a good number of punishments for tonight, are you sure you want to add a few more?" His dick had been hard all night every time she taunted him and she was only adding to the number of times he was going to have his payback for it. His mind came up with several ways to teach his bratty lucky charm that he was in charge when it concerned that pretty pink box between her legs.

She shrugged at him coyly. "You're dealing with one of New York's most dangerous women right now. How lucky are you feeling?"

Gage laughed and walked up to her, his hand coming under her chin and tilting it so she looked up at him. "Go ahead and try me."

Layne suddenly made a move to grab his arm to pull him off balance and take control of him. It hadn't been a full-out effort, but even if it had she knew that Gage would have overpowered her any day of the week. He easily avoided her half-assed attack on him, grabbing hold of her and pushing her back onto the softness of the mattress. He flipped her over onto her stomach and pinned her down with one hand.

He got between her legs; his other hand came up underneath her pulling her hips up so she was ass-in-air for him. Gage groaned as his fingers shoved the dress up her body until it was bunched up at her waist, revealing her bare ass being offered up to him. "What do you tell your Daddy when he's got you right where he wants you?"

Her hips pushed back against the front of his jeans, moaning as she felt his large cock begging to be freed. "I will take your cock wherever you want to bury it, Sir."

"Mm, that's right." His fingers traced down over her slit before pushing three deep inside her wet entrance. "Did you think I didn't notice how Joey fucked you with his fingers throughout dinner? I wanted nothing more than to pull you under the table so you could wrap your lips around my dick."

She squirmed and moaned out as the heat in her core began to pool when he inserted his fingers into her wanton pussy. The silver rings on his fingers rubbed at her opening for extra stimulation. "Please, yes!"

Gage pumped his fingers into her harder, luring her closer to her release. Just as she glided along the fine line of falling into a world of ecstasy, he removed his fingers with a grin. He took his time sucking the taste of her body from each finger while he began to open up his jeans with his other hand.

Layne whined as he left her hanging there on the edge of what had promised to be a hell of an orgasm.

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.