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HOWLER M.C.

When a mysterious motorcycle gang rides into a quiet small town of Temperance, South Dakota, the locals become uneasy as various rumors follow the one percenter gang like the exhaust from their collective tail pipes, but unlike the elders of her town a local sixteen year old girl by the name of Layla Quinn, finds herself drawn inexplicably to the rowdy gang's illustrious and temperamental leader Marrok "Brick" Kenneally. Who eventually shows her life isn't always what it seems and not only frees her from the confines of the dull town life, but uncovers secrets about her obscure past that change her life forever.

Knight_Wind · Fantasy
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102 Chs

Chapter 78: Back In The Pink

Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota...

Layla found herself looking up at her biker lover Brick from the center of her messy bed as he stood towering over her and slowly removing the bandages that she'd placed on his chest following her removing the sliver bullets that threatened to end his life on her watch. She gasped in shock when she saw that there wasn't even a lingering scar as she noted his smooth bare flesh had been restored to what it was prior to the shooting incident. Brick treated her to a wicked grin before climbing onto the bed and slowly discarding her pants and the blouse she picked out some time prior to his visit. He had guessed that she planned to go somewhere after he left but ended up canceling when he passed out. Softly and slowly, Brick moved along her bare body kissing her as she ran her fingers through his long locks amazed that he'd been the same man that she had been worried would never wake up only a few short hours prior.

Brick smirked as he got to her panties noting the white flower decorations amid the light pink cotton material as he pulled them with ease down her slender thighs and discarded them as he maneuvered to place his own larger naked body between them. He'd been very much aroused and the heat that passed between them had only seemed to intensify with their bodies being so close.

Layla had not known what to think or what to say at that moment when she felt the long slow and all too familiar intrusion of the larger man's massive cock split her folds and make its' way inside her warm depths. A low moan escaped her lips as her pert breasts began to bounce in the wake of being slowly jolted along her mattress amid messy bedsheets. If she needed proof that Brick Kenneally was back in rare form she had it as he pressed his larger body into her and began a series of long slow thrusts to get her mind off what occurred the previous night.

Layla's breath hitched as she clung to Brick as he towered above her kissing her lips and meeting her blue-eyed gaze as he had so many times before, as his numerous muscles rippled and the tension in his body gave way to his desire for the beautiful young lass beneath him.

If she had any lingering doubts about whether or not he'd recovered well enough from the previous night's events, she had none left by the time she felt him increase his pace as he jolted her along the mattress rocking the heavy headboard against the nearby wall and giving the bedsprings a good workout in the process.

Layla closed her eyes as she pulled Brick close trying her hardest to quell the tears that swelled in the corners of her eyes. She had nearly lost him the previous night and she had been none the wiser when it occurred. Just the thought of never having Brick in her bed or wrapped in her arms had been a tremendous blow to her young heart and she felt a good deal of sadness.

"Brick." she breathed holding him tighter as he rocked her body along the bed.

Brick tried his best not to think as she had, how he'd almost come so close to never knowing the sensation of her soft kiss, nor the tight grip her young beautiful body held on his cock when he'd been plunged so deep inside her. They had only just begun their apparent love affair and already he couldn't see himself without her. She'd been his moon mate after all and the only thing that seemed to matter to him as far as his life had gone.

Layla moaned in Brick's ear as he leaned down toward her kissing and licking the same familiar spot about her neck. Layla felt the intense heat that seemed to engulf her young body as well as Brick's as he continued to pump his hips between her thighs.

There was always something almost magical about his rough touch and heated kisses that lit her body on fire with need for him. It had not mattered how many times they had done it when left to their own devices, Layla couldn't seem to get enough of him nor he of her as the bedsprings continued to get something of a workout.

Soft moans filled the bedroom as Layla's pert breasts bounced freely as Brick's hot mouth engulfed then suckled them one by one and further driving home the intense sensation of pleasure that filled both their collective bodies. She had loved him something fierce, her wild and vastly untamed biker man who had come into her dull town and duller life amid the roar of a motorcycle engine and worked his way into her young seeking heart and into her bed.

She hissed a bit as she felt his massive appendage plunging deep into her heated sex striking at the hidden bundle of nerves that made her toes curl and her body arch with need beneath him. She loved the feel of his naked heavier body as he towered above her and the hungry look in his hypnotic eyes as he glared down at her as if she'd been the only woman in the world for him.

She heard the words his mind had screamed into hers as their bodies continued to war with one another for dominance in the wake of their mutual release.

MATE

It had said over and over again.

MATE

MATE

That's what she'd been to him, the mysterious biker man who had come into her life on a whim.

Brick grunted as he maneuvered her in bed rolling her onto her belly as he pulled back and his massive cock dangled between his thighs hot and sticky from their previous joining before he impaled her from behind, his large rough, and strong hands moving along her smooth bare flesh questing and gripping her with ease as she moaned face first into the nearby pillows taking the pummeling his massive cock was giving her with a bit of difficulty due to the change in angle but loving it all the same.

The scent of sweat and musk filled her nostrils and increased her desire for him all the more as he took her this way, hard and strong like that of an animal gripping her by the neck as he kissed and licked at the flesh driving his large and unimpeded cock in and out of her slickness bare and seemingly expanding as it filled her time and time again.