Chapter 68: Theory And Contemplation

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

The sound of the headboard beating against the wall continued to echo in the same rhythm of the enormous muscle-bound biker's long slow thrusts into the moaning young lass beneath him. His dark grey eyes seemed to light up in the wake of their mutual joining and she stroked his cheek unable to take her eyes off his as if they'd been locked in a mutual trance that only seemed to deepen their rather strong bond all the more the longer they'd been at it. The naked larger man's back flexed as his hips continued to pump rather slowly in between the slender parted thighs of the young lass as the heat from their reflective desires continued to envelop them.

Brick kissed Layla feverishly as she clung to him still moaning in the wake of the sensation of the older man's large cock barreling past her slick folds and deep into her clenching warmth. She felt him like a battering ram with less intensity than before hitting against her most secret of places and clung to him tighter wrapping her slender thighs around his waist as he pumped his hips a bit faster relishing the friction of their bodies as much as she had while taking her to a place and time that seemed to be so far from the world she knew and everything around them.

Brick let out a low groan as he felt her clenching tighter around his massive cock beating out just about every woman he'd ever had before her and then some as he dug his now-revealed claws into the surface of the mattress below them still sinking his nails into the fabric and splitting it open in the wake of his urges slowly getting the better of him.

It didn't seem to matter how many times he'd found himself inside the whimpering young lass and enveloped by her warmth and he couldn't seem to get enough of her nor could his rather impressive cock as it pulsed and throbbed within adding to the already heightened sensation that passed between them. Brick's fangs had made themselves known once more as he found himself biting down on Layla's shoulder in the same place as before causing her body to arch in the wake of the intense wave of pleasure and pain alike.

Brick felt her body tense and then release as she coated him yet again while she gripped him even tighter with involuntary tears streaming down her supple young cheeks as she moaned in ecstasy in the wake of his long slow pumping that effectively caused his cockhead to hit every hidden bundle of nerves that she never knew existed until he'd made his way inside her.

She didn't think about her mother at this moment, nor her father and the strangeness of the situation pertaining to them as her heart beat frantically within the confines of her chest and her mind and body seemed to be transported to a world far away, vastly far away from anything and anyone she had ever known aside from Brick whom had accompanied her and loved her as if they had known one another for thousands of years.

Layla had not been privy to it, but her blue eyes had shifted into an oddly beautiful white glow matching with that of Brick's formerly gray eyes as he continued to pump his massive appendage inside her tightness losing himself more and more to the beastly urges that resided deep within him as they had from the moment of his birth. He had known what he was, but Layla had been largely unaware of it even as his cock invaded her tight body and she had resolved herself to give in to her seemingly unquenchable desire for him.

"Oh..." she moaned as the visuals seemed to come at them in an otherworldly manner all while she clung to Brick's impressively toned body biting her lip when she felt him hit the back of her most sacred cavity-stimulating pleasure beyond her mind's comprehension as she arched her body up once more feeling the rush of her umpteenth release in the wake of the handsome hulking brute's increasingly rapid thrusts.

"B-Brick!" she began to shout as his pace began to increase from long slow jolts to a rapid frenzy of desperation as the onset of his release had been near.

Brick snarled above her his glowing eyes fixated on hers as their bodies seemed to move without their direct input. She could feel him, every part of him from his beating heart to his delighted soul and it was as if she'd truly become one with him.

It was quite the experience for Brick, being a man not at all new to the wiles of femininity nor the perks of coital bliss. Someone so young and pure had held his heart even without his permission making every fiber of his being attuned to her and her need by way of the moon's illustrious song. He had never before felt this range of connection with anyone, let alone a deep connection beyond the physical limitations of mortal existence.

"Oh..." she moaned in his ear once again like sweet music that he would never hear anywhere else.

She'd been so soft and warm, her touch delicate and safe. He had his fill of pounding her nimble body with his superior weight and swiftly maneuvered to roll her onto his lap as he scooted them toward the end of the bed. Layla's arms wrapped around his neck as she found herself and her lovely breasts bouncing up and down along his impressive cock and well-toned thighs.

He gripped her arse tight as he held her body in place pumping and growling as he felt her slide up and down his still rapidly pulsing shaft. Her clenching intensified as another rush came from inside her and she found herself biting down on his shoulder taking in more of him from the newly adjusted angle and finding that he'd been much larger in this position than before.

Her young body had known what it wanted demanding from him the thick hot seed that had been churning within him for quite some time since their umpteenth encore performance and he knew all too well she wouldn't be satisfied until she'd gotten it. The fog of lust and need heated their mutual bodies as their act grew more desperate her for him to give in and him to do so as he once more held her against the bed with her back pressed against the mattress but her lower half hanging just so as he thrust like a mad man pumping his cock in and out of her already slick depths.

A full-on series of moans and groans filled her once-innocent childhood bedroom as Brick felt the inevitable current of his heated release fill her like so many encounters before. Both of them were left panting and gasping in the wake of it all as Brick's heavy body collapsed onto hers even as she had been wrapped around him not wishing for him to leave knowing all too well the emptiness that would return once his massive cock had left her.

Sweat blasted and dazed from them coming back to their senses, Brick kissed Layla's lips before succumbing to another round of involuntary slumber as she did the same.

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Later...

Golden rays from a new dawn had forced their way through the looming drapes that lined Layla Quinn's bedroom. She'd been rather lax in her instinct to hop out of bed and rush off to the shower to start her day due to all of the lingering soreness from her previous night's activities concerning a certain handsome brooding biker by the name of Brick Kenneally. Brick for his part had been asleep beside her with both of them as naked as the day of their mutual births amid tossed about tangled bedsheets. Brick's snoring had been a delightful sound as Layla found herself awakening first as the rays hit her directly during her fitful slumber. She'd been thinking about her mother, even when asleep, and the awful truth about her having possibly been involved in a kidnapping due to the man she'd gone and run off with.

While Layla had sympathized with her mother in wanting to leave Temperance behind, she had not been alright with her turning her back on family and getting herself killed in the process.

Brick seemed to sense her measure of distress and stirred from his slumber in a bid to wrap his powerful arms around her as she leaned back against his bare chest once more. The sound of his heartbeat had been comforting as he held her in relative silence knowing full well that she'd been reflecting on what her mother had done and how she'd left her in the past.

For the first time in a long time, she had recalled everything she knew about the make-up-obsessed blonde that seemed to breeze in and out of her life like a tidal wave before pulling back out again.

"Still upset about your mother?" asked Brick holding her close as he kissed the top of her head.

"I can't help but wonder if she's the cause or a part of that little girl going missing somehow," said Layla visibly upset despite her best efforts to appear otherwise.

"We don't have all the details, maybe she went against him and that's why she was killed." said Brick seeming to think there was more to this case than met the eye, "Maybe she left to protect you, you never know."

Layla sighed and reasoned that he could have been right, despite not feeling so after all the hurt her mother had caused her.

"It'll be alright," said Brick once more kissing Layla on top of the head as he took in the scent of her.

It had been nice to share a few quiet moments with her before he had inevitably headed back out into the cold world, determined to solve this case and finally get some answers, not just for the sake of the sheriff or the little girl, but for Layla as well.