Chapter 79: Intermittent Bliss

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

Soft moans filled the bedroom amid the afternoon sun as Layla Quinn found herself given to her biker lover's strong and rapid series of thrusts as his massive appendage slid in and out of her lower depths. She clung to him as much as before only to be lifted up off the bed with her arms wrapped around his rather thick neck and her smaller body quite the contrast even naked as he held her close to his bare muscle-rippled chest his strong arms gripping her bare nether cheeks as he held her in place as she slowly bounced along his massive appendage the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the bedroom as Brick proved once more that he'd been the same strong biker brute that had come into her town on a whim.

If she were to be honest, she had liked when he held her up in his strong arms as she bounced rather uneasily on his massive cock, it was the sort of display of showmanship and strength alike that she had come to expect from him especially when he'd been trying to reassure her that he'd been back to his old self despite the scare with the silver bullets and how the allergic reaction nearly killed him.

Layla had still been quite a bit self-conscious about her breasts, despite Brick being fascinated by them. He walked her back over to the bed after a few thrusts upward while holding her body against his thighs and laid her down on all fours while he scooted up behind her sinking his massive appendage back into the confines of her tender warmth as he sloppily kissed and licked at the back and side of her neck breathing in the rich scent of her hair and the heat that passed between them only seemed to amplify.

Layla's hands began to dig into the messy sheets wrinkling them further as the sound of skin slapping against skin continued to ring out amid the bedroom in the wake of their unseemly act. She loved the feel of his strong body molding over hers as he impaled her and gripped her petite hips pulling her back onto his cock as he thrust with reckless abandon his weight shifting amid the surface of the mattress and balanced out by his knees.

She had been of the mind to believe he thoroughly enjoyed taking her this way, as her breasts dangled before her and her body jolted along the mattress as she too found herself held up by her knees and palms respectively. She closed her eyes basking in the sensation that filled her body like so many times before when he'd been inside her and the none-too-subtle stretching that always occurred whenever he'd been inclined to go deeper.

Their collective hair had been wild and slick by way of sweat as their respective locks dangled to their shoulders and swayed with their intense movements. Brick's rough kiss came across the side of Layla's neck as she continued to arch her shapely arse into his thrusts taking him as much as he'd been willing to give. She whimpered some feeling how strong he'd been despite what occurred the previous day and how close she had come to losing him.

Tears began to stream down Layla's cheeks as she found herself recalling what she would have had to endure if Brick had died. It was the most excruciating agony she had ever suffered and she had not even been of the wolf blood. Brick howled some as he continued thrusting into the moaning young lass determined to prove to her that her fears were not needed, he'd been just fine and all had been well due to her own efforts.

Sensing her distress as if it had been his very own, Brick kissed and bit at the same spot on her neck that he'd been accustomed to using to get her attention. Her scent had still been intoxicating and she seemed to enjoy his larger more powerful body looming over hers and more often than not relished the power he seemed to possess when it came to how he took her.

Layla gasped when she felt her body clench around his massive cock, loving every second of the intense pounding she'd been taking from the inside from her big bad biker who she had still been none the wiser about being more than what he seemed to have been.

"Brick..." she moaned as she gripped the bed as he held tight to her hips and thrust harder and faster desperate for release after such a long wait.

It felt good to have her in this way as far as Brick had been concerned and the near-death experience only seemed to heighten his sense of need for her. The unseemly bond between them seemed to grow ever stronger the more he spent time with her.

Unable to hold back much longer, Brick's cock twitched and he felt the inevitable rush of his untimely release fill the young lass as she gripped the bed below them moaning and letting out a low scream in the wake of the rapid flow of sensation that filled her young body.

Brick grunted as he pumped into her a few more times before kissing her neck and lingering inside her as his cock pulsed and his seed filled her as he held her in place. He took in her scent and the warmth of her body against his pleased to have even a moment more with her given their close call. He made up his mind to go back out and continue the case, knowing how close he'd come to finding out more about her mother's involvement and the need to put her mind at ease and give her a measure of closure surrounding the woman that gave her life had made his decision all the more determined.

Layla panted as she collapsed onto the bed as weak as a newborn, much as Brick had been when he pulled back and rolled onto the other side of the bed. Both had been drenched in sweat and gasping for breath as they attempted to gather their collective wits and return to their senses once the wave of lust passed.

Brick didn't seem to mind it all that much when a spent Layla rested her head against his sweat-blasted chest ensuring that she'd gotten to listen to the thunderous beating of his heart once he'd calmed himself. She'd still been terrified of losing him but she had seemed to agree that he was once more in peak condition despite everything the shooter attempted to accomplish in terms of getting rid of him.

Brick ran a lazy hand through Layla's slick brown locks and stared up at the ceiling. This case had nearly brought him close to death and that meant that he needed to really do some digging as far as who this kidnapper had been and why they went through the trouble of trying to kill anyone who knew about them and their past dastardly deeds when it had been a cold case for years.

The rather focused werewolf had a suspicion that the man they were looking for had possibly still been in Temperance or at the very least in a surrounding area if he'd been aware of their investigation into his dealings and the issue with the missing young girl, possibly now a teen if she survived what occurred in terms of her kidnapping and the murder of both her parents and a few others.

Brick made up his mind to see Sheriff Tillman once the dust settled, as much as he hated the law, there was no way he was gonna let this case slip through his fingers, the subject in question had started a game with the werewolf when he put a few rounds of silver into him and it was a game that Brick Kenneally was definitely of the mind to finish blood for blood if need be.