Chapter 57: A Shift In FocusOpen Road, Temperance, South Dakota... The roar of Brick Kenneally's finely tuned bike engine echoed down the long and winding highway as he briefly reflected on the time he spent with Layla Quinn. She had a way of getting to him unlike anyone else and he thought it only right that she had due to her being his true mate of sorts. As much as it pained him to admit it, the old hounds were dead right about his falling for the lovely sixteen-year-old lass. He had not stopped thinking about her since he took off from her oddly placed yellow house deep in the woods. A part of him wished to turn right back around and have at her again but he thought better of it. Willing she may have been but she was still young and in need of a good night's rest after all they had done at the mill. He wondered if she'd come down to the diner when she slept off their wild night and entangled morning.A smirk filed across his handsome face as he pulled into the parking lot of
Chapter 58: A Blissful Reminiscence Interrupted By Memorial Intrusion The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The residual ache from being with Brick at the old mill still stung a bit as Layla had managed to get out of the shower and into a fresh pair of white panties, a pair of beige shorts, and a large black t-shirt and white socks pulled up to her ankles. She was more or less comfortable as she climbed into her bed lounging between the sheets and plush pillows, glad that her father had gone out and that his dog Brutus had been fast asleep after she fed him and did her best to clean up the house like always before showering and turning in for a nap. She couldn't get what happened between her and Brick off her mind as her cheeks became red with the memory of what came out of her mouth and her series of moans for the older handsome brute clad in black leather. While she'd been nervous and her first time being inside an abandoned old dusty mill in the middle
Chapter 59: Tripping Down Memory LaneThe Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Jarrett A. Quinn had been in his usual spot sitting in his favorite armchair in front of the television watching a wrestling program with a cooler of beer by his side and Brutus lying on his bed as if he had not a care in the world. Layla had been annoyed that he'd been home more so than usual as just getting a glimpse of the muscle-bound biker brute known as Brick Kenneally had been enough to make her want him again. She spent the majority of her time in her room, in bed recalling the events that lead to her and Brick finally consummating their relationship. She had no regrets about giving herself to him, in fact, the only thing she had dreaded was being away from him in the first place. While the residual ache had been something she could do without, she had been riding high off her emotions. When Brick had been on her porch she had wished to see him and wondered if he'd come to be
Chapter 60: The Subtle Hints Of UnrestInterior, Earl's Diner, Temperance, South Dakota... The bottom of a round half-empty glass had been the only thing that Brick Kenneally had been staring at for the past half hour as he attempted to put together what little he could of what they knew about his current ongoing missing person's case. He had not felt right ever since he'd run into Layla's father, their first meeting not at all what he expected when he looked into the rather unseemly man's eyes. He'd been a mortal whelp like any other, but there was something downright unsettling about the man that seemed to nag at Brick and wouldn't let go.The brooding werewolf had stared down into the bottom of his glass trying to shake the uneasy feeling about Jarrett Quinn but it wouldn't allow it."Somethin' ain't right about what went down," he said finally drinking down the remainder of his drink in one go before slamming the glass on the end of the bar. "She just suddenly skirts out on he
Chapter 61: Something Like A House CallLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... When Layla awoke from her much-needed rest, she found herself alone in the house with even Brutus having been gone with her father on either another of his long drinking binges or hunting. She sighed as she set to work cleaning up the mess he left behind and turned her attention to trying to figure out what she wanted for dinner that night. She was still reeling emotionally over the fact that Brick had come to her house with Sheriff Tillman and asked about her mother. She barely recalled the impulsive blonde and her innate desire to either be famous or to be with a man that added a bit of fun to her otherwise dull existence. Layla sighed as she shuffled about the kitchen annoyed that her mother had even been the subject of topic for anyone, especially Brick Kenneally.Layla sighed as she thought back to her time at the Old Mill with Brick. The shower she took had d
Chapter 62: An Orbit Like No Other Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Brick Kenneally had finished up in the bathroom after washing his hands and splashing a bit of water on his face he ventured to Layla's all too familiar bedroom. She wasn't a conventional teenager by a long short and seemed to be more along the lines of academics and a pretty down to earth person despite her apparent beauty. The towering biker had been quite comfortable in this place with her as he stripped out of his cut and jeans after kicking off his boots and leaving nothing aside from his boxer shorts on his massive well toned body before he ventured toward her bed, rather familiar with how soft it had been since the last time he'd been in it. He smirked at how far they had come from fumbling about between her soft warm sheets to outright rutting in the dark forest amid dust and cobwebs on the abandoned mill office floor. The older man couldn't get how good she
Chapter 63: The Blissful Effects Of Pair BondingLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Blue eyes opened to find that the bedroom had been completely dark aside from the bright white glow of the moon and stars that filled the room, along with the recent chill due to the open window across from the bed. Layla Quinn found herself taking note of her naked young body beneath the lone sheet that covered her as she sat up in bed and the sheet crumbled down to her thighs and belly. Her breasts had been exposed and she gasped when she felt the slow residual ache between her thighs as she turned to face a slumbering man whom had also been naked and lying on his side on top of the sheet his bare cock jutting into the air as his snoring filled her ears and she smiled.She recalled the events of the previous afternoon and how Brick had come over after her father had left for two weeks taking Brutus with him to go hunting, and to avoid her questions about
Chapter 64: The Laws Of Attraction The Kitchen, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Finding herself once more alone in the kitchen, Layla had been too preoccupied with her culinary prowess to notice a decidedly naked Brick Kenneally standing behind her once she'd put the food she'd gotten out of the oven safely onto the kitchen countertop. The handsome brute known as Brick smirked rather wickedly as he slowly eased his way toward the oblivious Layla, as she continued to have no idea of his presence and began wrapping his powerful arms around her slender t-shirt-covered waist and proceeded to slowly kiss her neck, as she gasped tensing at the onset of his rough warm touch before settling against him in the wake of taking in his familiar scent and heartbeat. She melted into him quickly as he continued his soft, slow kisses while holding her close. Layla moaned as she reached up to stroke his handsome bearded face, tangling her busy fingers into Brick's wil
Chapter 101: Hounds From Hell Unknown Location, Unknown State... Snakeskin boots touched down onto white dust as the infamous killer kidnapper known fully as Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu slid out of his truck. His keen narrow eyes had been fixated on a rather impressive but barely held-together hunting shack as he gripped a silver barrel shotgun and made his way up the small wooden steps and into the front door. There had been a good deal of blood splattered about the place, remains and carcasses of dead animals of various kinds, and an occasional human body or two shot through the heart and lying where they had been dropped Jarrett had not been a stranger to nature, no stranger to nature at all when it came to men, women, children and animals alike.As he huffed and stomped about the darkened shack, he took note of the box of silver bullets that had been laid out on a makeshift table splattered with blood and animal guts. The flies had not yet gotten to the place but the rancid stench
Chapter 100: The Call Of The RoadLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Dawn had brought with it a series of aches and pains but none had been substantial aside from overexertion, Brick's gray eyes burst open as he found himself once more naked as the day he was born and surprisingly alone in Layla's bed. The groggy werewolf sighed as he slowly sat up in bed and eased his way out from beneath the tangled sheets. His sore muscles rippled and he seemed to have little regard for the fact that he'd been naked as the minor breeze lashed against his bare skin once he'd been out of the sheet and bed. He took long slow strides out of the bedroom his unruly nostrils flaring as the all-too-familiar scent of Layla Quinn filled them. He found her standing alone out on the porch dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, his t-shirt, with a cup of coffee in her hands as she seemed to stare out into the open wilderness. She didn't seem to take notice of him as he
Chapter 99: A Distractive IndulgenceLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The constant beating of the wooden headboard had been quite the indicator as to how intense Brick's thrusts had been becoming as his thick cock delved deeper inside the tight confines of Layla's sodden sex. The naked brute had been all for indulging, but there had scarcely been a woman alive that could keep up with his wolfish stamina and the added sensation of Layla clenching around him as she gripped his body tighter made it all the more exciting for the beast that dwelled within. Brick fought to keep it at bay, knowing all too well that he could potentially get carried away and harm the poor girl when that had not been his intention. She had begged him for a distraction, and he'd opted to deliver but he had only done so after a promise of discussion when the time came. She was determined to hit the road with him, a rather tricky thing given his true nature and
Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The keen gray eyes of one Brick Kenneally opened to find that he'd been in a now darkened bedroom with a still slumbering Layla Quinn resting amid the torn and tattered sheets that lined her bed. She'd still been quite naked, her pert breasts as visible in the semi-darkness as her lean belly, shapely hips, and thighs had been before night had fallen. He had no recollection of what had transpired before his having had sex with Layla a second time that afternoon aside from the heavy fog and a lingering headache that had only seemed to cause him a bit of a problem when he'd been on the verge of giving in to his beast blood during and before a full moon. Brick lay silently on his back, his naked muscular frame as bare to the elements and the chilling cold that filled the bedroom due to the shift in temperature given the night, he welcomed it, a refreshing change from the lustful heat that held him an
Chapter 97: A Feral's CallingLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... All around the heavy drops had been giving the old yellow house a run for its money pelting against the rooftop and window panes in rapid succession. The constant beating of the thick wooden headboard that lined Layla's bed and the back wall of her bedroom continued to resound as the mattress shifted and slid beneath the weight and intensity of Brick Kenneally's forward thrusts and backward motion. His larger naked body towered above the smaller lovely lass whose hair had been as wild and as sweat slick as his when their act had truly gotten underway. Their bare bodies had been exposed as much to the cool chill in the bedroom as it had been to their mutual gazes. Brick's massive upper body riddled with muscle and tension as he flexed pumping his well-toned hips in frequent succession all the while he'd been in between Layla's slender thighs.Frequent and heated kisses passed
Chapter 96: A Far Gone ConclusionThe Bathroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Despite his best efforts to keep silent about his slipping out of bed with Layla to answer the call of nature as intended, Brick found it very annoying that the moment he'd lined his impressive cock up to the toilet bowl the sound of his rushing urine had splashed about loudly echoing through the formerly darkened house as he attempted to hurry and get back to bed before she'd awoken. It had taken quite a bit of time to get her to relax well enough to fall asleep, given the day she had with her whole life being revealed as one big and tragic lie right from the mouth of the man she called father himself. Brick sighed as he attempted to make sense of the mess Jarrett Quinn's actions had made of his life and the life of young Sara Downes, selfishness had been the name of the game, and yet he knew without a shadow of a doubt that the old bastard had not been solely to b
Chapter 95: The Ballad Of Layla BeaulieuOpen Road, Outskirts of Temperance, South Dakota... Puffs of white smoke filled the old pickup truck as the lone driver's low blue eyes took in the sight of the vast horizon that appeared around him while drawing a long slow drag from the thin white stick that balanced between his harsh pale lips. He'd been a man on a mission for quite some time and the more distance he put between himself and the body he left on the highway, the more the reflections of a rather sinister past began to plague his already weary and twisted mind. The rugged angry man in the rattlesnake cowboy hat and worn blue jeans and a short-sleeved white t-shirt with muddy dust-blown brown cowboy boots was indeed born Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu, but he had gone by the name "Jarrett Quinn" for a good seventeen years. The memory of the night he'd taken it upon himself to put an end to his drug-addicted ex-wife due to her having smothered his little girl right along with her n
Chapter 94: A Rainy Heart To HeartLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The pelting of the rain had continued against the roof of the old yellow house that had been a staple of Layla Quinn's childhood for as long as she could remember but the realization that it had merely been a figment of a false childhood and symbol of her captivity had finally set in, still, she held on to the better memories that had come along with the house, like meeting Brick, who had been snoring rather deeply beside her after their latest romp. She had never met a man like him before, despite his being older, she'd truly felt loved and comfortable when she'd been in his arms. He had been the first person to make her feel safe in a very long time and now she'd known the uncomfortable truth as to why that was. Layla let out a small sigh as she rested her head against Brick's bare chest, marveling at his many well-toned muscles and the fact that his strong hear
Chapter 93: A Natural ImpulseLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Nightfall had been a rather silent affair as Brick Kenneally found himself awakening in Layla's bed with both of them as naked as the day of their respective births and sprawled all over the mattress. Given their newfound relationship, it had not been an altogether unusual sight. However, Brick found that not only was he still lodged inside the still-slumbering younger woman's tight sex, but that his cock had been renewed in terms of his arousal. He could hardly recall much of what happened the previous few hours, as the rut had gotten to him and he'd been a slave to the will of the moon, although not up for quite a few hours, Luna's reach had been quite prominent when it came to Brick's scarcely hidden wolfish side and bid that he lay claim to the girl as he should have on the first night he'd taken her. The man and beast had been at odds over what sort of claim they ha