Semua Bab HOWLER M.C.: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Chapter 90: When The Bow Breaks The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Layla Quinn had been numb from the moment her father told her he had not been her real father and left her in tears pondering why he'd said such a thing, she'd been silent ever since the boys and Chauncy took off for town, and Brick elected to stay behind and see to her welfare in case Jarrett came back, Layla knew all too well that he wouldn't but Brick didn't need anyone else knowing about their relationship, not when it had all become so much more complicated than her just being young and him reckless. The silence had been heavy as she moved rather aimlessly straightening up the house as she often did needing to do something anything aside from cry about the strange turn of events that led to her true identity being revealed and by Brick no less. She'd been known as Layla Quinn for so long, Jarrett had been the only father she had and now he had up and left her. She supposed eve

Chapter 92: In The Heat Of The Night Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Whimpers and a few occasional groans filled the former childhood bedroom of one Layla Quinn as she found herself as naked as the day she was born and balancing on her hands and knees sweat-slick and given to blazing lust while an equally naked and sweat-slick and lustful Brick Kenneally thrust rather forcefully into her from behind, his heated mouth at her neck as he nibbled along the slick bare flesh growling as he pumped his well-toned hips into her shapely backside while gripping her tightly in the wake of their continued coupling. Brick's massive body covered hers as their act became all the more primal with flesh slapping against flesh echoing throughout the bedroom and her bedding being scattered about the floor pillows and all as the massive brute continued to pummel her sodden depths from behind relishing her exquisite moans as she took every inch of him

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 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

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