All Chapters of HOWLER M.C.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 70: Intertwined Desires Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Once more the steady beating of the headboard against the nearby wall had echoed all through the large yellow house surrounded by trees in the middle of the woods. It had been a place more or less out of a Fairytale storybook from when Layla was a little girl except she'd been blissfully unaware that her lover was the big bad wolf and he'd been currently thrusting his thick massive cock in and out of her slick depths while towering above her. Layla had been on her back looking up at both Brick and the ceiling as tears began to stream down her supple cheeks in the wake of her corroding thoughts about her dearly departed mother having been the one to harm a missing little girl or even worse help a twisted monster of a man do so. "Uhhhh." moaned Layla as her smaller lovely body was jolted along her mattress for the umpteenth time as she attempted to keep up with her newfoun

Chapter 72: A New Line In The Water Open Road, Temperance, South Dakota... Once again high winds and the chill of a near on nightly breeze had greeted Brick Kenneally when he found himself on the road again courtesy of his bike as he sped down the winding highways after departing from The Quinn residence following a hot meal, a quick shower and leaving Layla with a final kiss before heading back into the big wide world. While he had enjoyed his time with his new lover, he'd been determined to find out more about his missing person's case and more importantly, what happened to the little girl and how Layla's mother had been possibly involved with the kidnapper/murderer in the first place. There was a lot that wasn't seeming to add up about what happened, not when it came to the missing girl and especially not when it came to the blonde. Brick had especially been suspicious about the likes of Jarrett Quinn and what he had been about ever since he first met him. He could tell ev

Chapter 74: Chasing Down A Lead Charlie Mack's Pasture, Northside, Temperance, South Dakota... The hum from the engine of Brick Kenneally's motorcycle filled the air as he tore down the dusty road headed toward a large white house that sat smack dab in the center of the vast property covered with dead grass and dark soil. He smirked as he noted the breeze that hit him as his bike parked up beside an old faded red pickup truck too old and too beat up to recall the make in the model by the naked eye. He didn't suppose the old man got many visitors as he climbed off his bike after shutting it down. He still kicked up his fair share of dust before his boots hit the dirt but he weathered it just fine as he approached the house. He had attempted to knock on the door outright noticing the chipped white paint and termite-eaten boards of the porch as he turned his attention to a man that appeared to have been working in the backyard wearing denim overalls and a large white stedson hat.

Chapter 76: Touch And GoThe Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Layla sat looking over the unconscious Brick Kenneally in shock for what seemed like hours as opposed to several minutes before her brain began working again. She had never seen him so out of sorts, flashes of the strong man that saved her life back in the alley at Earl's Diner came to her in waves as well as every moment she spent in his company since that time. Layla had not known what to do with Brick being out cold but she was relieved to see his chest rising and falling as more of the black veins began to recede and the allergic reaction was healing on its own now that the silver bullets had been removed from his body. Coming to her senses after taking notice of his continued breathing, Layla set to work cleaning up the blood from the floor and his body, as she placed a soft pillow beneath his head as he rested in relative silence while his body continued to heal from the injuries sustain

Chapter 78: Back In The PinkLayla'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 nev