Chapitre 64: Chapter 63: The Blissful Effects Of Pair Bonding
Layla'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 her dead mother. She still couldn't believe how fast everything in her life seemed to change as she looked over the sleeping older man and his rugged bearded face.
Layla scooted close to him and kissed his lips as he shifted some in his sleep before opening his eyes and treating her to a warm smile as he took in the sight of her and her beautiful naked body. Brick returned Layla's kiss and rolled over to her side of the bed pulling her close to him as their kissing continued. It never took much to get Brick aroused and even the slightest moan from Layla had perked his ears as she gripped her body the skin to skin contact a much desired aspect as Layla found herself wrapping her arms around his neck.
Brick smirked as he kissed along her neck feeling her breasts press into his chest as he held her close to him, their bellies touching as well as his erect cock grazing her pelvis in the wake of their motion.
Layla sighed as Brick continued to kiss and nibble on her the flesh of her neck as his arousal continued to get the better of him. Her breath hitched as she closed her eyes enjoying the sensation of his kiss and teeth along her heated flesh as she felt her own arousal began to take hold of her all over again. While Brick had been all for another go around, the call of nature had pressing ideas, as did his growling stomach when he recalled she'd made dinner for the two of them.
Brick kissed Layla once more before shuffling out of bed, naked and apparently unphased by the cold until it hit his feet as he hurried toward the bathroom leaving Layla behind to lie in bed and giggle at how awkward, the rugged older biker man he looked without his biker cut.
She looked up at the ceiling for a few moments as she took in a few breaths and mentally processed how her life had drastically changed since meeting Brick Kenneally and his Howler M.C. gang. They had certainly come and shook things up, being a biker gang but her falling in love with the handsome brute that was their club president wasn't at all in her grand plans.
With a sigh, Layla had recalled briefly the events that lead up to her and Brick ending up in her bed together and she smirked. Amy would have a field day if she ever discovered that Layla had sex multiple times before she had and with her older biker at that.
Thinking back on it, Layla had no regrets in giving herself to Brick, everything they shared seemed right on so many levels. She knew her father wouldn't approve of her chosen lover but it ultimately wasn't his call to make, by all accounts she'd been a grown woman and Brick was who she elected to be with with or without his blessing.
Feeling her stomach growling, she recalled putting dinner in the oven after preparing it and her intent to awaken Brick so that they could eat before things had turned to them tending to other appetites and finally their recent awakening. Layla decided to see about the food she left in the oven to keep until she managed to awaken Brick and knew all too well that she'd have to reheat it. She slipped out of bed grabbing an oversized t-shirt that she quickly put on and made her way into the kitchen.
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The Bathroom, The Quinn Residence, Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota...
Brick Kenneally stood over the toilet bowl and aimed his impressive cock at the water below as he relieved his aching bladder while thinking back on the events that led up to his most recent encounter with the lovely young Layla Quinn. He smiled as he recalled how good she felt on the end of his cock, and the way her pleasured moans filled his keen ears as she clung to him. Never before had he had a more spirited encounter and thought back to how the oldtimers had warned him of her being his potential mate long before he gave in to the idea of it being so.
Looking back, he was a fool to deny what had been inevitable and even more so to think his life had been better off without her. He could feel their bond only growing stronger and with each encounter it only solidified the truth of her being his chosen mate from the very beginning.
The only drawback was her lack of knowledge of the fact that he'd been born with the blood of the beast and as such was subjected to vile transformations when the moon had been full. Brick sighed as he finished up at the toilet flushing as he walked toward the bathroom sink. He caught a glimpse of the beast behind his eyes and they seemed to have an understanding. He washed his hands and splashed his face before venturing out of the bathroom in search of Layla, his arousal back in full force as her intoxicating scent reached his flaring nostrils.
She had been his alright, his and his alone.
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