Part 38*

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The two had collectively smoked half a pack of cigarettes their way back to the apartment. They loved her in that outfit. She seemed to be okay with what happened at the pub, and they were hoping she would want to continue that here, at home. When they got into the building and into the rickety elevator, she bit her lip and eyed them from the other side of it.

She pressed the button for the 5th floor and raised her eyebrow to them. "You just gonna stand there?" She asked, looking between them. They didn't need much more persuasion from her as they closed the gap between them, Connor running his hand up one side and grasping her breast as his lips attached to her neck, licking and biting. Murphy kissed her hard, drawing a moan from her as his hand traveled down to her jeans.

Her rubbed her clothed core as her lips broke from his, her head flying back into the wall of the elevator as her breathing picked up. "Ye like tha love, ye like when I rub ye here, while my brother kisses yer neck?" She didn't get a chance to answer before Murphy pulled away from her at the sound of the elevator ding.

Connor licked up her neck as he moved in front of her, moving his hands to her thighs. "Jump." He whispered to her. Without a second thought she did, he lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He continued kissing her as he carried her down the hallway.

Murphy fumbled with the key a little, and when he got the key in, he leaned into it a little too much, breaking one of the hinges on the door. Hearing the door break, the two pulled away from each other and laughed at the broken door that would need fixing later. Murphy closed the door as best he could when the two entered the apartment.

Connor carried her to the bed, laid her down, and continued kissing her neck as he worked on undoing her jacket. Her breathing picked up more, she could feel the panic in her rising, she hadn't been with them in the bed yet since the attack, she had made a conscious effort to avoid the bed. "Ye okay, love?" She heard Murphy ask from the end of the bed. He had seen the panic in her eyes as his brother laid her down.

Connor pulled away and looked at her, seeing the panic there as well. He furrowed his brows. "I'm sorry, sweetheart." He caressed her face, his hand landing on her cheek."we don't have ta do this if yer not ready." She knew if she asked them to stop, they would. She didn't want that. She wanted them, craved them, and needed them to share her. It was just all happening so fast.

She shook her head. "I want this," she bit her lip as she looked between them. "Just a little slower, maybe." Connor nodded, lifting himself off the bed. He stripped himself of his coat, throwing it over the couch, Murphy doing the same. She sat up, pulling off her coat and letting it fall beside the bed.

"Up on the pillows, love." Murphy gestured for her to move back, closer to the headboard. Murphy laid beside her, kissing her in the soft, cautious way he had learned to. A small moan left her lips as she felt Connor's lips on her stomach. Her hand found its way around Murphy's neck as she pulled him closer. She felt connors lips trail down to the edge of her jeans, his lips never leaving her skin as he unbuttoned her jeans.

She felt him pull her jeans off of her, leaving her underwear on. She watched him as he took her in, looking so gorgeous in her black and red lacy underwear that matched her top. He brought his face down, kissing the inside of her thighs, causing her to squirm under him, desperate for his mouth to be buried in her wet core. Murphy was taking his time kissing and sucking on her neck.

Her hand traveled down Murphys chest to his jean clad cock, and started rubbing his hard erection through his pants. His lips came off her skin just long enough for him to mutter a shuddering "fuck" against her neck, sending tingles down her spine.

Her eyes wandered back down to Connor who was now kissing her panty covered pussy. She moaned, needy for him "mmm please Connor" as she lifted her hips to him. He smiled up to her as he hooked a Finger in her underwear and pulled it to the side licking up her wet folds. Her head flew back at the feeling as she gasped, reaching down to grip his hair "fuck Connor, yes."

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