Such a Softer Sin [COMPLETE]

Such a Softer Sin Chapter 26

"Such a needy lass sweetheart." He purred against her lips, smirking slightly as he enjoyed teasing her. She whined, actually whined and he gave in, kissing her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers.

He ground himself on her, eliciting another moan from her but louder this time and he swallowed it greedily. Her hand went into his hair and she tugged on it a little, he growled at her in response, grabbing his cock and lining it up with her. She was shaking from the anticipation and when he slid inside of her, she gasped loudly, her eyes fluttering shut with a moan. He let out his own deep moan, Murphy wasn't wrong, she was fucking tight. So warm and wet around him, it was fucking heaven, he just hoped he wouldn't go off after two seconds like a horny school boy.

He started thrusting, and unlike his brother who was hard and fast, his strokes were slow and deep, once again controlled, but it felt just as good. He leant his forearm near her head and he grabbed her thigh, kissing her sweet lips and he fucked her. She was moaning into the kiss, writhing underneath him and he smirked. He moved to kneel, grabbing her hips and bringing her to him, still inside of her. She lay there looking up at him, panting and wanton. She was lay on her back, her legs splayed either side of him and her hips angled a little because her ass was on his thighs.

The grip on her hips was tight as he started thrusting again, faster this time but still a steady pace. She took great delight in watching his face, being able to see it clearly as the sun shone through into the loft. He was moaning and grunting, his face contorted in pleasure as he closed his eyes, loving the feel of her. She was squirming on his cock, moaning loudly herself as she felt herself getting closer. She was too wrapped up in Connor's face to notice the darker twin now awake, watching her with rapt interest as he focused on her face. How her lips parted with soft sweet moans, gasping his brother's name, how her body writhed and arched. He bit his lower lip as his hand went to her stomach, touching softly with his fingertips. She jumped a little, her eyes going to him and they locked eyes for a second.

He wasn't smirking or smiling, just watching her with his pupils blown wide as his fingertips trailed down with feather light touch. She didn't even realise he had scooted closer to her, right next to her. His fingers found her clit and she moaned needily, making Connors pace falter for a minute at the fucking sound. So desperate for them, he'd never heard anything so sweet. Murphy rubbed circles around her clit, biting his lower lip as he watched her chest heave, she was so close to coming undone it was fucking fascinating to watch. He had never been much for watching, he didn't care too much. Sometimes he didn't really care if a lass got off at all, he was always too wrapped up in his own gratification. But seeing their girl like this, so desperate for them, it was the best thing he'd ever seen.

Her hand darted out, sliding into the darker twins boxers unexpectedly and he let out an embarrassingly needy moan himself, feeling her soft hand wrap around his cock. She started stroking him, her pace fast and showing him how close she was, she wanted him to cum with them.

"Fuckin' Christ m'girl." He panted, his hips arching up into her hand instantly. When did a hand job feel this fucking good? He heard Connor chuckle a little and he fought a smile himself, Lila didn't seem to care though as she was getting closer and closer to the edge. The loft was full of their moans, the three of them tangled together, sweaty and breathless. Connor angled her hips up more and he hit that spot inside of her that made her let out a keening moan. Murphy would be surprised if the police didn't get called at this rate when somebody reported a murder. She was so responsive, it was amazing. It wasn't any of that fake porno style shit lasses did sometimes either, it was raw and genuine lust and fucking desire that laced her desperate moans.

Connors moans were strained and his brother knew he was close. He was getting a little faster and her whole body was jarring with each thrust his brother gave her, her breasts bouncing slightly. Murphy squeezed eyes shut, so fucking close already it was almost embarrassing, but he didn't care. She wanted him to cum so he wasn't about to try to hold back. Suddenly, Lilas back arched up, loud desperate moans falling from her lips as she muttered curse words like she was fucking praying. She was spasming around Connors cock and he growled, the grip in her hips tightening as he lost it, rutting into her as he chased his own release. Watching her come undone like that was enough to push Murphy over the edge and he gasped, his body tensing and jerking as he came hard, shooting his load all over her hand.

Lila felt like it was lasting forever, her orgasm just never ending as the waves of pleasure crashed over her, over and over again. Connors thrusts became erratic as he cried out, spilling himself inside of her as he tensed up. The three of them were panting as they came down from their highs. Lila felt like she couldn't move and she hummed softly, closing her eyes and just enjoying feeling so weightless. Murphy watched her, panting himself and a small smile on his face, seeing her so content and satisfied. His hand went to her stomach and just rested there. Connor pulled out reluctantly, missing her warmth already. He got up, grabbing a towel that was on the floor from the night before, and he knelt next to her cleaning her up. They never used protection with her, she was on the pill so they didn't feel the need to. They boys got checked regularly since they were somewhat promiscuous. Hell, Connor had even had a brief thing with one of the nurses at the clinic, and Murphy had her a time or two as well when he was drunk.

She just lay there, letting Connor clean between her thighs and her hand from Murphy's mess, and Murphy curled around her once his brother was done. He wrapped his arm around her, kissing the side of her face. Connor joined them then, laying on her other side, hand around her above Murphys as he kissed her cheek. The three of them just lay there, not needing to talk and just enjoying being so close to each other, still feeling the rush from their release. Connor smirked against her hair and Murphy snorted lightly when he heard it; 'Ye weren't wrong brother, she felt like fuckin' heaven.'