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Of Saints and Georgia Peaches

Chapter 2: Murphy's Turn

Beth didn't know exactly what she wanted, but having both brothers there in the same room with her when she was still a little high from what just happened with Connor was thrilling. She wondered what it would feel like to be held by both of them at the same time. She outstretched her hand to Murphy, silently beckoning him to the bed. Connor and Murphy looked at each other briefly, silent words being exchanged between them. They both looked surprised and amused at the same time, but not embarrassed or uncomfortable in the least. Beth thought that maybe they would understand what she needed, would know where to go from here, and could lead the way for her.

They seemed to get it without her having to try to awkwardly explain. Murphy stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and quickly disrobed. Beth observed Murphy intently as Connor grinned down at her from his post next to her on the bed. She reveled in the similarities and the differences between the two men. Both were lithe and fit with smooth toned skin. They were roughly the same height, but Murphy's body seemed longer somehow, his chest a bit broader than Connor's. When Beth's gaze traveled farther south, she found that there was only a slight difference in the sexual aspect of the brothers' physiques, as well. Connor may have been somewhat longer, but Murphy was more than a bit wider than Connor. Beth wondered how long Murphy had been watching them earlier, because he was already aroused.

Murphy slid smoothly onto the bed beside Beth, reaching around and embracing her lightly. As soon as his skin met hers they both felt an electric current zip between them and they quickly brought their lips to meet. Beth had been right! The connection, not only physical but emotional, that she felt when making love with Connor was happening again. This time she would be able to share it with Murphy and she was elated. The union was about more than sex, it was about love and respect and a physical confirmation of life. Beth's mind reeled as she gave herself over.

Connor stayed where he was, on his side behind Beth, just watching contentedly as he recovered from his orgasm. He knew Beth hadn't quite gotten there as he had a few moments ago, but now he hoped his brother might be able to help her with that. Connor reached out and caressed Beth's hair lightly as she kissed Murphy. He was content to stay out of the way…for the moment…

Murphy had been slightly confused by the scene he had found in the bedroom, but the sound of Beth's lighthearted reaction to his unexpected entrance was enough to put him instantly at ease. He was glad she was ok with him seeing her like that. Connor's smile had said he was ok with it, too. Murphy hadn't wanted to interrupt except he HAD, actually. He'd seen the way his brother and Beth were embracing and it was obvious that he was witnessing the aftermath of something incredibly powerful. And he'd been left out.

Five minutes ago Murphy was simply heading upstairs to change posts with his brother, looking forward to catching a few hours of peaceful sleep next to Beth. Now sleep was the furthest thing from his mind where Beth was concerned. When he had walked into the room and seen Beth lying beneath his brother, stretched out so seductively and embracing Connor so lovingly, all of the explicit daydreams that he had been having about Beth since she walked in on him in the shower came immediately to mind.

Murphy was instantly turned on and, admittedly, more than a bit jealous. Connor and Murphy had always been equal in everything. With Beth it had been no different. They had both shared in her rescue, in her care, in her love. Seeing Beth and Connor together sharing such a tender moment without him caused Murphy's breath to catch and halt. He felt as if he had been left out of something powerful and moving. Seeing their reactions to his presence eased his mind somewhat. Was it just his interpretation, or had they both looked…almost relieved…to see him?

And then Beth had done something that Murphy never would have expected. She beckoned for him. Murphy thought maybe he was dreaming. He had paused only for a moment, and only because he felt the need to gauge the reaction of his brother. When Connor seemed ok with it, Murphy proceeded. Now Beth was in his arms and Murphy was struggling to hold himself back. Beth's kisses were hungry and Murphy wanted her immediately. However, he was cautious. He loved this woman and wanted to make sure that she was comfortable, so he was a little lost about how to proceed.

Murphy knew Beth wasn't a virgin. She and Connor had obviously just been together, but Murphy wasn't sure how experienced she was beyond that and he had no clue how to ask. Murphy had always been a man of action, not so much a man of many words. He finally decided to just move forward. He figured Beth, or Connor at the very least, would tell him if anything he did got out of hand. Besides, what was happening felt so right to his body, and even more so to his heart, that he couldn't not proceed at this point.

He was holding an angel in his arms, but her kisses were far from virtuous. They were downright sinful, in fact, and he was surprisingly ok with it. Murphy's tongue was playing against Beth's and his hands were caressing her skin the way he had been longing to do for weeks. It was hard to breathe, and suddenly he felt like he was drowning in Beth's arms. The physical aspect of this was not something unfamiliar to Murphy, but the emotions that were running through him now were completely new and he felt somewhat out of his depth. Murphy felt like he could weep or laugh hysterically, but he didn't know which would come first. He was forced to withdraw slightly from Beth to catch his breath and steady his mind.

When Murphy pulled back, he caught Beth's pale blue eyes with his own. Then he glanced up to his brother lying right behind her. Neither Beth nor Connor had anything but love and understanding in their eyes – no fear, no apprehension. Any sense of instability was instantly gone. The three of them were there together and in this moment, even during an apocalypse, the world was right. There was an inherent sense amongst them of belonging, of complete understanding, and nothing else mattered.

Murphy pulled Beth back into him and caught one hand in her lovely blonde curls, bringing her mouth back to his. He rolled with her slightly until she was beneath him, embracing him with her body much the same way that Murphy had first witnessed her doing with his brother a few minutes ago. There was a sense in Murphy's mind that something here had come full circle, that there was now a seamless union amongst the three of them.

Murphy halted his kisses, braced himself on one arm, and ran his hand the length of Beth's body. His fingers ran gently across her forehead, cupping her cheek, and continuing down her long slender neck. He caressed the tender skin of her chest where he paused for a moment to feel the thrum of her heartbeat. Murphy looked Beth directly in the eye and then bent to place a sweet tender kiss on her breast right over her heart. His hand continued down her belly, skirting her hip, and sliding down the outside of her thigh.

When Murphy tightened his grip on her leg, Beth responded by bringing it up and wrapping it around his hip. She lifted herself up into Murphy as she gazed at him, silently pleading. Murphy, who was barely hanging on, almost lost it as Beth's center slid against his hard member. His fingers were between them and on her in a moment and Beth threw herself back against the pillows and arched up into Murphy's hand again and again as he explored her slick wetness. She was already so worked up from her session with Connor that it didn't take long for her to tumble over the edge. Murphy leaned back slightly and looked down on Beth as she flushed and gasped beneath him. She had one hand pressed firmly on Murphy's chest, against his heart. Her other hand was clasped tightly in Connor's at her side. As she hit her peak, Connor leaned up and captured Beth's lips with his own, effectively muting her fervent cries.

Murphy thought to give her more time to recover, but at this point he simply wasn't capable of holding out any longer. His body was screaming for release. Beth was still kissing Connor passionately, coming down from her first real orgasm, as Murphy pressed himself into her. She gasped into Connor's mouth and pulled her lips away from him with a wince as her body stretched painfully around Murphy's width. Connor's hand snapped to his brother's bicep instantly, signaling Murphy to stop.

Murphy had already felt Beth's body tense under him and Connor looked up to notice Murphy's horrified gaze. Murphy made to pull away from Beth, but she kept her legs pulled tight around his hips, holding him in place. After a moment of trying to relax, Beth smiled slightly up at Murphy and pushed her hips up, signaling for him to continue. Both brothers' eyes were on her face now, watching for any negative reaction. When Beth's eyes squeezed shut in pain as Murphy pushed forward gently again, the love making came to a halt.

Murphy pulled away and dragged himself from Beth, bracing himself on his hands and knees. He leaned forward and laid his head down on the bed, moaning slightly at the uncomfortable throbbing in his lower half as he tried to catch the breath that he had been holding. Connor was trying to soothe Beth as she protested beside him. She didn't want to stop and neither did Murphy, but he'd be damned if he caused her an ounce of unnecessary pain. After a few moments, Murphy finally calmed enough to move his body again. He shifted forward and laid down next to Beth, reaching up to stroke her face gently. He hadn't really heard what she had said to Connor, but Beth was looking at him with determination and fire so still and hot that it was almost disconcerting. Murphy almost felt as if he should cower or tuck and run and he noticed that Connor looked like he felt much the same way.

Beth caught both men by surprise as she suddenly swung her body over on top of Murphy and braced herself with both hands on his broad chest. Before either man could say or do anything, Beth had reached down and guided Murphy back to her entrance. She looked hard into Murphy's eyes as she pressed down firmly and let his entire length slide all the way inside. It burned, God did it burn, but this angle was slightly easier for Beth and she was able to stifle any winces or moans this time. That wasn't the case for Murphy, however, who had no choice but to squeeze his eyes shut and grip onto Beth's hips with a loud groan as he prayed for the strength to hold onto a thin thread of self control.

Connor, Beth, and Murphy all froze for a moment as if time had come to complete stop altogether. Connor moved closer and reached up to run a hand lightly from Beth's hip up her spine and, finally, to grip the back of her neck gently but firmly in support. After a moment and a few steadying breaths, Beth started to move on Murphy. Murphy had never been one to get loud during sex, but this time he couldn't hold himself back. He was so worked up and emotionally strapped that he allowed himself to moan appreciatively as Beth's body worked on top of him, gripping and pulling in all the right ways.

Beth was still rather uncomfortable with Murphy's size, but the power she felt as she watched Murphy's reactions to her body's movements were more than enough to make her forget any discomfort. She glanced adoringly from Connor to Murphy, locking eyes with each of them in turn. Murphy's hand was back on her chest, hovering once again over her heart while Connor was gently running one of his up and down her spine tenderly. Beth's heart stretched much the same way that she felt with her body. It was almost as painful and multiple times as thrilling. I love them, Beth thought, that is what this feeling is. Looking down on Connor and Murphy, she just knew that they were feeling the same emotions. Her heart almost couldn't take it as the smile grew on her face and she beamed down at both of the brothers.

Seeing Beth look at him and his brother with so much love and veracity was shockingly more stimulating than what her body was doing to his physically and it broke Murphy's restraint. Looking into her eyes, he finally let his body fly apart inside her as he called Beth's name. Beth fell down on top of him, answering Murphy's call, and smothering his cries with her lips the same way that Connor had done for her earlier.

When it was finally done, all three were left gasping for air. Beth rested her forehead against Murphy's heart as he lay under her contentedly. Connor was also breathless beside them. He had shifted into a sitting position, leaning in to where Beth and Murphy lay. Tears had sprung to Connor's eyes that he had barely managed to keep in check. The emotional charge that had just flowed over them was so all-encompassing that he couldn't help but be caught up in it even if his physical involvement had been minimal. One of Connor's hands still rested on the small of Beth's back, his other had found a firm grip on his brother's shoulder; bracing himself and Murphy as the emotional onslaught had poured over the three of them.

After a few moments of recovery, Connor met Murphy's eyes briefly, exchanging a silent communication. Murphy withdrew himself from Beth gently before Connor reached around Beth's waist and started to shift her toward him on the bed gently. Beth was limp in their arms as Connor and Murphy positioned her between them comfortably. All three of them just allowed themselves to lie like that for a while. No words had to be spoken, no explanations were needed, and there was nothing to "figure out". The three of them were just content in this moment.

Eventually Romeo and Duffy would stir downstairs and Beth, Connor, and Murphy would have to return to the apocalyptic world waiting below. But for a few brief moments they were going to just let themselves be together. Beth knew she would be sore tomorrow. Hell, she was sore now but she had no regrets. She had just made love to two of the men she loved most in this world and she was thrilled that they had allowed her to share this bond with them. She hoped that it wouldn't be the last time.

Her thoughts just before she drifted to sleep went once again to Maggie and then to Daryl. Where were they tonight? When would Beth finally find them again? Beth pushed those thoughts away. Now was not the moment to worry about all of that. She was sure that they were alive and she would find them soon. She hoped. Sleep should have been peaceful after that for Beth as she was cradled safely between both of her Saints. It wasn't, though. Daryl found her in her dreams that night. He found her over and over again and each time was worse for Beth because each time she caught sight of him he was already dead. The vision of Daryl as an emotionless, starving, wretched walker broke Beth a thousand times over and tears of pain flowed from her eyes as she slept. She had left him and his fate was to be her punishment.

Connor and Murphy didn't sleep at all. After what they had just shared with her, they were even more attentive to Beth as usual, laying awake and watching her as she slept. They both listened as she called for Daryl in her sleep. They took turns drying her tears as they fell. Connor and Murphy knew now that however strong the bond between them and Beth, it wouldn't ever be enough. Daryl was a part of Beth, too, and she would never rest easy until she at least knew what had become of him. As Beth wept quietly between them, the look that passed between the brothers was one of agreement and determination. They were going to find Daryl for Beth's sake. And if it was what she needed, Connor and Murphy would move aside and let Daryl take their place in Beth's life.

Being the more logical of the two, Connor starting making plans in his head immediately. Where to start looking, supplies they would need, etc. He figured another supply run and time to gather and plan would take a week or so. They would need to plan well before just heading out brashly (as Connor supposed Murphy would want to do). He and his brother would also need to prepare themselves for the outcome of this venture. Connor worried that it was going to be painful either way. If they found Daryl alive, they may lose Beth and that would be almost unbearable for them. If they found Daryl dead, or worse, Beth would break and that would be equally unbearable for them. No. The way Connor figured it, this was going to hurt either way.

Final A/N: Thanks for reading. Please R&R below. I've got the next two chapters almost ready to go. :-)