Chasing His Brother's Bride
Chasing His Brother’s Bride – Chapter 48

Jolie knelt in the middle of the bed between the two strong men who were each propped up on a pillow. She was still in her flannel pjs as she faced them both.

“Can I touch?” she whispered.

“You can do anything you like.” Malik reassured her. She reached out her shaking fingers and touched his chest.

“Why are you shaking, Jolie?” Brix asked quietly as he took her other hand and kissed her fingertips. “We aren’t going to do anything you don’t want.”

“What if I want it all?” she flicked her eyes to his and noted the surprise there.

“Sweetheart, three nights ago you made it clear you wouldn’t be ready to be sandwiched between us.”

“That was before you left me sexually frustrated on our wedding day,” she admitted. “I’ve been dreaming in color since. I even went for a nap this afternoon and had to dig out my egg when I woke up.”

“Your egg?”

“Yeah,” she frowned, surprised the guys hadn’t tattled on her for replaceing it. “The little vibrating egg thing. Didn’t the guys tell you they found it when they cleared out my dresser at the other house?”

“No!” Malik chuckled, “Are you telling me they told you they found your dildo?”

“It’s not really a dildo. It’s an egg. They found it and panicked and dumped all my clothes into a garbage bag and refused to handle any of my clothes.”

Malik was roaring while Brix shook his head.

“Honey, you can throw the egg out. If you need to come, you have two husbands who are more than capable of satisfying you.”

“But you left me.” She was roaming her hand freely over Malik’s hard abdomen, going increasingly lower with each pass of her hand. She noted his towel shifting despite his hands being linked behind his head. He liked the feel of her hands touching him. “If you’re both going to leave me alone and my imagination is in hyperdrive, I need something.”

Brix pulled her forward so she fell against his chest and he pressed his lips to hers. “I promise you. You will never want a toy again.”

“I never wanted it in the first place. I’ve never needed it until this week. It’s why I know I need more than kissing and what was it you called it? Dry humping?”

He laughed, “come on gorgeous, take what you want from your husbands.”

She looked back to Malik who had turned his head to look at her. He was smiling softly. She touched his cheek, “you look tired too. You both had busy weekends.”

“We did but coming home to you is worth it.” He stroked her arm. He grinned, “all this flannel needs to go though.”

She blinked at his words. “I guess it’s only fair since you’re both naked.”

A flash of white of the towel Brix throw over her head made her jump and she giggled when Malik ripped his towel off too.

“Your turn.”

She unbuttoned her top and let it fall off her shoulders and then felt exposed as the cool air puckered her n*****s into tight buds. She rose on her knees and pushed her bottoms down to her calves before she leaned forward to kick the bottoms away.

“f**k me,” Malik whispered as he took in her body. “Jolie, you are the stuff of my dreams.”

Brix’s eyes were narrowed on the triangle of hair which she had neatly trimmed to almost nothing and taking it how it glistened with moisture. “She’s wet for us, Malik.” She nodded as he reached his hand out and touched her mound softly, his finger sliding through her slit. “She’s soaked.” He pulled his finger back and licked it. “Jolie, you taste phenomenal.”

She shivered as his hand went back and she lifted up higher on her knees to allow him access. She put her hand on Malik’s thigh to balance herself and felt his muscles bunch under her touch. She turned her gaze to his body and noted his c**k was erect, a bead of precum seeping. She looked up to his eyes and he took her hand from his leg and put it on his shaft.

“Its all yours, sweetheart. Do with it as you want.”

She nodded and swallowed nervously, “I want to, um,” she blinked.

“Words sweetheart,” Brix was sliding his fingers back and forth along her dampness.

“I want to taste you,” she blurted out and smiled at Malik’s wide smile.

Brix chuckled as she rotated her h**s against his hand. He was barely pushing past her folds but she was increasingly wet as her hand slid up and down Malik’s shaft. He moved on the bed to kneel behind her. He gently pushed her forward so she was leaned over Malik’s legs. “Suck his c**k, sweetheart. Take it. Can I touch you while you taste him?”

She nodded and sighed happily when Brix behind her began rubbing his hands over her body. Malik held his c**k upwards, stroking it with his fist, the mushroom of his head poking through his hand, slick with his excitement. She leaned forward and tentatively wrapped her lips around him. She felt Brix’s hand slide around to the front of her as he cupped her breasts, fondling her gently while Malik made a low g***n at her gentle movements. Brix’s other hand slid between her legs from behind and began stroking her dampened flesh.

She opened her mouth wider and took Malik further into her mouth. She was doing something right as his muffled “f**k” filled her ears. Brix’s hands felt like they were everywhere on her and then she realized Malik was touching her too. He was playing with her breast and stroking her neck and back while Brix played with her from behind. His body was there but other than his hands he wasn’t touching her. She needed him. She tried to get closer to him while getting closer to Malik and she released Malik. “Brix, I can’t,” she gasped as his fingers slipped inside her.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No. I can’t reach you.” She complained. She reached her hand out for his c**k and he laughed darkly at the way her fingers wriggled as if begging for her hand to be filled up with him. She lowered her head hungrily back over Malik as Brix adjusted himself so she could grip his shaft. It took a few minutes but it wasn’t long before her hand and mouth were making the same up and down movements.

Pleasuring both of her husbands at the same time was making her feel powerful and sexy as they both grunted their approval of her actions. Their hands were touching everywhere they could reach.

“More,” she begged as Brix’s fingers pushed into her wetness. “I need more.” He snaked his hand under her from the front and curled his fingers deep into her and her back arched with the sudden intrusion. “Yes,” she dropped her head over Malik’s c**k again as Brix began using his fingers to pump inside her. Her hand stroking Brix while he finger-f****d her drenched p***y. The squelching seemed raunchy to her but she was helpless to stop it as he expertly managed to make her c*m hard in minutes while she had a mouthful of Malik’s flesh. Her entire body shuddered with both men coaxing her along with their hot words.

Malik pulled his body away from her and before she could protest lifted her straight up in the air and settled her on his face. She felt wicked as he began devouring her wetness his tongue mimicking the actions Brix’s fingers had done. She looked around for Brix and reached for him, urging him to kneel beside her and she begged him to put his c**k in her mouth.

He was kneeling on the pillows, his fingers tangled in her hair. “Oh f**k, Jolie, your mouth is incredible. You suck my c**k like such a good girl.”

Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head up and down on Brix’s shaft while Malik feasted on her middle. Her body was weeping into his opened mouth and the way his fingers were gripping her a*s, she was convinced he was trying to burrow deep into her. Brix reached with his hands and tweaked her n*****s, playing and twisting them until they were rigid peaks.

She came a second time on Malik’s tongue much to his exclaimed delight and she was helpless to stop the cries escaping her mouth as she released Brix to ride out the wave of her o****m. “More. I need more.”

She had denied herself and her own sexuality for so long due to Val’s abuse she felt like pandora’s box had been smashed open. She wanted them in every possible way.

Brix stroked his c**k, “how do you want to do this? I think we start with Malik’s c**k inside you babe. Happy meal first.” He teased his partners. “I can wait as long as you need. We don’t have to do everything tonight.”

She nodded, “but I want you too. I want you both tonight.”

Brix appeared stunned, “are you certain?”

“Yes. I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”

“You tell us how you want us, sweetheart,” Malik encouraged her as she got off his shoulders.

“I want,” she closed her eyes as a dream she’d had filled her mind. “I’ve been thinking day and night of.” She paused feeling shy suddenly.

“Whatever is in your head, we want to hear it.”

“I want to watch you pleasure each other while I sit there,” she pointed to Malik’s c**k.

“You want me to f**k his face while you ride his c**k?” Brix asked her bluntly.

She didn’t miss the way Malik’s c**k twitched with the filthy phrasing. She nodded. “And then I want to switch and have you inside me while he f***s your face.” She almost covered her mouth with her hands as the words tumbled out. “I also want you both to come inside me.”

“Oh, naughty, naughty girl.”

“No condoms.” She was stunned as the words kept on coming out of her mouth.

“You want us to fill you with so much come it spills out of you. Cream pie?” Malik was stroking his c**k hard now.

She nodded, “I’m protected. I’m on the shot. I don’t miss because my periods are hell. Considering the number of condoms I found in your rooms, I’m thinking neither of you have unprotected s*x. I haven’t been able to stop thinking of what it would be like and,”

Brix leaned forward and cut her off with a hot searing k**s, his tongue slipping deep into her mouth. She gripped his shoulders and kissed him back. When he finally released her, she was panting and breathless.

“I want to watch your cunt take Malik’s c**k,” he said as he motioned for her to climb onto Malik. “He can suck my c**k but I want those t**s in my mouth.”

Brix was filthy and dirty and Jolie was feeling her juices slide down her inner thighs at his words. She positioned herself over Malik and slowly lowered herself over him, her eyes never left his as for the first time in years she had a man nestled deep inside her. He was most of the way in and she rotated her h**s to try to get accustomed to the feeling.

“That’s it sweetheart. Take it. You can take it all,” Brix’ hot words fueled her on. His hands were touching her face softly, “look at me, honey. Look at me.” She met his eyes and lowered the rest of the way and Malik’s loud g***n as she tightened against him made her look to him. “You’re okay?”

“I’m okay,” she stated back. “f**k me, I’m better than okay.” She rested her hand on Brix’s shoulder as she began to slowly rise and fall on Malik’s rigid manhood. She reached down and stroked Brix’s hard shaft. “I want to watch.” His smile was wide as he leaned forward and kissed her mouth.

“You are incredible. My sweet Jolie. So amazing.” Brix turned Malik’s head and put his shaft into the man’s willing mouth and g*****d as the man began to immediately suck him hard.

Jolie didn’t know how Brix managed to contort his body but he had her n*****s in his mouth while Malik had his mouth wrapped around him and all the while she was riding Malik as if she had been born to do it. Brix reached his hand out and played with her clit while she balanced on her knees gripping Brix’s shoulder.

Malik g*****d and ripped is head away from Brix, “oh f**k, she’s getting tight. Baby, are you going to c*m for me?”

“Yes,” she whimpered, “so close.” Malik was joining her thrusts now and when she came, she screamed his name into the air.

“Brix, you need to feel her. She gets so f*****g tight and she’s still spasming all over my d**k.”

She fell into a heap atop Malik’s sweaty chest, shaking and shuddering. “Oh god.” She whispered as she reached up and kissed his mouth hungrily. Brix was rubbing her back softly, gently. She rolled off Malik after several minutes of both men stroking her skin and whispering words of adoration in her direction.

She lay on her back and looked to Brix and he cupped her cheek softly.

“Baby, you look exhausted.”

She frowned, “you don’t want to?”

“Oh, I want to. I’m worried you’ll be tired and sore tomorrow.”

“Brix, you’re worried I’m going to see you on top of me and start thinking of someone else.” She watched him look away and swallow deeply. She moved sideways and lay on her back. “I want to watch you, slide your c**k Brix into me. Yours Brix. Brixton Einstein Beckwith Cacciola. You. I want you. You are not him. I know it.”

He nodded, “are you sure?”

“Positive. I don’t want you to hold back. Do not hold anything of who you are back from me,” she let him lift her legs over his thighs. “Don’t forget, I need you both to come too. None of this only making me come stuff. We all finish tonight.”

“Yes ma’am.” Malik was on his knees next to Brix. “I’m almost there from feeling you come all over my c**k. Brix is going to taste you on me.”

“Oh, f**k yes,” Brix said shocking them both. “What? A man can’t want to taste his wife and husband mixed together on his tongue?” He smirked, “also, Malik had me almost there too so this might take as long as you think, sweetheart. I’ve been dreaming of your hot body for days.”

“f**k me, Brix.” She stated boldly.

She felt her eyes almost roll to the back of her head when he shoved deep into her saturated body. “Yes.” She almost screamed the word as he didn’t take it easy on her. His h**s were rocking, his body shoving her up the bed and his hands yanking her back down as he pounded into her. Malik was standing on the bed and he was thrusting into Brix’s face as roughly as Brix was railing her and she couldn’t help the screams tearing from her lungs. “Don’t stop, don’t you f*****g stop.” She bellowed as she felt him pause when she yelled.

The pressure was building deep inside her as he pummelled her and she was writhing with a mix of pleasure of pain as he went deeper into her than anyone ever had before. He was hot, thick, and long and she was arching off the bed high as he rammed her. One hand holding her h*p and the other playing with her clit, she came so hard she wondered if she’d blacked out from it. Tiny dots of light permeated her vision as she tilted her head back so far, she was almost facing the headboard upside down.

“f**k, I’m almost there,” Brix grunted his mouth tearing off Malik for a split second before he sucked him back in.

“Same,” Malik swore.

Brix uttered a series of obscenities as he came hard and fast inside her. Jolie squeezed him tight, milking every drop she felt she could from him. Lessons she’d learned from her past making her feel powerful over Brix as he rolled off her and Malik slammed into her.

“I want to feel you come again for me, baby.” Malik ordered, “Brix make her come again. Suck her clit while I f**k her. When she comes, I’ll come.”

“Not again,” she whimpered but she was lost as Brix heeded Malik’s instructions his hands all over her body while he licked and sucked her clit and fondled Malik’s balls.

She spiraled into oblivion. The sound of Malik’s shout muffled in her ears as this time she was certain she had lost consciousness. She came round, with Malik and Brix kissing her laughing as she surfaced from the darkness.

“We f****d her into fainting.” Malik was heavy on her and she could feel him still inside her.

She squeezed him tight, wrapping her arms around his torso and lifting her head to accept Brix’s k**s.

“This was the best night of my life,” she whispered as she was wrapped up in their arms when Brix slipped his arm under her shoulders and hugging them both tight. “But I think I’m never going to be able to move again.”

“Thank you beautiful,” Malik whispered as he slowly withdrew and then chuckled. “We really made a mess.”

Brix kissed her again and then leaned forward and kissed Malik and shook his head. “We’ve done some crazy s**t but this sharing a wife thing, might be the craziest yet. The best, but still the craziest.”

Jolie giggled with his words as she snuggled into his shoulder as sleep started to claim her. She felt the same way. Definitely the craziest thing she’d ever done.