Trick Shot: A Spicy Christmas Novella (Brother Puckers Book 1)
Trick Shot: Chapter 11

I think my leggings are soaked. No, not think. I know they are.

Out of all the requests to come out of Jace’s mouth, asking me to call him Daddy wasn’t anything I could have dreamed of. But the way he said it, and how he looks like he’s ready to devour me—I’ll call the man whatever he wants. I just need to feel him everywhere on and in my body.

Jace and Lucas are staring at me hungrily, waiting to see my reaction. They’re both so aware of what they’re asking of me, it’s a huge turn-on. Chad and all my other exes always just took, I mean, they did have my consent but I always just gave in because I’m a people-pleaser. But I don’t feel like that with these two. With them, I know they won’t do anything I don’t want, including if I asked Jace to let me call him by his name. The thought makes me happy.

I wet my lips, the men before me eyeing the movement of my tongue. “I understand…Daddy.”

Jace and Lucas let out a groan, but before I can do anything else, that buzzing in my ass starts again. It makes a pattern, moving at varying speeds, then pausing before starting again.

“Oh shit!” The sensation is intense, and my body is already on fire. I lean my head back against the couch as Lucas moves his hand toward my center. When I manage to look down, Jace still has his hand over Lucas’s and is directing where it goes. Observing the two manly hands one on top of the other, Jace’s veins bulging as he grips Lucas, it’s the stuff of dreams.

“Rub her clit,” Jace commands Lucas, his voice gruff.

“Yes, Daddy,” he answers, his tone completely serious.

I let out a whine at his words, my arousal increasing.

“You like when I call Jace ‘Daddy?’” Lucas asks me.

I bite my lower lip and nod as his fingers rub me through the fabric of my leggings.

“What do you like about it?” Jace asks, tracing one of his thick fingers down my jaw.

I ping-pong my gaze between them, thinking of why it turns me on so much. In a way, the two of them are opposites, minus that they’re both smoking hot. While Lucas has a pretty-boy charm, ice blue eyes, and a body that screams, “I eat protein shakes for lunch and work out seven days a week,” Jace has a soft, round stomach, dark hazel eyes, and a beard that screams, “I’m your Khal Drogo fantasy.”

“Well?” Jace asks again, amusement in his tone.

“I like seeing someone like Lucas do what you say,” I answer.

Jace presses Lucas’s hand harder into my clit while at the same time upping the vibration in my ass. I try to stifle my cries as I squirm, but I’m held in place by Lucas’s other hand.

Jace kisses my jaw. “What do you mean?”

I let out a shuddering breath. “Lucas was so dominant in the shower with me. I didn’t expect this. It’s…it’s so hot.”

“You like the idea of someone dominant being dominated, then?” Jace reflects, his breath tickling my ear.

“I guess?”

Jace lets out a soft chuckle. “Well, you’re in luck, then. Because I’m the only one he calls Daddy.”

My pussy pulses at his words, and I have the intrusive thought to yell, “flash flood warning!” but thankfully, I don’t.

“What do you say we put on a show for our little slut, Daddy?” Lucas asks, his voice heady with sex and lust.

Jace stops the movements of Lucas’s hand on my clit, and I make a desperate sound from the sudden loss. I don’t miss the small smile he gets from hearing it, the torturous bastard.

“You trying to top me already, baby?” he asks Lucas.

Lucas shakes his head. “Just a little suggestion.”

Jace releases a grunt that says he doesn’t believe him, but when his gaze turns to me, I know his decision.

“You want to see me tell our pretty boy to suck my cock?”

“Fuck yes.” The words are out of me before I can even think.

“You are a dirty slut, aren’t you?” Jace affirms, his tone playful.

Oh boy. Forget the flash flood, it’s a full on tidal wave down there now. I never thought being called a slut would turn me on, but they both say it as if it’s a term of endearment instead of an insult.

Jace grips my jaw with a gentle force, his lips hovering over mine. Fuck. Who is this man? When I first met him, I thought he was just a sweet guy, like a puppy dog. But no, he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“Answer me, Riley, and I’ll be nice and let you watch. If you don’t, I’ll blindfold you and make you listen while the plug in your ass eats you alive.”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m a dirty little slut.” The words come out so naturally I even surprise myself.

A growl of appreciation slips from his lips before he kisses me softly. “Good girl. Now watch closely.”

He snaps his fingers and Lucas’s warm body drops away from mine and onto the floor. I’m mesmerized as he expertly lands on his knees and looks at Jace with pure surrender and what I can only call love, though it seems deeper than that. I know these two say they’re not “together, together,” but as an outsider looking in, I’d call that horse shit.

“Now come up here and take my cock out,” Jace commands him, his tone almost bored.

Lucas doesn’t lose time. He joins Jace on the chaise lounge, kneeling between his now spread legs. He slides his palms up Jace’s meaty thighs toward their destination. His movements are slow, agonizing, even. Jace grabs Lucas’s chin and taps his cheek.

“No teasing, brat. Or I’ll be forced to throat-fuck you with your hands tied behind your back.”

My body grows heavy with arousal at his words. Why did that image turn me on so much? Wow, I’m such a pervert and I had no idea. What are these men unleashing from inside me?

Lucas nods and Jace lets him get back to what he was doing. This time, his hands go to the band of Jace’s sweatpants and he pulls them down inch by inch, revealing thighs decorated in traditional Polynesian tattoos, and what I can only call a monster cock. It’s thick and long, the skin red and engorged with his arousal.

“Holy crap,” I mutter, unable to form any other kind of words.

Lucas chuckles as Jace’s bedroom eyes replace mine. I try to imagine both men inside me and wonder if I might end up in the hospital by the end of the night. “Serious internal injury from two large cocks” is what my chart would say.

“Relax, beautiful,” Jace says. The way he calls me beautiful has my body tingling. “What do think that plug inside you is for?” With a sly grin, he leans back against the couch and turns his attention to Lucas. “Get to work, McKnight. I don’t have all night.”

Lucas jumps into action, using one of his hands to hold Jace’s cock while his lips descend over the broad crown. Jace hisses and I watch as his length disappears past Lucas’s lips.

“Fuck, baby. I love your mouth,” Jace moans, moving one of his hands to brush a few strands of damp hair from Lucas’s forehead. Then he strokes down his smooth square jaw. The action is sweet, yet so stunning I think I could come just from watching them. I mean, the vibrating plug helps, too, but these two are a sight to see. I’ve never watched men together before, but now I think I should’ve. It’s beautiful. They’re beautiful.

Lucas moves his hand up Jace’s thick shaft, then twirls his tongue around the crown, his eyes staying on Jace’s the whole time. Once he’s developed a bit of a rhythm, Jace palms the back of Lucas’s head and in one swift movement, pushes him down until over half of his cock is now in Lucas’s mouth. Which I didn’t even think was possible.

“That’s it, baby,” Jace goads. “Take Daddy’s cock.”

Lucas hums with pleasure and takes more of Jace down his throat. Lucas is really good, because he doesn’t gag at all. I wonder how much of Jace’s “monster” I could take in? Or how much of Lucas’s. Maybe only half?

Jace’s free hand lands on my thigh, pulling me from that interesting question.

“He’s amazing, isn’t he?” Jace asks.

“Yes, he is.”

Lucas makes an approving noise, lapping up the praise. Then he cups Jace’s balls and gives them a nice squeeze. I watch in rapture as the soft planes of Jace’s face go taunt, his breath hitching as he moves Lucas’s head down on his cock. The dirty sight has me shifting again, my body tingling and dying to be touched. I’ve gotten used to the buzzing in my ass, but I’m so wound up I could burst.

“Take off your clothes, Riley.”

My head whips so I’m looking at Jace, his command zipping through me straight to my clit. He gives me a questioning look, as if he’s wondering if I’m not going to do it. But after my experience with Lucas in the bathroom, and the show that’s currently being put on for me, I don’t feel so shy anymore. I get up, trying to ignore the plug in my ass and how wet my leggings are between my thighs.

With my eyes on Jace, I start to peel off my sweater. The moment is only made hotter by how he keeps moving Lucas’s head up and down his cock like his own personal Fleshlight. Once that’s taken care of, I reach behind to unclasp my bra. When my breasts bounce free, Jace doesn’t look down, but continues to hold eye contact with me. Though I see the way his body tenses, and how he moves Lucas’s face harder down his cock.

The wet noises of spit and sucking spur me to finish my task. With quick movements, I remove my leggings and soaked underwear before straightening. The buzzing stops in my ass as I do, and a sigh of relief escapes my mouth. Jace continues to stare at me for a moment before he makes a twirling motion with his fingers.

“Spin for me.”

I swallow, a blush returning to my cheeks. Being naked is one thing, but spinning around like a ballerina while naked?

A playful grin morphs on Jace’s lips. “Do I need to ask again, beautiful?”

His words wash over me, reminding me that I’m a confident and desirable woman. I don’t need to be self-conscious here. Especially with these two men who have done nothing but make me feel wanted in the short time since we met. I start to spin, making sure to keep my chest and butt out so he has a nice view.

“I see you got your hands on her ass, huh, baby?” he questions Lucas.

A word that sounds like “yes” comes out around Jace’s cock as I return to facing forward. My butt must still be red from his spanking in the shower. I guess I didn’t realize he’d hit me that hard. All I knew was that it felt wonderful and I liked it.

“You have two choices,” Jace says to me. “You can come and help pretty boy here suck my cock, or you can get on your back and suck his dick since he’s been such a good boy. Either choice will get you an orgasm, but only if you decide in the next five seconds.”

His words hit me, and my heart jumps in my chests. I blink at him in shock, but then he starts counting down like a New Year’s Eve clock. “Five, four…”

My brain bounces between options. Sucking Jace’s cock with Lucas sounds fun, but I’ve also been wanting to get my mouth on Lucas’s since he got me off in the shower.

“Three, two…”

A squeak leaves my mouth as I make my decision. Before he can get to one, I move behind Lucas’s kneeling form and put my hands on the band of his sweats.

Jace makes a sound of approval. “I see our little slut agrees, baby. You’ve been a good boy so now you get those puffy lips around your cock first. Thank me.”

The sound of Lucas popping off Jace’s cock sends a jolt through me. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Good boy,” he says, wiping a bit of saliva from the corner of Lucas’s mouth. “Now keep that mouth full of cock and don’t come up for air until our girl gets you off.” Lucas keens, going back to his job like the good boy Jace claims him to be.

Holy. Wow. I’m in a dirty fantasyland, and I’m still trying to figure out how the hell I got here when I was supposed to be on a plane to my family right now. When I replace Jace’s eyes, he smirks at me like he knows what I’m thinking.

“What are you waiting for, beautiful? Take Lucas’s dick out and get to work.”

I lick my lips and pull on the band of Lucas’s sweats to reveal his perfect toned ass that has me salivating to take a bite. I move quicker, wanting to see more of his body again. It’s a little difficult to remove his pants with him kneeling, but he helps me as much as he can considering he’s got his mouth full of cock. Once they’re taken care of, I memorize the picture in front of me.

Jace’s still mostly clothed form is resting back against the lounge as Lucas’s half clothed body moves, his hands clenching on Jace’s tattooed thighs as he works to keep himself kneeling. I wish I could take a picture and use this as “spank bank” material. Not that I’ve ever had one before, but now I want one just of this night.

Jace clears his throat, and I smile at him sheepishly before I hop into action. I get on to my back and maneuver myself under Lucas. The leather of the couch feels sticky against my overheated skin as I get into position. It’s a little tricky and kind of a tight fit, but I can make it work.

With Lucas’s sex now above my face, my stomach flutters. I knew he was big, but seeing it this close, it can rival Jace’s. But while Jace is wide, Lucas is longer, however they’re both perfect and beautiful. They’re definitely going to spoil me for all other men going forward.

“Put your hips down a bit, baby. Don’t make our little slut work too hard…yet,” Jace directs Lucas. His vocal teasing has my clit throbbing and I press my thighs together to try and relive some of the tension.

Jace opens his legs a bit more so Lucas can spread himself wider and not fall, then he dips his hips down so his cock is closer to me. There’s a decent amount of pre-cum leaking from the tip, enough that a drop of it lands on my lips. My tongue darts out to taste it, the salty bitter flavor hitting me. My mouth waters as I move myself up enough to take the head of him between my lips. Lucas’s body shudders at my touch, his cock twitching. The noise he makes around Jace’s cock spurs me on as I take more of him into my mouth. He’s heavy and warm, the musk of him filling my senses. I like the feel of the ridges and silky skin against my tongue.

“Does her mouth feel good around your cock, baby?” Jace asks Lucas.

A muffled “yes, Daddy” leaves his lips as I bring one of my hands up to cup Lucas’s balls. They tighten in my grip and I suck on the tip of his cock like a lollipop. He lets out a sexy moan that encourages me to take him deeper so he’s almost touching the back of my throat. It doesn’t get past me that there is, in fact, still half of his cock left. That means he’ll probably turn me out while fucking me. I rub my thighs together again but it gives me no relief.

“Our girl is horny,” Jace taunts. “She’s rubbing her thighs together like the needy slut she is.”

I mewl around Lucas’s cock; his dirty words make my skin tingle.

“I bet she’s soaking the couch right now, baby. Turning it into our own personal Slip ‘N Slide.”

Lucas’s hips punch forward, and his silken head hits the back of my throat. I gag a bit at the sudden intrusion, saliva filling my mouth. But instead of turning me off, I want him to do it again. I thread my arms up so that my hands are now digging into the taut flesh of his ass, taking him deeper into my mouth so I gag again.

“That’s it, beautiful. You’re doing so well. Suck his cock like you mean it,” Jace croons.

I flatten my tongue and take more of him in, sucking and squeezing his ass beneath my palms.

Jace turns his flattery to Lucas. “Watching you take my dick never gets old, baby. You’re so good at it.” Lucas makes a garbled noise. “That’s it, suck harder. You too, beautiful,” he says to me.

I smile and do as he asks. Lucas releases a pleasurable cry as I dig my nails into his skin so I’m sure I’ve left a mark of my own.

“That’s it, my pretty little sluts doing exactly as I say.” Jace sighs heatedly.

I want to bring my hand down and touch myself so badly, but I’m pretty sure that’s against the rules? Is there rules? I have no idea, but by how Jace has been so far, I think I do what he says at this point, which makes my skin even hotter.

“Riley?” Jace asks. “You okay if our pretty boy fucks your face?”

I stop my sucking. Our pretty boy. He called me “our girl” earlier, too. The memory has me shivering. His words and the image of Lucas using my mouth like that has a new wave of arousal messing up the expensive couch.

“Yes, I want it,” I exhale. “God, I want that so badly.”

“Hmm, so dirty.” Jace chuckles. “Keep your hands on that nice, pretty boy ass, and if you need to stop, tap him three times with both your hands, got it?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“How many times?”

“Three.”

“Good girl. Now open that mouth, and let’s see how much you love cock.”