Chapter 18 Permission
Killian’s POV
Leaving Valentina naked and waiting in my bed is a test of will I barely pass. She’s sprawled out, impossibly gorgeous, and every instinct in me wants to crawl right back. But I have a plan spinning in my head-a wild, reckless idea that stops me dead in the hallway. Am I really about to ask one of my brothers to join me with my woman? I’ve shared beds with women before-never another man. But the club girls never shut up about Raptor and his infamous piercings, and the rumors about that tongue ring are almost as loud as my own filthy fantasies. I want to see Valentina unravel, want to watch her come apart from more than just me. Hell, I want to see another man make her lose herself, and I want to watch every second. My cock aches just thinking about it.
When I reach the common room, I
spot iraculously not buried in a club girl, just flicking
through his phone. Perfect.
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He glances up, eyes sharp. “Yo, you needed something, brother?”
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“There’s a couple things I want to run by you,” I say, voice low.
He shrugs, tucking his phone away. “Shoot.”
“Rumor has it you’ve got a vibrating tongue ring. True?”
A slow grin spreads across his face. “Thinking of getting your tongue pierced for Valentina? Not gonna
lie, man, it’s a fucking game-changer. Girls lose their minds for it.”
I laugh. “Not for me. Just needed to know if you actually have one.”
He raises an eyebrow, uncertain. “So… what’s up?”
“There’s a favor I want to ask. But before anything, you need to know-I’m into this. I want it.”
His curiosity sharpens. “Alright, but you know I don’t swing that way. I get blown, but I don’t blow back, and honestly, I’m pretty sure Valentina would put both of us in the ground.”
I roll my eyes. “Jesus, Raptor, I’m not asking you to suck my dick.”
He snorts. “Hey, you brought up the tongue ring, then said you really wanted something, so just clarifying. No judgment.”
I huff out a breath, shaking my head. “What I want is for you to join me with Valentina. I want to watch you eat her out while I watch. Maybe more, if it goes that way. But if you’re weird about it, I’ll grab someone else.”
He sits up straight, eyes blazing. “The fuck you will. Hell yes, brother. No offense, but your girl’s a knockout. If you hadn’t claimed her that night, I would’ve made my move. But you sure about this? And she’s in?”
“She’s waiting in my room right now-blindfolded, ready for us.”
He whistles, grinning wide. “If you’re sure, let me go pop my tongue ring in.”
“Come straight to the room. Start with her, and don’t mind me-I’ll just be watching at first.” I give him the door code, and he’s already moving.
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I watch him head for the stairs, then head back to my own room, nerves and excitement twisting together. I slip inside quietly, careful not to make a sound. The only light in the room spills from a bedside lamp, leaving the bathroom in deep shadow. I lean against the counter, arms crossed, heart pounding as I watch Valentina. She’s breathing fast, anticipation radiating off her, and I catch her whispering, “I can’t believe this is real.” I grin, knowing I’m about to give us both a night we won’t forget.
Raptor enters on silent feet. He doesn’t see me in the darkness, but I watch him move, stripping without shame. He’s built, cocky, and it’s no secret the club girls rave about him.
“Killian?” Valentina calls, uncertainty in her voice.
Raptor just grins and says nothing, grabbing her ankles and yanking her to the edge of the mattress. She squeals, laughter and nerves mingling. He drops to his knees, spreads her legs wide, and hooks them over his shoulders, burying his face between her thighs. There’s a low, electric hum-the tongue ring. Valentina gasps, and then screams, her whole body arching as Raptor devours her.
Their moans fill the room, and I can’t resist anymore-I free my cock and stroke myself, eyes glued to the sight of my brother making my girl come undone.
“Oh God, Raptor, I’m gonna come!” she cries, voice desperate.
“Give it to me, Valentina. Let me taste what Killian’s lucky enough to fuck,” he growls, tongue fucking her deep.
Valentina shudders, thighs clamping around his head as she explodes, squirting hard. Raptor just laughs, lapping up every drop.
“Fuck yes, baby. Goddamn, you’re a squirter. Fucking love it.”
He’s still licking her clean when he reaches for his jeans, tearing open a condom. That’s my cue. I step out from the shadows, tap his shoulder. He jolts, startled until he sees me, and I gesture for him to flip her over. He grins, understanding, and rolls her onto her stomach.
I strip quickly, tossing my clothes aside. Raptor positions her, and I crawl onto the bed, grabbing her beneath the arms and dragging her up until she’s on all fours.
“Hands and knees, angel,” I command, my voice thick with hunger.
Valentina moves as I guide her, slipping obediently onto her hands and knees. Raptor climbs onto the bed behind her, glancing my way for confirmation. I give him a slow nod, and he positions himself, thick and ready, before pushing inside her with a guttural groan. I press my cock to her lips; she parts them eagerly, welcoming me in, and the heat of her mouth almost undoes me right then.
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She takes me deep, her throat flexing around my length, and I can’t help but let out a low, hungry sound. Valentina’s tongue teases the sensitive underside as I draw back, and I watch the way Raptor pounds into her, his breath coming rough and broken.
“Christ, she’s something else, isn’t she?” I say, my voice rough, catching Raptor’s eyes as sweat beads
across his brow.
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He grins, wild and amazed. “Bro, her pussy is fucking unreal. Never felt anything like it.”
Valentina moans around me, and the vibration makes me shudder. Raptor’s rhythm turns even more feral, his hips slamming against her as he chants curses under his breath. Suddenly, Valentina cries
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out, her whole body tensing, and Raptor swears as she gushes again, soaking him.
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“Precious little thing,” Raptor grits out, jaw clenched. “You’re a lucky bastard, Killian. Never met a girl like this.”
My hands grip the sides of Valentina’s head, and I start thrusting harder, pushing deep down her throat, feeling her relax and take every inch. I hold her there, gasping as I spill myself, pulse after pulse, down her throat. She moans, her body shuddering as another climax rips through her.
“I’m gonna fucking come,” Raptor groans, voice ragged.
“Lose the condom. Let her taste you.”
Raptor pulls out, and Valentina tears off her blindfold, turning just as he rolls the rubber off. She grabs his ass, pulling him forward, swallowing him with practiced hunger. For a minute, she devours him, relentless, until he can’t hold back.
“Holy shit!” Raptor shouts, lost in the pleasure as he empties himself into her mouth, both hands buried in her hair.
“Don’t spill a drop, Valentina. Swallow every bit,” I command, voice thick.
She obeys, licking him clean. Raptor stares at her, stunned, thumb brushing her cheek as she comes up, breathless and flushed.
“You’re incredible, Vale,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “And nice ink, by the way.” He gathers his clothes and the spent condom, gives me a nod, and vanishes from the room, still half-na
ked.
Valentina turns to me, eyes searching mine-uncertain, a little shy.
I reach for her, pulling her into my arms. “Did you like that, baby?” I murmur, brushing her hair from her
face.
She nods, voice quiet. “Yes.”
“Good. Let’s shower, then we’ll rest.”
She follows me into the bathroom, brushing her teeth while I get the water running. We stand together under the spray, my arms wrapped around her, the world shrunk to the hush of water and shared breath. I wash her gently, soap gliding over skin, then lather her hair, then my own. When we’re clean, I towel her off, dry myself, and lift her back to bed. We don’t speak. In the hush, I just kiss her softly,
again and again.
As I draw her close, I can’t hold back a lazy, contented smile. “That tattoo, Angel-it’s perfect.”
She giggles, warm and real. “You really like it?”
“I love it.”
I fall asleep with her in my arms, utterly content, the last thing I remember is her laughter and the feel of her against my chest.
