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"You need tampons or whatever?" Stefan asked.
I nodded. "Unless you want me to bleed all over this apartment."
Dante's nose wrinkled.
Stefan lifted his cell phone from the table, his fingers moving across the keypad. "Mrs. Destefano will hook you up."
"Who is Mrs. Destefano?"
He raised his hand to silence me as he spoke to the woman on the other end. Then he handed the phone to me. She asked me what kind of feminine products I needed and said she would have them delivered to my apartment.
I handed the phone to Stefan. "Thank you."
Angelo snaked his arm around my middle, pressing his hard dick between my ass cheeks. "We can still play, baby."
"Do you not know how periods work?" I leaned back on his chest to look up at him. "I'm bleeding down there."
"I cut out a man's heart with a hunting knife." His hand inched up my chest and over my breast. "Now that's a lot of fucking blood."
I shook my head. "That's oddly descriptive and disturbing."
"I'm not afraid of a little blood." He licked my neck and shoved his hand between my thighs. "It won't stop me from fucking you.” Angelo's nose brushed my cheek. "I'm getting even harder just thinking about your blood all over my dick."
"You're either perfect or insane." I smiled. "Still not sure which one."
"Insane," Stefan interjected. "Angelo hasn't been right since—"
Angelo's hand shot out to silence Stefan. "Don't fucking talk about that night."
"Calm down, killer." I spun around, put my palms on his chest, and stood on my tippy toes. "You don't have to bite our heads off whenever someone mentions your scar." I pressed my lips to his right cheek. "It doesn't make you ugly, Angelo. You're one of the sexiest men I've ever met."
He raised an eyebrow. "Only one of them?"
"If you haven't noticed, I'm attracted to your brothers, too." I grabbed him over top of his boxers. "The scar doesn't stop me from fucking you or from putting your dick in my mouth. I like you the way you are."
He groaned after I finished, and before I could comprehend what was happening, he lifted me over his shoulder and dragged me over to the sofa.
"Not on the couch," Dante shouted. "She's fucking bleeding."
"I don't give a fuck," Angelo fired back.
I giggled as his lips hovered over mine. "Daddy doesn't like when we talk back."
"Stop calling me Daddy," Dante growled. "I'm not even old enough to be your father. And get the fuck off that couch before you ruin the leather."
I puckered my lips. "I'm so bad. Come punish me, Daddy."
Dante scrubbed a hand across his jaw. "I'm gonna fucking kill her."
Angelo laughed in my ear. "Daddy's going to spank you for being a bad girl." He pushed up my dress and bent forward to kiss my stomach. "You know he gets mad when you challenge him."
"Good." I moaned as Angelo kissed his way up to my breasts. "I like it when Daddy spanks me," I said with my eyes on Dante. "I like it when he calls me a little slut and bosses me around." I raised my hand to beckon Dante. "I'm ready for my spanking, Daddy."
He shook his head, arms folded over his chest. "Lo, that's enough. Get off her!"
"Nah, I'm good right here."
Angelo stripped off my panties, throwing them on the floor with the bloody toilet paper that served as my makeshift pad. I was horrified. Yet, he didn't seem to give a damn. Nothing ever bothered Angelo.
