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“None of you,” she whispers, and she wipes at the tears that have started to trail down her cheeks.
“Aww, don’t be like that. You’re gonna be a great mom!” Her terror and misery at the idea of getting pregnant are palpable, and I’m finding myself enjoying it more than I expected. “And until you are, you’ll get to take load after load after load. Maybe you’ll swell up from how much cum you take. You’re lucky Damien’s a stickler, or you might’ve just ended up being gangbanged by the entire club. I doubt Giulio would give a fuck, and he’d probably enjoy the show.”
She squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head. “He… he wouldn’t. He… he wants me to pretend… to pretend to be…”
I laugh, because she isn’t wrong in her assessment. Giulio’s damn roleplay kink means he’d rather have a girl pretending to enjoy herself than simply giving in, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a sadistic streak a mile wide.
I place the tip of the knife against the underside of her chin, enjoying her sudden gasp. “Yeah? Did you do a good job of pretending for him? Well, don’t worry, I don’t give a fuck. All you have to do for me is lie back and look pretty.”
Vanessa trembles as she tries to be still, and I grant her a minor reprieve as I pull the double-edged blade back. I love the way this thing looks against her skin. It’s much more threatening than a straight blade, and I’ve bathed it in blood more than a few times.
I don’t intend to slice her up, not really, but I want to see how she looks with a few good cuts on her chest.
“Now lie down for me,” I coax her. “Just get nice and comfy… Oh, and don’t move. You don’t want to make any sudden movements.” I hold the blade up so she can see how it glints in the light, threatening and beautiful. “I wouldn’t want to misjudge and go too deep.”
But even though she lies back, she can’t keep her chest still, because she’s begun to sob. I have to laugh, because I haven’t even started cutting yet.
“Stay still,” I tell her firmly, pressing the outer edge of the karambit against her skin, just above her breast.
That seems to be enough to remind her of the reality of the situation, and her breath catches as she goes perfectly still beneath me.
“Good job,” I say. “I’m impressed. Now just hold there, and I won’t even make you bleed.”
As much as I know it’ll rile Damien up to see marks on her, I’m not sure how Giulio will feel if I cut her for real. I’ll have to find out, but the last thing I want is to be left out of this little endeavor to knock the little mafia princess up.
Vanessa cries softly as I draw the sharp edge across her skin, leaving red marks in intricate patterns around her left breast. I stop to admire my work, but before I can go to the other breast, the door opens.
I’m instantly on my feet, knife out as I face the intruder. If it’s Paul…
Unfortunately, it isn’t Paul, who I’d be able to take my annoyance out on. It’s Damien, with a thunderous expression on his face.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he demands, glancing between me and Vanessa. “She’s off limits.”
“Not to me,” I say. “Giulio made it pretty fucking clear he wants me to be a part of the baby-making process. That means she’s mine, too. So back the fuck off, Damien.”
“No. That was when Giulio was also here.” Damien closes the door and walks over, pulling Vanessa off the bed. She squeaks and tries to cover herself with her arms, but Damien pushes them aside so he can see the cuts I left.
I smirk at him. “Too late. I already called dibs. Which means her cunt is mine tonight.”
Damien rubs his thumb along one of the cuts and shakes his head. “No. I can’t stop you from… sharing… with Giulio, but only when he’s there. She isn’t for you.”
“Aw, don’t be such a spoilsport. I didn’t even make her bleed.” I could have, easily. Just a little more pressure… I could’ve made her scar, too, but that’s something to discuss with Giulio. I don’t know if he wants her marked up permanently, but it’s insanely hot to know I got to draw on her while she trembled with terror. “I have free run of the girls here, and you know it. Giulio didn’t make her off limits to me, whether he’s here or not.” I roll my eyes. “Just call him.”
For the first time, I wonder if maybe I’m wrong, if Giulio is going to be pissed that I went after his broodmare without either of them there with me, but I push that doubt aside. Giulio shares everything with me. He wouldn’t leave me hanging like this.
Damien glares at me. “Giulio is busy right now. I only came because I was… informed… that you were taking liberties you shouldn’t have been.”
So, Paul fucking snitched on me. The next time I see him, I really will skin him.
“Fine. ThenI’llcall him, like Paul should’ve fucking done instead of whining toyou.” I shove the knife back into its sheath and grab my cell phone, jabbing at Giulio’s name in my contacts and putting the call on speaker.
Giulio answers after a few rings. “Yo, what’s up?” There’s a breathless quality to his voice, like he’s working out or something.
“Paul freaked out that I wanted to hang with Vanessa and called Damien, who thinks I’m not allowed to be around his little broodmare,” I say, watching Vanessa.
She flinches at the word, which only makes me grin.
“Will you please tell your lackey I’m allowed to have my fun with Vanessa too?” I continue.
