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Wait, hold the fuck on! “Marcello?! Is that what the hell you meant earlier?” He breaches my hole with a finger right as I asked, and fuck if it doesn’t distract me.

“Mierda.Z, that feels good.” He’s pumping his single finger in and out of me slowly, and I let my mind drift to Marcello. He is hot as fuck, and that unhinged vibe he puts off does something to me… but he also scares the shit out of me.

He adds another finger while curling them upward, and I swear to fuck I see stars just from that little movement. Arching my back, I beg, “More, Z, more I can take it.”

“My slutty boy wants more?”

“Please,” I whimper out.

“Please, what?”

“Your slutty boy wants more.” I would’ve been so embarrassed to say that a couple of months ago… but Zamir makes me feel safe with my sexuality and exploring it. Outside of these walls, I’m still coming to terms… but with him by my side and Ellie, I’m ready to take the world on. Maybe even face my father one of these days.

I’m a panting mess, not knowing why the degrading does what it does to me, but it’ll send me toppling over the edge so fucking quick. He inserts the smallest plug into me, and this isn’t too bad.

Zamir pats my ass and walks over to the desk in the corner of our room. His laptop is on it, and now that I’m looking, it’s hooked up to the TV.What the hell is heplanning?He opens it up, clicking on what I’m pretty sure is the video call app, and my suspicion is right when I see our bare bodies up on the TV screen.

I’m still spread out on the bed when Ellie picks up the video call with a gasp. I hear her raspy voice playing through the speakers on the TV, and it lights my whole body a flame.

“You like what you see,Shpirt Im?I’ve got our little fuck toy spread out on the bed for us.” Zamir’s mouth might just be dirtier than mine.

She just nods her head, but she turns to the side, and you can hear a thick Italian accent say, “Che cazzo?” She’s smiling over at him, and a little pang of jealousy hits me. But they’ve been close most of their lives, so I put that jealously to the side. I don’t care that she’s with another man; it’s just that that specific man hates my guts.What the fuck is Zamir thinking calling her while he knows Marcello is there?

She purrs out, “Let’s play, Cello.”

She props the phone up so we can see them in Marcello’s living room. She’s already taking her shirt off and moving onto her bra, and I hear a huff of air come out of Marcello. He comes into view with a towel and lays it on the couch.

Z, being the shit stirrer he is, keeps going. “Mmm, Ellie, those stunning hips and ass on you have me barkin’.” His dumbass starts barking into the camera and then continues on, “But seriously, we missed you and didn’twant you to miss out on any of the fun.” Her phone is set up on Marcello’s coffee table, and he sits down completely bare, legs spread on the couch, arms draped over the back, cock laying on his stomach—proudly sporting a goddamn Jacob’s ladder.

Am I the only one without a pierced cock?

Z, heads back over to me, pushing my shoulders again to lay me back on the bed. He’s wearing a devilish grin when he grits out, “Let’s stretch you while watching the show they’re about to put on,Djale I Bukur.”

1. The Walls - Chase Atlantic

Chapter 37

Marcello

All I hear is Zamir talking to Nash about stretching him, having my full attention, and then I see Ellie strutting into the living room completely naked from the bathroom.1The exhibitionist in me is doing cartwheels, but I also know this has Zamir written all over it. He’s tied to the Albanian mafia over in Chicago, and Noah has mentioned he’s been alerted they’ve been snooping around, but it’s stuff about Ellie that they’ve been digging into, so I allowed it.

Zamir has been quiet for the past four years that he’s lived across the hall from me, but I think theIl Novellinohas awakened something in him. Or hell, it could’ve been Ellie that did.

She’s still on her period, so I brought the towel to lie down on. Not that I care if she bleeds on the couch; I’ll simply get a new one. I don’t want her to feel embarrassed about it, and that’s exactly what myRagazza Dolcewould do.

I’ve never shared a woman before, but I do love to watch just as much as I like to put on a show, so this should be plenty of fun. Sin’s was a great playground to explore what I liked and what I didn’t, and there’s not much on the list that I don’t like.

“Come here, Ellie.” I pat my thighs, and she comes to straddle me but faces the phone so she can see what the guys are doing as well. I find myself leaning around her to watch them as well. “Watch like the dirty slut you are, and let me play with this pretty cunt of yours.” Every whimper I earn is feeding my obsessed soul, one by one.

She looks back at me. I assure her, “I like being covered in your blood, Ellie.” I hear a moan come through her phone, and I’m pretty sure it was Nash. I didn’t see those two being a thing, but it sure as fuck will be hot as hell to witness. Maybe they’ll be occupied with each other and forget about Ellie… but then again, here they fucking are video calling in the middle of their goddamn fuck fest.

I run my hand up all the way up her back to her hair at the nape of her neck, tilting her head back before leaning in to growl, “Did you take your disc out for me? I want all of you on me, including that lovely blood ofyours.” Her whole body shivers, and goosebumps line her thigh where my arm is draped across.

She whispers to me with her head turned toward my ear, “I didn’t get the vibes that you liked to share, Cello.” Her back and ass are lying on my stomach and chest, and my cock is curiously sitting against her warm heat, begging for attention.You’ll have to wait, buddy.Our girl gets the attention first. She's already using my cock for what she needs, rubbing that pretty cunt all over me.

Last night, she found the underwear I had in my pants pocket from her apartment and asked me about them. I just let her know I went over to her apartment to check it out and figured she didn’t need to be feeding into the stalker’s antics, so I took them. She agreed and dropped it.Thank fuck.

I give her a grunt as an answer for now because I, in fact, do not like to share, but I know she has some kind of attachment to them, and I never want to see her upset or lose her ever again.

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