Todos los capítulos de My Husband Shared Me:A New Year's Filthy Threesome: Capítulo 321 - Capítulo 330

Lily-Rose stayed on her stomach after he pulled out.Cum leaked slow from her cunt onto the already stained sheet. Her thighs were sticky. The stretch still burned. Reed’s hand rested on her bare ass, heavy and warm.He did not speak for a while.Neither did she.When he finally moved, he dragged two fingers through the fresh mess between her legs and pushed them back inside her.“Still open.”“Yes.”“Sore?”“Yes. Don’t stop.”Reed pulled his fingers free, wiped them on her thigh, and got up. He walked to the small kitchen corner, poured water, and brought two glasses back. Lily-Rose sat up slow. The sheet stuck to her skin. She took the glass and drank. Water ran down her chin. She did not wipe it.Reed watched her.“Two days left after this one.”“I know.”“You still feel Jimmy’s line while I’m inside you?”“Every time.” She met his eyes. “It doesn’t close my legs.”Reed set his glass down. His cock was already hardening again.“Then get on your back.”Lily-Rose lay back and spread

Lily-Rose sat on the edge of the bed while Reed moved around the small kitchen.The sheet under her was still damp in places. Her body felt used and heavy in a way that was no longer only sore. She watched him pour water and bring two glasses back. He set one in her hand. Their fingers touched for a second longer than needed.“Last full night,” he said.“Yes.”She drank. The water was cool. Reed sat beside her on the mattress. His thigh pressed against hers. Neither of them reached for clothes.Reed’s voice stayed low.“When you go back tomorrow you have to speak a clean answer. No half words.”Lily-Rose looked at the glass in her hands.“I know.”“You still feel Jimmy’s line?”“Every time you push inside me. It sits right next to the heat.”Reed took the glass from her and set it on the floor. He turned her face toward him with two fingers under her chin.“Then show me what you came here to face.”She kissed him first. Slow. Then deeper. Reed’s hand slid up her bare thigh and between

Lily-Rose sat on the edge of the main bed with her hands on her knees.The clean clothes felt strange on her skin. Under them her body still carried the three days—sore, open, marked in ways no one could see but her. She had washed, but the stretch stayed. The heat stayed. The memory of Reed’s cock stayed.One hour.She stared at the floor and turned the truth over in her mind the same way she had for three days. The pull was real. She had opened for him again and again. She had come on him. She had asked for more. That part was done and spoken.Jimmy’s line was also real.If she opened for Reed, something broke for good.She had opened.The break was already moving.Outside the bedroom door the house stayed quiet. She could hear low voices in the kitchen once, then nothing. Reed was still here. Jax was still here. Jimmy was still here. All of them waiting for the clean words she had promised.She stood up when the hour felt full. Her legs were steady. She walked out of the bedroom an

Lily-Rose woke alone on her side of the bed.The other side stayed empty and smooth. She sat up slow. The leftover stretch from the three days still sat deep when she moved her legs. She pushed it aside, dressed, and walked to the kitchen.Jimmy was already there. Coffee sat on the counter. He poured a cup but did not offer her one. He drank standing up, eyes on the window.Lily-Rose took a glass of water instead.“You’re up early.”“Spare room is quiet,” he said. “Makes it easy.”She waited. He did not say more. The new rules sat between them without needing extra words. Main bed not automatic. Spare room his. Plain ask if she wanted him.Jax came in from the front room a few minutes later. He stopped when he saw them both, then moved to the counter and poured coffee for himself. The three of them shared the kitchen the same way they used to, but the air felt thinner.Jimmy finished his cup and set it down.“North line needs work after the wind.”He walked out the back door without l

Lily-Rose woke with her hand already between her legs.The dark room held the same quiet as the night before. Jimmy’s door stayed shut. Jax was on the couch. No one moved in the hallway.Her cunt was slick again. The leftover shape of Reed’s cock sat deep inside her like it had never left. She pushed two fingers in and felt how open she still was. A soft wet sound rose under the sheet. She bit her lip and kept going.She remembered the cabin bed. Reed holding her hips and driving in slow so she felt every thick inch. The way he made her look at him while he fucked her. The heavy pulses of cum he left inside her. Her free hand pinched her nipple hard through the thin shirt. Heat built fast and low.Lily-Rose turned her face into the pillow and rubbed her clit in tight circles while her fingers stayed buried. The wetness coated her hand. She fucked herself harder, chasing the stretch that was no longer only memory. Her hips rolled. A broken sound slipped out before she could stop it.Sh