All Chapters of My Husband Shared Me:A New Year's Filthy Threesome: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Sienna kept her thigh between Lily-Rose’s legs and did not give her room to think.“Hale named you,” Sienna said against her throat. “That does not mean they get you tonight.”Lily-Rose’s hands were on Sienna’s shoulders. Her hips had already started moving. The wall was hard against her back. The words from the road were still in her head. You claimed her in front of two houses. That made her part of the price too.“They want me,” Lily-Rose said.“They want the debt I made.” Sienna bit her once, not soft. “Tonight I want this.”She pushed her thigh up. Lily-Rose gasped. Wet heat soaked through the thin layer between them. Reed stood by the table and watched. Cole stayed near the window, but his eyes were on the two women, not the road.Sienna kissed Lily-Rose’s mouth, then her jaw, then the place under her ear.“You don’t trust me the same. Good. Stay angry. Stay wet. Open your legs.”Lily-Rose did. Pride and want fought in her face. Want won. Sienna’s hand slid down the front of her

Nobody slept much.Reed packed what little they still had. Cole checked the truck twice. Sienna kept Lily-Rose close on the bed, not in the middle of a speech, in the body. Her hand stayed on Lily-Rose’s hip like the decision was already wearing skin.Lily-Rose stared at the dark window.“He gave them my name before I even saw their faces.”“Yes,” Sienna said.“That makes me sick.”“It should.” Sienna’s mouth touched her shoulder. “It should also make you careful. Hale does not take a name for decoration. They take it to use.”Lily-Rose turned to her. The jealousy was still there. So was the want. Under both sat a harder thing now — she wanted Sienna, and she wanted Jimmy to see that his trick did not put her on her knees for him.“Cole comes with us,” Lily-Rose said.“Yes.”“Reed stays.”“Until the cabin is shut. Then he follows if the road lets him.”Reed heard it from the table and did not argue. His voice was low.“I’ll strip what can be used. If Jimmy comes back here looking for

Lily-Rose stopped so hard that Cole almost walked into her.Jax stood in the Hale hallway like he had been waiting for the door to open. Same mouth. Same eyes. Not the same place she last left him. He was clean, still, and inside a house that should not have known his face this well.Sienna felt Lily-Rose freeze and tightened her hold on her wrist.“You know him.”“Yes.”Jax looked at Lily-Rose first. Not at Sienna. Not at Cole.“You walked.”Lily-Rose’s throat went dry.“You were with Jimmy.”“I was,” Jax said. “Then Hale paid better attention than he did.”The older woman from the porch came in behind them and shut the front door.“Don’t start the old story in my hall. Take it to the room on the left. No shouting. No hands. Not yet.”Sienna did not move.“He doesn’t get a private minute with her.”The woman looked at Sienna the way a person looks at someone who used to belong here.“He gets what Hale already gave him. A place in this house. A job. A mouth that already told us who sh

Lily-Rose heard Sienna before she saw her.Not a word.A breath. Cut short.She stopped at the half-open door with her hand on the frame. Mara’s rule sat in her mouth: don’t call her name. Walk in. Sit where you are told.The room was larger than the last one. Long table. Two chairs pulled out. A window with the curtain half drawn. Sienna sat in the far chair with her back straight and her wrists on the table, not tied, but placed. Like someone had told her where her hands were allowed to rest.A man stood behind her. Not Jimmy. Not Jax. Older. Quiet. One hand near Sienna’s shoulder, not touching it.Sienna’s eyes found Lily-Rose at once.The look was a warning and a claim in the same second.Don’t run.Don’t speak first.Don’t make this look weak.Lily-Rose walked in.Mara closed the door behind her. The click was small and final.“Sit,” Mara said.Lily-Rose sat in the empty chair. The table was the only thing between her and Sienna. Close enough to see the pulse in Sienna’s throat.

Lily-Rose woke on the floor with her back still against the door.Her body was sore in a small, mean way. Not from being taken. From being left wanting. The west room was grey. Someone was already moving in the hall.A knock came. Not Sienna’s two knocks. One hard knock.“Downstairs,” Mara said through the wood. “Wash. Eat. Then the table. Both of you.”Lily-Rose stood, washed with the cold water in the basin, and pulled her clothes straight. She did not look soft. She did not look slept.Cole was at the bottom of the stairs. His eyes checked her face first, then her hands, like he needed to know she was still herself.“You held,” he said.“I shut the door.”“That’s holding.”Sienna came down from the east side a minute later. They saw each other in the open hall and did not touch. The air between them went tight anyway. Lily-Rose’s mouth remembered the crack in the door. Sienna’s eyes said she remembered it too.Mara watched that look and seemed pleased in a cold way.“Good. Hunger s