THE FIRST HARMONY 18+

11, Three Days

NADIA

Three days.. That's it. Just three until I'm 18. An adult here in America. I can't wait. Mainly because I want those two big cocks stuffed inside me, and many other reasons. 5 nights in a row now I've fallen asleep on the damn couch watching Netflix. It's probably why my neck is killing me so bad.

"Nadia? Did you fall asleep on the damn couch again?" I look up at Cecily with the worst eye bags ever. "Apparently." "You really need to start sleeping in your own bed." "But it smells so much like dad in here Cec." I whine.

"I know it does honey." She sighs sitting next to me. "I can't believe you're pregnant." She whispers. "Me either. I didn't ever think this would happen." Grim comes wobbling in from upstairs, jumping up into the couch into my lap.

Artem and Ivan have been in their rooms for five days straight. It's like they're in rut or something. "Go get them it's time for lunch." "Okay." I make my way upstairs halting when I came to their door. Moans, from Ivan and Artem aren't the only ones I hear. "Fuck baby Faster." "Dammit Martha." Artem growls, then I hear their skin slapping against each other's.

The tears spilled out like a ocean, I press my hand to the door with a anger coming over me. Fucking bitch. I storm away from the door to my room, balling my eyes out slamming my door shut and locking it. I collapse on my bed sobbing. A few minutes later- about 10, I hear soft knocks at the door.

"Nadia?" Ivan's voice sounded worried, hurt, angry, sad, upset. It sounded like a million thoughts are going through his head. "Go away." "Nadia open the door-" "Please? Go away. Please." "We're talking about this right now." "No we are not." "How much did you hear?" "I heard enough." "C'mon Nadia. Let us in." "Now Nadia. I'm not fucking asking."

I fly up, growling loudly making sure they heard me. "Don't you dare fucking touch me or even look at me." I twist the knob opening the door and laying back in bed. I feel the bed dip, two bodies sitting on either side of me.

"She threw herself at us." "That's not an excuse." "If you knew what she threatened us with you would be apologizing to us Nadia." "Then I don't want to know." "It involves the baby and you." "I want to know."

"She said if we didn't screw her she'd get a lawyer and sue us for raping you and getting you pregnant with your baby. She also said if we didn't screw her that she'd make you get a abortion or she'd poison you to do it the old fashioned way."

I look at Artem, that changes everything. "I-.. I'm sorry." He chuckles and kisses my forehead. "You didn't know." Ivan wraps his arms around my waist. "Now stop crying angel. I don't like seeing you cry." I sniff my tears away and look behind me at Ivan.

"You'll like seeing me cry when I'm crying because It's too big." I wink sniffing my tears away with a small smirk fading across my lips. Ivan's hand wraps around my neck swinging me over him and onto my back, he hovers above me with a sinister smile.

Uh oh Nadia.. you did done fucked up babygirl. "If you keep trying to be so fucking dominant with me I might as well just take what's mine right here right now. Fuck until you're legal. Got it?" I lick my lips, something comes over me. The devil came over, shaking my head no.

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"I'm giving you one last chance little one. Stop it and shut the fuck up, or you get both of us. At the same time. And we won't be so gentle. Keep in mind we're thick, hard as steel, and fucking huge Nadia. You'll want us to be gentle at first. Trust me." His words only gave me the courage to keep teasing him, to dig myself into a damn pit. No longer a hole, A FULL ON PIT.

"I think I can handle two big cocks, dickhead. I've handled much bigger.. if you know what I mean." I wink. What has gotten into me? I'll tell you what did! A damn demon did!

"Nadia. Shut. The. Living. Fuck. Up." Artem hisses. But I kept going, you know me, just over here begging to be punished and fucked. I shrug my shoulders at Artem. "He won't do shit. You're nothing but a pussy." "How am I a fucking pussy again?" Oh here we go.

"Because you're scared if you fuck me before I'm an adult you'll be in prison, jail, whatever they call it here in America. You're a pussy because you're brother has bigger balls then you and is actually nice. You're a rude fucking bastard because you're hiding your little depressed self underneath the self conscious little girl banging on your closet door begging to come out." I inhale a sharp breath.

"Ever thought of seeing a therapist? Hm? You're in all ways possible fucked up Ivan." I spit out, venom lacing my words as I spoke. "Just because we didn't get off on a good start you have to insult me? Who's the pussy now Nadia?" "What's another word for pussy Ivan?" "I don't know. Cunt?" "You basically just called me a cunt." "Those words never came out of my mouth." "And yet it sounded clearly like it."

I spit out, unhooking myself from his arms and legs pinning me down on the bed. I make my way to the door turning around instantly, walking back to the bed and straddling him. "Sorry.." I whisper. Burying my head in Ivan's neck. His hands rest on my butt cheeks, holding me on top of him.

"You'll make it up to me babygirl.. eventually."

IVAN

I feel a bit salty tear fall onto my neck, she's not crying is she? "Baby?" "Mhm...?" "Why're you crying?" She shrugs and sighs. "I'm having mood swings. One minute I'm fine then the next I'm getting sick, then the next I'm in a pissy mood then the next I want hugs and I want to cuddle then the fucking next I'm a bitch again."

"You're not a bitch." "I feel like one." "Well sweetheart. You feel wrong." She chuckles. "Ivan?" "Hmm?" "Two more days." She whispers, kissing my neck. "Mhmm.." I hum allowing her to be dominant with me for once. "Mm baby that's enough you're gonna leave a-" "That's the point daddy."

A few minutes later she leaves my neck alone. I lean up looking in the mirror only to find a huge bruise looking mark. "Baby." I lick my lips. "What? I only marked what's mine." She smirks again getting up off the bed and walking towards the door. "Where are you going?" "To the kitchen. I want pickles." "Pickles?" "Yes. Do you want some?" "No thanks." "Okay. Do you want anything while I'm up?" "No baby. We're good." "Okay."

She makes her way out of the room, wobbling downstairs. Her little wobble is so cute. And hell this woman does not look like how old she is. She looks like she's in her late 20's. I don't understand how she's underage.

"Just three more days Ivan." "Mhm.. Too long still." "Right. We'll get her though. Fuck her nice and rough," "Show her who's the fucking bosses around here." I growl, palming my bulge gently wishing it was her hand.

Just three more days baby.

Then you're ours.

Forever