Chapter 150: The Devastated Nadia!

Chapter 150: The Devastated Nadia!

At this very moment, I feel this is the most awkward thing I have ever experienced. I am laying in bed with my twins, Nichole and Nadia, balancing the newly delivered play-script for the short-version movie against my knees while Nadia actively gives me a blowjob, her face buried in the blankets as warm tears fall steadily from her sad eyes.

Slurp, pop, suck.

Nichole is reading a heavy law book right beside me, her back propped comfortably against the wooden headboard as she glances down at her younger twin in pure amusement. "You warned her that intercourse could stop in the last month, and she ignored you," Nichole says to me, casually turning a crisp page of her book to keep up with her studies. "Her excessive sex-drive has not diminished either. Hey sister, stop crying, you are making Rick feel funny."

Nadia pops my dick out of her mouth with a wet click but does not let go of the base, grumbling up at Nichole in complete sadness. "Nicky, it is not fair! I wanted to have sex in the new Durango! Now I have to wait for two whole months! It is not fair, sniff, sniff."

The moment she finishes complaining, she aggressively puts me right back into her mouth with a heavy, tearful pout. I keep my mouth shut and stay still, because treating her like this is exactly like giving a frustrated baby a pacifier to calm them down.

I have already been emptied by her so much today that I am only sitting at a lukewarm half-mast. The overall sensation has officially gone from feeling absolutely amazing to just plain uncomfortable, leaving me to read through the dialogue lines while she stubbornly sucks all night.

I reach down and stroke her messy black hair, attempting to smooth down the stray strands to comfort her. "Nadia dear, I promise I will not have sex in the SUV. I will save it for when you are ready, so please don't be sad anymore, okay?"

Nadia hears my spoken promise, but the reassurance does not seem to help much as she lets out a muffled, defiant humph around my length. She only closes her eyes tighter, completely ignoring my comfort as she keeps sucking with a stubborn, desperate intensity.

I really hope she calls it quits soon or my skin is going to get rubbed raw. My Medicine Advanced skill is already flashing a warning in the back of my mind, letting me know the exact physical limits of my body and that I should definitely stop her in a little bit for safety.

Nichole comically uses the massive slope of her pregnant belly to prop up her heavy legal textbook, looking over at my loose script pages with a critical eye. "So how does the play differ from that stupid movie?"

When I previously made the twins watch the feature film, Nadia absolutely loved the romance, but Nichole told me she felt like she had wasted two hours of her life. She had ranted for an hour that Lilith was an idiot woman who completely failed to take proper advantage of the situation. Nichole said she might have actually respected the film if Lilith had just knocked Kris out cold, dragged him away to a secluded spot, and forcefully made him hers.

I turn the page of the script, summarizing the structural changes while adjusting my weight against the soft pillows. "Well, half of the film's content is cut out for one. Then some of the lines are condensed or changed a bit from the original film to make the flow completely different on stage. Another change is Lilith herself. In the movie, she was not as broken up about Kris's death, but in the play, she cries more than a single tear. That must be because of the next movie's upcoming plot. My guess is Lilith and Kris are more involved, probably creating a three-way love rivalry."

Nichole points at the script paper in pure disgust, complaining loudly as she shifts her weight on the creaking mattress. "That is exactly why I won't like the next film. Well, I will watch it if you are in it, but this Lilith and Luna should just share him instead of fighting like stupid women. If I thought I could get away with it, I would not even share you with my sister. But I know I have to share to keep you. See? The movie plot is just stupid."

Nichole is a deeply selfish and pragmatic woman, but she is also incredibly smart and calculating. She really would monopolize me inside a locked cage if she thought I wouldn't hate her for it. That possessive nature was the exact reason she made Nadia go second during our very first time together, wanting to own that specific piece of my heart over all other women.

Nadia hears the blunt words through the heavy blankets and takes a brief moment to break away from me entirely to scold her older twin. "That is not a nice sister!"

The moment the loud complaint leaves her lips, she ducks right back down to her blowjob without waiting around for a proper reply.

Nichole points the pen she is taking notes with directly at Nadia's head, rolling her eyes at the quick interruption before sighing softly. "Says the woman who won't share her lollipop. Sigh."

After some time, Nadia's jaw finally goes completely numb from the effort, and the three of us drift off to sleep as I rub their bellies. We spent a little time talking about potential baby names, but that is a discussion for later.

On Tuesday, right after my long night with the twins, Mercy is not able to empty me due to her own exhaustion, so we only hold each other with deep care. Sadly, this dry spell will continue into the next day, entirely unknown to both of us.

The rest of my day goes by mostly peacefully, filled with our normal morning banter at the house and on our way to the university.

The twins and Mary all have scheduled check-ups today, meaning they will be out for the afternoon with Zoe protecting them on the drive.

Jenifer has made a full recovery from her ordeal, and she is practically glowing with a slight smile playing on her lips, looking as though something wonderful has just taken place in her life.

After sharing a quick lunch with Victoria, Linda, Tina, and Jenifer, I make my way over to the Drama Club...

Teacher June Song catches my eye from across the room and immediately waves me over for a private chat before I can even take a seat. "Well Rick, you had a chance to read over the script. What are your thoughts?"

I keep my answer simple for her, explaining my thoughts clearly while setting my heavy bag down onto the floor. "Well, I memorized it already, and I feel it is alright for a stage production. It is a bit unfair to compare it to a big movie with special effects. As far as my own role goes, I would be good at playing Howard Dong and a few of the side cast, like the old man giving Luna love advice in the park. The current protagonist and antagonist choices are the best call for the stage play."

Teacher June Song blinks in utter surprise, asking again to confirm as she checks her clipboard to see if I am joking. "Really?! You memorized the entire thing already? If you really did that, then you are acting on a professional level, Rick."

I offer a casual shrug, leaning back against the wooden edge of the stage to get comfortable. "Well, growing up in a tight spot, I needed to act a certain way to survive, so I had a lot of early practice."

Remembering the staging details, I lean forward to explain my ideas for the physical choreography. "Logan and I can also do a lot of physical action and comedy for the performance. Like the scene where Luna throws Howard over her shoulder. I can actually make it look like she possesses super-strength for the toss by leaping into an acrobatic tumble the moment she grabs me."

Teacher June Song smiles warmly at the suggestion, nodding her head in approval of my physical readiness. "Since you already know the script, I will use you and the two main actresses for some line-testing today. It will let the other students know what to shoot for. Is that fine with you?"

I give her a quick nod to show I am ready to perform. "Not an issue for me at all."

Sitting down next to Kate on the auditorium bench, she looks over at me with deep interest, her eyes locked onto mine as she tries to read my expression. "Did you read it all? What will your main role be?"

I take out my copy of the pages, flipping through them to point directly at the character names. "All of it. My main role is going to be Howard, and you get to toss me across the stage. How does that sound?"

Kate smells incredible as she leans closer to me, huffing softly in disapproval of the casting choices. "I think that role is absolutely terrible for you. You and I both know that Kris is the best fit for you."

I nudge her side with my elbow to tease her, successfully breaking her serious focus. "You and I both know I don't have the flawless looks to play Kris. In the movie, he was even more handsome than Sam Sun. Just because I can do a better job with the acting delivery does not mean it is the right role for the eyes. It would be like putting a man to play Luna just because he was a better actor than you. It just would not work without the right visual look."

I feel a sharp pinch on my side from a frowning Kate, who glares at me in deep displeasure at my self-deprecation. "You are not bad looking at all! You have a real man's look. Exactly what a fighter or an action star should have. So I want you to get the main role in the next movie, or I won't be your friend anymore."

I look at her like she is being completely dumb, giving her my normal blank stare to see if she is actually serious. "Would a real friend actually say that?"

She nods her head with absolute confidence, crossing her arms over her chest to seal the threat. "Yes! Especially when the friend is being a total lazy-butt. You have to do this for me, Rick. I have dreamed of making a movie with you for the longest time."

I tilt my head, genuinely curious about her sudden obsession with the idea. "Why?"

Kate's expression softens as she looks down at her hands, her voice dropping to a much softer register as she shares her feelings. "Why did Luna dream of Kris for two hundred years before he was even born? I have dreamed of making movies with you ever since the day I saw you act up in that tree. I am exactly who am today because of that moment, Rick."

I rub my forehead, laughing out loud at the memory of how chaotic that day actually was. "You do realize I was only ten years old and completely full of shit, just trying to keep from being frightened out of my mind, right? I was no professional actor or stuntman. Fuck, I was honestly surprised I didn't fall and die."

She offers me a warm, beautiful smile, her red eyes shining with nostalgia as she looks back up at me. "Rick, that is exactly what all actors do. They are just full of shit, pretending to be someone they are not. So without even trying, you convinced me you were a real action hero. That was true acting."

I lean back in my seat, turning the conversation to her own career choices. "Then why go into singing instead?"

She lets out a heavy sigh, explaining the reality of her career while looking out over the empty stage. "It was due to Sam Sun having his mother try and force me to act alongside him, just like I am forced to do the Entertainment Tonight show right now. He has tried to make me his girlfriend for a long time, and I keep avoiding him. He and I do not get along at all. So I decided to sing a few songs and go on tour just to get away from the Sun family's constant harassment. I did enjoy the singing, but acting is my true passion."

I nod along to her explanation, having already understood that reality from gathering information about her situation through my own channels. Our conversation is suddenly interrupted by Teacher June Song clapping her hands together sharply, successfully getting everyone's attention in the auditorium.

"Alright, I expect the movie watchers at least did that part of your homework, and don't worry if you have not fully read the script, just be done with it by next Monday where we will start to seriously practice," Teacher June Song claps her hands together to get our focus. "Sam, Ana, Rick, and Kate, come on up and let's do some test-lines together."

Sam feels great until he hears my name, but he quickly forces a fake smile onto his face anyway. We all make our way up onto the stage, our shoes tapping against the polished wood as the teacher addresses the group of us.

"Alright, everyone turn to the script's page 150, and we will begin in the basement portion," Teacher June Song says, tapping her clipboard to emphasize the scene.

While everyone else in the class is flipping through their physical pages, I lean in close to Kate to whisper some quick stunt coordination. "To protect your hands and fingers on the throw, I want you to grab right here. Don't actually try lifting me, just follow along with my physical motions, and when I go over your shoulder, make sure your fingers let go completely or you can get seriously hurt. I will actually be flipping over your side and shoulder to make it look like a real Vampire toss. Do you understand, Kate?"

Kate gives me a reassuring nod, her eyes shining with excitement as she adjusts her footing. "I get it, I am just looking like I am tossing a balloon or something, so it looks like super strength, got it!"

Teacher June Song puts two plastic chairs side by side and has Ana lay flat across them to simulate a resting place inside a coffin. Then she points down to show the specific floor marks meant for Sam and myself. Once we are standing in position, Kate steps off to the right side, waiting quietly for her cue.

"When it is time to get pushed into the coffin, just lay on the floor next to Ana to simulate you being inside," Teacher June Song says to Sam, adjusting her reading glasses.

I think Sam was genuinely hoping to lay right next to her, what a absolute loser. June Song then steps over to the edge of the stage curtains and gives us the direct signal to start the scene.

Despite having read the script before any of us, Sam still holds onto his physical copy, glancing down at the paper as I deliver my lines. I know for a fact he is just waiting for me to mess up a single word so he can try to embarrass me in front of the class, but it is too bad for Sunny-boy.

When we get to the specific dramatic part right before the coffin opening, his character is supposed to try breaking my mind-control.

Slap!

After he shakes my shoulders, the little bastard fucking slaps my face to mimic trying to break Howard's spell. I see the smug smile on his lips that he is actively trying to hide from the teacher, but I continue to stay completely vacant, keeping my character's empty expression clear.

After we progress to the part where I am supposed to shove him away, I may have pushed him back into his designated spot a bit harder than necessary.

The comical conversation of the scene is done by us smacking the stage floor to mimic the heavy coffin locking sounds. Then Kate joins the action flawlessly while I, acting as Howard, try to physically stop her character.

After I deliver my final defensive line, Kate executes the exact grip I told her to use. I lower myself toward the ground and perform a hard forward leaping tumble, making it seem like I was violently thrown through the air, which immediately impresses many of the students watching in the crowd. I just lay there flat on my back for the rest of the scene while Kate forcefully drags Sam to the side, acting as if she has left the basement completely.

Ana then lets out her dramatic yell and delivers her villainous evil-monologue speech before Teacher June Song calls out a clean cut.

As the four of us come back together in the center of the stage, I step directly up to Sam, looking him dead in the eye. "It was not in the script, so as your official understudy, let me see if I am doing this right?!"

SLAP!

My right hand, backed by my Grandmaster martial arts skill, arcs through the air way too fast for anyone but Logan to see it clearly. Sam almost falls flat onto his ass from the force, a bright red mark immediately growing across his left cheek. He grabs his face in shock, tears welling up in his eyes as he points a trembling finger at me.

"AH~! Teacher, he hit me?!" Sam shrieks, his voice cracking in front of the whole class.

I look over at him with total innocence. "Wait?! Then why did you hit me first?"

Teacher June Song is definitely not an idiot, and she looks at Sam with a severe expression. "Sam Sun, nowhere in the script did it say to hit Rick, so if you want to make a massive fuss about it, then both of you can go straight to the corrective office right now and get punished for mutual assault. Try not to pull those kinds of silly tricks again in my theater, and this goes for everyone here. If you sexually harass another student without explicit consent and the script calling for it, then you have failed from this course entirely, understand? You are adults, so start acting like it."

Sam holds his face in agonizing pain, his eyes darting toward Ana as a desperate thought crosses his mind. He thinks he can somehow get her to help him get me kicked out of the Drama Club, which is just a pathetic variant of his usual trashy plans. Then Sam suddenly notices something terrible as he tastes copper.

"Fuck, I have a loose tooth!" Sam panics, dropping his script. "Teacher, I need to leave right now for a dentist!"

Teacher June Song waves her hand dismissively toward the exit. "Go."

After Sam runs out of the auditorium pulling his things along, Teacher June Song raises her voice so everyone can hear her clearly. "Is his mother a dentist?"

This sudden joke gets a whole lot of loud laughs from the seating area. You have to remember the Songs and the Suns do not get along at all, so this kind of casual mocking is completely normal here.

Then the teacher turns her attention right back to me, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Since our main Kris is gone, take over the role and be Kris for this next reading. Everyone turn to page 69, scene 7!"

And with that, the three of us demonstrate some high-quality line-reading to the rest of the class, letting them know exactly what level of emotional delivery they need to practice on...

After school lets out, I make my way straight back home and immediately head into my computer-room to work after saying a quick hello to everyone downstairs.

My university girls are all scattered around the house doing their afternoon homework, while Mary and Hana are sitting comfortably on the couch watching soap operas with Mercy. Victoria is currently over at the Velvet Tower handling her high-level corporate work, meaning she will be coming home late tonight due to a major board meeting.

Kim is joining the household for dinner tonight, which has been happening a lot more lately. I have this lingering feeling that my wives and she are secretly talking about her moving into the house permanently, but I have not asked them directly. I will be told the exact moment everyone has come to a collective decision, and on a side note, as my official fiancée, she has now been added into my wives' Harem-Chat.

Over the dinner table, we all discuss our upcoming plans for Lovers Day, which is coming up in about a week or so. I decide on taking Victoria's initial suggestion, meaning the entire family will go out to the Velvet lounge again so we can celebrate together as a whole. She mentions that she will have Kate perform a private concert for the lovers on that Friday night while we all celebrate the holiday.

The secondary reason that Vicky explicitly wants me present at the venue is that Valentine is activating live on the main network that night, and she wants me close by in case Lucy needs immediate coding support in her network center.

After dinner wraps up, I gently tuck in my pregnant wives for the night, then head down the hallway toward my designated Tuesday night bedroom.

The moment I step across the threshold into Mei's bedroom, I freeze completely in place.

Laying on one side of the bed is Mei, wearing a white-silk bra and panty set, while on the exact opposite side is Jenifer, wearing a matching black-silk bra and panty set.

Both women, seeing my completely stupefied expression, speak in perfect synchronization with bright smiles on their faces.

""Good evening Master~!""

I smile warmly at the immense effort the two women are putting out just to make my heart happy, stepping closer to the mattress. "Seeing the two of you get along like this makes me more happy than what we are about to do. I love you both, now please be gentle!"

Thankfully I took a hot shower before coming down the hall, so I leap right into the middle of the mattress and hold them both tight against me.

I will always remember my third threesome.