Tanya's eyes widened in shock, "What?!"
"Something's not right," I commented.
We both stood in confusion and silence. What the Hell did we witness?
"Who could be so desperate to fuck their Uncle to get what they want?" Tanya said.
"Not just that, who are they talking about killing?" I added.
"He mentioned a little bitch," Tanya hinted, "Could they be talking about you?"
I felt my heart quicken within my chest as an anxious feeling arose. I opened one of the bottles of champagne and began to chug it down.
"Wow, his room is magnificent," Tanya hushed.
I opened my eyes to a beautiful sight. It was grand; the ceilings stretched so high you'd need a crane lift to reach the top of the curtains to clean. It was larger than any two-story house; you could quickly put up walls and turn his bedroom into three massive separate ones. The furniture was dark brown and made of real wood. I graced my fingers along the smooth finish of the four-poster bed frame in awe of its craftsmanship.
"Wow," I whispered.
"This is your room now!" Tanya nudged.
We sat on the black velvet bench at the end of the bed and drank from our champagne bottles.
"Why would she want you dead?" Tanya asked.
"I don't know. It could be many things," I replied, "I did marry Eve's Dad. Everything she thought would be hers is now mine. All of it. She'll be left with nothing; I'll be sure of it. She more than likely knows this as well, which could be why she wants me dead."
Tanya shook her head once more, "Caddy bitch."
We both broke out in laughter.
"There's my beautiful wife!" Zeus's voice echoed from behind us.
We both turned to see him drunkenly standing there, his shirt disheveled from his pants and carrying in hand a crystal bottle of whiskey.
"We've been waiting for you!" I diverted.
"Are you sure, Ivy?" Zeus asked.
Zeus walked over to us. A concerned look overtook his expression.
"Sure about what?" I nervously questioned.
"About the three of us tonight?" he clarified.
My mouth opened, but no words came out. I looked over at Tanya for an answer. She agreed to do it for me, but I was hoping she would decline the offer so I could be with her on my wedding night.
"Of course!" Tanya approached Zeus with open arms.
Tanya threw herself around Zeus, embracing him in a passionate kiss. They became so engrossed in one another that I was in awe. Their movement in one another's arms, as if dancing suggested they'd done this before.
Time went on, and they started fucking one another in front of me, unaware I wasn't involved. I was so uninvolved that I could quickly walk out of the room and down to my old one. I didn't want to be bothered. After hearing what Eve and Deacon said, I wasn't sure how I felt. I didn't know if I was scared, nervous, or angry.
"Ivy!" I stopped to see Reign standing there in front of the raging fireplace.
"What are you doing in here, Reign?' I asked.
"I thought you were living in Zeus's room now," Reign said.
"That doesn't answer my question," I giggled while taking a slug of champagne.
"I figured since you were staying with him, I would stay here from now on," he explained.
"Why?" I asked.
"I-I like it here," he stammered.
"Really? Guess we think alike," I mumbled.
"How come you're not with him?" he questioned.
I looked Reign in the eye and sighed, "I didn't want to be with him, so Tanya helped me get away."
"But, he's your husband," he reminded.
"Yes, I know, it doesn't mean I love him."
"Then why marry him at all."
"I've been asking myself that question repeatedly for such a long time."
"What do you mean?"
"Even when I left for California, he managed to get me back here. He always shows up no matter how far I run."
I stumbled to the bed while chugging down more champagne. Reign ran up and caught me before I slid off. As I looked into his smoldering, intense eyes, he quickly carried me in his arms.
Without thought, I pressed my lips to his, locking my fingers through his thick, luscious hair. Within moments, he managed to remove my wedding dress, shove me onto the bed, flip me over, and then begin eating me out. I ripped at the bedsheets, pushing my face into the pillow, moaning and crying out in pleasure. His hot tongue felt delicious, flicking over my wet opening.
"You're perfect," Reign uttered before slamming his hot cock inside of me.
The spot he pounded within made me squirm with pleasure. I clawed and ripped at the flesh on his, unable to do anything but take him. With a familiar rhythm, I felt his body shudder inside of me. His eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of kindness and regret.
"You should have been mine," he whispered.
Before I could respond, his lips were on mine, and I felt his cock grow hard once more.
"Don't worry, I'll be sure you have a wedding night you'll never forget."