The Diception

I tied my robe before chasing after Reign. I ran down several empty halls feebly to find him, only to collide with something.

"Ugh!" I grunted while stumbling back.

I opened my eyes to see Eve lying there. That bitch that took my son from me. What I wouldn't give to repeatedly slam her head into the ground over and over again.

"Idiot! Watch where you're going!-"

"Watch your mouth, bitch," I sneered.

She looked up to realize I was standing over her. She scoffed before stumbling upright and attempting to gather herself. 

"Oh, it's you," she snarled, "Thought you ran off. Disappearing and taking a chunk of my money with you."

I pressed my tongue to my cheek, "You've seen me. Don't be coy. I'm going to be your mother, after all."

Her face turned as pale as a ghost, "You're lying."

"No, I'm not," I maniacally cackled, "If not your father, then maybe I'll take it, Deacon. Perhaps Dimitri, no, wait."

I hiked to Eve, encouraging her, "Maybe I'll Reign."

Rage bellowed behind her eyes as she shoved me back. I lunged at her, latching onto her throat with both of my hands, slamming her back into the wall over and over again. With a primal roar, I threw her across the hall, watching her tumble into a hurting heap.

"You stupid bitch," I hissed, "Don't you know better by now?"

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a heavy chuckle, "You think he won't kill you if you upset him? What do you think happened to my mother?!"

"What's going on here?" Dimitri's voice came from behind me.

"This bitch just attacked me!" Eve exaggerated. 

"Please," I cunningly replied, walking past Dimitri and down the opposite hall.

I made it nearly to the first floor when a warm, familiar hand interlaced with my fingers. I turned and couldn't help but smile.

"Dimitri," I whispered.

He pinned me against the wall with a passionate kiss, pressing his hot body into mine with intent. A moan erupted from my throat as I eagerly wrapped my legs around his waist. I arched my back as his hands cupped my ass, spreading apart my cheeks. The tip of his erection pressed against the opening of my sex.

"Ugh! Please," I whispered.

"Please, what?" Dimitri taunted.

"Oh, sorry," a voice beside us broke our kiss.

I veered to the right to reveal Reign standing there. He looked jealous and angry.

"Sorry," I gasped while pushing back from Dimitri's grasp.

"Nah, it's okay; I mean, I just walked in on my father and mother fucking. Now he's fucking you," Reign jarred.

 "Reign, you know I love your mother-"

 "No, you don't," Reign interrupted, "I understand why, though; she's just like Grandpa."

 A flash of hurt danced across Dimitri's face before he walked away from the both of us. I could see the frustration on his face from what he had seen moments ago.

 "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to see that," I apologized. I came across your mother and got angry, and your father interrupted. I didn't know how to feel or react to how angry I was and still am."

 I folded my arms over my chest while tapping my foot on the ground. I don't know why I felt obligated to confess that to him, but something about his appearance made me feel guilty. 

 "I didn't ask," he cooly brushed off.

 "Great," I huffed, purposefully brushing my body against his while sauntering by.

 He took the bait. His hand seized me and pushed me against the wall the Dimtri had moments earlier and kissed me the same. It's strange how this is turning me on so much. What is wrong with me? He knelt and slid a finger inside of my wet opening.

 "You were about to give this to him, but he didn't get to have a taste, did he?" Reign asked.

 "No," I rasped, "You showed up."

 "Good," he growled, pressing his face into my sex.

 His tongue licked relentlessly over my clit as a loud moan erupted from my throat once more.

 "Shhh," he hushed, "We wouldn't want to get caught."

 I bit my finger as his tongue flicked over my sex once more. The spot he was hitting with his fingers felt so good. A delicious pressure that I couldn't bear for much longer. I wrapped my leg around his neck, pulling him in closer to hit that swollen spit over and over again.

 "Please," I begged.

 His fingers slid two fingers inside and pounded hard as I came, trembling against his face, my knee-weakening.

 "Fuck," I choked.

 Reign arose to his feet, looking down at me with a victorious glimmer in his eyes. "I should have done that from the start."

 I leaned in to kiss him, but he backed away.

 "Where do you think you're going?" I pressed.

 "I'm going on a business trip with Zeus," he answered. He wanted to see me and prep before we headed out."

 "Oh, okay," I sighed, "When will you be back?"

 He cocked a brow with a cocky grin, "Are you going to miss me?"

 "No!" I huffed, rolling my eyes before turning to walk down the stairs. "Oh, Hi, Deacon."