Fallen 169

CHAPTER 0169 

Meadow’s POV: 

I tried to stand but my legs were too unsteady, shaking from the tension and the electricity in the room. Alaric saw me stumble and caught me before I could fall, lifting me into his lap in such an effortless manner. 

His cock was pressed right at my entrance, but he didn’t slide in. Not yet. 

Instead, he wrapped one arm around my waist, the other around my throat as he jammed his lips against mine, claiming them in a kiss so hard and sensual, my toes curled. I moaned into his mouth, and just as I was about to deepen the kiss, he pulled back. 

Alaric’s grip tightened around the back of my neck slightly and a gasp escaped my throat. He was looking at me like he couldn’t wait to ravage me, but I could also catch a glimpse of patience in his eyes. 

As if he had all the time in the world to deal with me however he wanted. 

“Beg,” he rasped, gaze falling to my parted lips. “Beg for what you want.” 

My vision blurred with lust. God… this was so undeniably sexy. At this rate, I was going to cum from his words alone. 

Not that Alaric would even let me, though. 

My chest heaved as I breathed, trying to organize the words in my mind. And then, I finally spoke: 

“Can I… Can I please ride your cock, daddy?” 

I made sure to keep my voice soft and seductive. Alaric responded so fucking well to it. His gaze darkened even more and he squeezed my waist. 

I swallowed, starting to look away but he shook his head. 

“Look at me,” he demanded. 

I did. 

“No more games. No more trying to make me jealous. The next time you pull some shit like that, your punishment will be much worse than this. Do you understand?” 

I nodded, chewing on my bottom lip. 

“Use your words, Meadow.” 

“I understand.” 

“You are my wife. Mine!” he growled. “And I’ll be damned before I let you go out with another man whether our marriage is real or not.” His gaze softened and he stroked my cheek with his thumb. “Mine. Always. Say you understand.” 

My chest tightened. 

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“I understand.” 

He nodded, satisfied with my answer. “You want to cum?” 

“Yes, Daddy.” 

He rocked my hips up and down, sliding his length through my slick folds. “You want to cum on this cock?” 

“Yes,” I moaned. 

The corner of his lips pulled up in a dark smirk. “Then take it.” 

He reached for the nipple clamps and took them off, tossing them onto the floor. And then he leaned back into. the seat, arms on the armrest, legs wide open, gaze trained on mine. A shiver racked through my spine. 

He wasn’t joking. He wanted me to take what I wanted. 

My heartbeat quickened. Bracing myself on his shoulders, I lifted up slightly and lowered myself onto him, crying out loud as he stretched me wide, filled me up and took every inch of me as though he was specially carved for my body. 

Alaric’s groan matched my moan, and his eyes dropped down to where we were connected. “Phenomenal,” he murmured. And then, “Ride me, Meadow.” 

At his command, I began to move. Up and down. Slowly. Hands on his shoulders while I tried my best to keep my eyes on his. Alaric didn’t touch me, he just watched me with hooded eyes. 

I increased my pace slightly, rolling my hips while I ground down on him. I could feel his piercings scrape my wall gently with every single movement, and my eyes rolled back in my head from the intensity. 

“Alaric…” I whimpered, sliding my hands down from his shoulder to his bare chest. I wanted him to touch me, to guide me. To fuck me instead of just staring at me like… like he was in AWE of me. 

I could feel my release getting closer, my breath catching in my throat as the coil in the bottom of my stomach grew tighter and tighter. 

“Tell me,” he said simply. “Tell me what you want.” 

I swallowed. “I want you to touch me. Please,” I breathed. The words were barely out before Alaric gripped my waist with one hand and started to meet my rhythm with hard, upward thrusts that nearly made me go blind with pleasure. 

He was so thick and lengthy and deep and… perfect. 

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, leaning in to capture my lips with his while his other hand massaged my breasts and played with my nipple. “So damn beautiful that I don’t even know what to do with you.” 

My head felt so light, my skin hot to the touch. I was so close. 

“I want you to cum,” he said. “I want you to lose your fucking mind.” 

“I’m… I’m close… so close-” 

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“Do it, then,” he growled, slamming into me so hard. “Cum all over me, Meadow.” 

That. Was. It. 

My orgasm tore through me so violently. I screamed Alaric’s name as my body convulsed, my core muscles clenching around him, my thighs trembling so much I couldn’t control them. Alaric held me through my orgasm, fucking me through it until I was sobbing from the overstimulation. 

He met my forehead with his. “I love you, Meadow,” he whispered. And then he buried himself deep one last time and groaned as he came, filling me up so well that his cum even spilled out around his cock. 

“I love you too,” I choked out. 

For a long moment, we remained in that position, sweaty and breathless. Wrapped in each other. Alaric’s hand slid into my hair and he pulled me into his chest, holding me close as he whispered, “That’s my good girl.” 

My chest warmed, but I couldn’t find the strength to say one word. I just nodded and melted into him while my heart continued to pound. 

“Can you forgive me?” he asked after a long moment of silence. 

“For what?” I asked. 

Alaric’s mouth twitched. “Did you forget already?” he murmured. “Everything, Meadow. For being a complete dick to you, for hiding the truth… everything.” He swallowed, and I noticed the guilt that crossed his eyes. Baby, I-” 

“Hey…” I murmured, shaking my head. “I forgave you from the moment you ate me out on my kitchen counter.” 

Alaric chuckled heartily and something I couldn’t explain filled my heart. “I’m serious,” I continued, biting my lip to hide my smile. “I love you, Alaric. I could never stay mad at you for too long. Matter of fact-” 

I cut myself off, wondering if I should’ve confessed to him. 

Alaric noticed, because of course, he did. “Matter of fact what?” 

I played with his hair. “Ths reason I got all dressed was because I wanted you to see me at Clarissa’s opening event,” I confessed softly. “I wore this for you, Alaric.” 

His gaze darkened and… oh god. 

His cock jumped inside me. 

“Really?” he asked, grinning right before he attacked my neck with wet kisses. “You got all dressed up for me?” 

“Mm hm. I was hoping to see you there and… you know… play hard to get.” He started to swell inside me and a fresh wave of heat traveled to my core. 

He cocked a brow. “Thank you for your honesty.” And then he paused. “Although, I don’t see how that would have been possible, seeing as the event didn’t hold.” 

My eyes widened. “It didn’t?” 

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The expression on Alaric’s face was mischievous enough for me to know that he had something to do with that.” Is there a story I’m missing here?” 

Alaric rose to his feet, dick still inside me as he wrapped my thighs around him. “I’ll tell you in a bit,” he rasped, moving us until I felt him lowering me onto the bed. “We’re a little busy right now.”