Fallen 85

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Alaric’s POV:

‘Something tells me you mean to break her too.‘

Those were the exact words Clarissa had said to me a few days ago in Vegas. And those were the most untrue words I had ever heard in all my thirty–four years of being on this earth.

Maybe initially–yes. I wanted to ruin her and her sister. But that was before I got to know her. That was way before I got to feel her.

My intention wasn’t to break Meadow. It was to let her break me.

Last night’s events had been replaying like a fucking video in my mind. The way she had come apart around my cock, the way she trembled beneath my touch…

It was all too much. And I almost didn’t sleep in the room with her. I almost walked out of the room when she was fast asleep, but I didn’t.

I couldn’t walk away from her and give her another reason not to trust me when that was all I wanted from her–her trust. So I stayed, and I allowed myself to be consumed by her scent, her warmth, her body…

Meadow stirred in my arms and I could tell that she was waking up. She moaned softly, curling into my chest, and blood rushed straight down to my groin. I started to play with her hair, running my hand through it as I reveled in this moment.

Her hot breath fanned my chest as she yawned… and tensed. Meadow raised her head, her eyes snapping to my face. “You’re here,” she murmured sleepily.

“Morning,” I replied, smirking when she shivered from the sound of my voice.

“I’m surprised, Alaric,” she whispered, biting down on her bottom lip. “This is definitely a first. Wait, you didn’t go for your run? I thought you would never miss it.”

I kept stroking her hair while my other hand reached for her thigh and draped it over my waist. “I did. Went for a run an hour ago and came right back to bed.”

“Oh…” she breathed, her already flushed cheeks getting even more flushed. “That’s… why?”

My chest tightened. The fact that Meadow already knew what to expect from me shouldn’t have hurt me, but it did. And not only that. It made me realize all over again that I had lost my control because of her.

‘Because I wanted to be here with you,’ I almost said. ‘I wanted to watch you sleep and watch you wake up with a beautiful smile on your face.‘

But I didn’t say any of that. Instead, I pressed a kiss to her temple. “I want to apologize for my behavior that night,” I murmured against her skin. “I shouldn’t have said the things I said to you.” I didn’t apologize

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for pushing her away.

I knew that it was going to happen again whether I meant it to or not. “Sorry I hurt you with my words,

baby.”

Meadow’s mouth turned down into a frown, and she looked away from me even as she tightened her grip on my arm. “It’s the truth though, isn’t it?” I almost didn’t hear her because of how tiny her voice sounded. She looked back at me. “I keep giving my sister so many chances no matter what she does to me. And I

know it’s not healthy, but… I love her. And there’s nothing you’ll ever say, no truth you’ll ever lay out that

would make me abandon her.” She swallowed.

“So if there’s anything you should be sorry about, it’s leaving me here all alone…” Meadow trailed off, her eyes widening as she gasped. “And watching me without my permission, you jerk!”

She was trying to change the subject from Juniper to us, and I didn’t fucking mind that.

Her hand came down hard on my chest. “Where else do you have cameras set up? Have you been

watching me in my bedroom?”

Amusement trickled into my chest and my mouth twitched. I ran my hand up and down the thigh that

was around my waist, making my way to her bare ass. “Yes,” I admitted. No use in lying. “Sometimes.”

Her lips parted in surprise. “And the bathroom?”

Meadow’s eyes fluttered as I squeezed her ass..“You sure you want to know the answer to that?” I teased. I

didn’t have cameras put up in the bathroom, but something told me that Meadow wouldn’t even mind if I

did.

Her cheeks reddened and she slapped my chest again. “You’re such a pervert.”

I caught her hand in mind, jerking her hard against me. “Am I?”

Her gaze dropped to my mouth as I stuck my tongue out to lick my lips. “I’ll show you just how much of a

pervert I can be. Come here.”

The moment I pulled her on top of me, Meadow gasped. My cock threatened to burst out of my shorts as

her ass landed on it.

She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine even before I could do it. A low groan rumbled in my throat and I kissed her right back, sticking my tongue into her mouth the moment she sighed.

This was fucking surreal. This… here. With her.

I trailed my hand down her waist to her ass, grinding her lower half against my bulge. I could already feel her soaking through my shorts.

“You’re a fucking water park, Meadow.”

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She giggled against my mouth. “Is that a good thing?”

“Fuck, yes, it is.” I reached my hand around her hips to her wet slit, stroking her from her pussy to her clit and back. And then I scooted backward until my back was against the headboard and Meadow was straddling my waist.

“Take my cock out, baby,” I murmured against her neck. Meadow shivered, immediately doing as I asked. Her hands trailed down my chest and abdomen before reaching for my shorts. And then she pulled it down until my cock sprung out.

Meadow’s expression whenever she saw my cock was priceless. It was like she couldn’t believe what she was looking at. Her eyes drifted to mine as she took it in her hand. My jaw ticked.

I could see the question in her eyes before she even asked it. “Did it hurt when you… when you got this?” She was referring to my Jacob’s ladder piercings.

I stroked her hair. “You know it didn’t.”

Her brows drew together. “Is that why you got it? And the tattoos? To feel pai-”

I cut her off abruptly by raising her hips and slamming her down onto my cock without any warning.

Meadow cried out. “Fuck!”

“If I wanted a fucking therapy session, I’d pay for it, Meadow.”

“Alaric, I’m so sore…” she whimpered, resting her forehead against mine.

“Fuck, I’m sorry baby,” I rasped before capturing her lips with mine. “You feel so fucking…”

I trailed off as realization slammed into me. I froze, and so did Meadow. When our eyes met, her lips parted in shock as her eyes shone with unshed tears.

Fuck.

“You’re not wearing a condom,” she whispered.

“I know,” I gritted out. None of us moved. I could have easily reached for a condom wrapper in the drawer, but I didn’t. Because she felt too good. Too fucking good. Her pussy clamped around my cock like it never wanted to let go. “We need to get you on birth control, baby.”

Meadow moved. She ground her hips against mine and I damn near lost it. I had never fucked without a condom before. Never. But somehow, I had managed to lose my fucking control and forgot about it.

Although I didn’t regret it.

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She rose on her knees and sat back down again. Slowly, eyes on mine as she did so.

“Meadow.” My warning was a low growl.

“My period is really close,” she said against my mouth. “And I trust that you’re clean so… we should be

safe.”

“I’m going to lose my damn mind because of you, Meadow,” I groaned.

“Not yet,” she said, kissing me again and she started to move her hips. “You can lose it after I make you

come.”

Meadow’s little moans vibrated against my mouth as she rode me, grinding her hips down and up. There was nothing between us now. No condom, just her slick heat gripping my cock so hard I forgot how to fucking breathe.

“Christ, Meadow…” My head fell back against the headboard as her tits brushed against my chest with every movement. “Your pussy feels so fucking heavenly like this.”

“Yeah?” she moaned, raking her fingers down my chest. “I’m glad you think so, daddy.”

Warmth gathered in the bottom of my stomach. Clenching my jaw, I dragged her down onto my cock again with brutal force. She gasped. “How sore are you on a scale of one to ten?” I asked.

She didn’t hesitate. “Six, but I can manage.”

“Good,” I grunted. “Because I’m sick of these slow strokes.”

I didn’t let her say anything before I tightened my grip around her hips and began to slam her down onto me, thrusting hard into her at the same time.

It wasn’t long before the first shiver ran down my spine. “Fuck, baby, I’m close,” I rasped. “Tell me you’re fucking close because I’m not sure if I can hold it in any longer.”

I wasn’t even done talking before Meadow’s warm pussy clamped down on my cock and a whimper escaped her mouth.

The sound of her wet pussy clinging to my cock, the way she tightened nonstop around me especially when I hit her deeply… Fucking phenomenal.

We were both close to our release, and we didn’t take our eyes off each other for one second. Meadow clawed at my chest and shoulders, crying out as she came. And I followed not long after, my body tensing as my cock pulsed, releasing spurts of cum into her pussy.

We were barely even down from our high when a cold voice cut into the atmosphere.

“Is this how you welcome your mother to your home, Mein Herz?”

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Both Meadow and I completely froze.

Fucking hell.

“Get out, Mother.”

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Fallen

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha Native Language: English

Fallen Summary & Review: Fallen

Meadow Russell arrives at an upscale hotel, heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. She’s about to marry the love of her life, Tyler, in a small, private ceremony — just the two of them. Clutching her bag, she approaches the front desk with a smile. “Hi, I have a reservation. Meadow Russell.”

But from the very first second, something feels off.

The receptionist’s red-painted lips curl into a mocking sneer, and her colleague exchanges a strange look with her. Meadow’s cheerful tone falters as confusion settles in. The woman scoffs, “You’re kidding, right?” The disbelief in her tone makes Meadow’s stomach twist. She frowns, insisting there must be a mistake, but both receptionists continue to look at her with something close to pity — and something else she can’t quite name.

Then comes the shocker.

According to the hotel records, she’s already checked in. Two hours ago. With a man. The receptionist even claims to have spoken with her — complimenting her “cute top.” The same white crop top with the word “BRIDE” written across it that she’s wearing now.

Meadow tries to rationalize it. Maybe Tyler had checked in under her name. Maybe it’s a simple mix-up. She laughs nervously and explains that her fiancé must have done it for convenience. But both receptionists seem unconvinced. One of them finally sighs and hands her a spare keycard, muttering, “I hope you get things sorted out.”

On her way up to the room, Meadow’s heart pounds in her chest. Something feels horribly wrong, but she refuses to believe it. Tyler would never do anything to hurt her. They’ve been planning this wedding for months — their dream elopement. She tries to calm herself, breathing in and out as the elevator ascends, but her hands won’t stop shaking.

When she finally reaches the room and swipes the keycard, her worst fears materialize before her eyes.

The moment the door opens, the sound hits her first — muffled moans, heavy breathing, the rhythmic creak of the bed. Then she sees them.

Her twin sister, Juniper, straddling Tyler, his hands gripping her hips as he thrusts into her without restraint.

The world stops. The bag slips from Meadow’s trembling hands and lands with a soft thud. The scene before her feels like a cruel joke — something ripped out of a nightmare. Her vision blurs with tears, her body frozen in disbelief.

For a full minute, she just stands there. Watching. Waiting. Hoping someone would scream “gotcha” and end this cruel trick.

But there’s no misunderstanding to clear up. No mistake. No illusion.

Her twin sister moans again, whispering, “Yes, that’s it, baby,” as if to drive the knife deeper into Meadow’s heart.

Something inside her shatters.

“Juniper…? Tyler?” she finally manages to whisper, her voice barely recognizable.

They both turn, startled. Tyler’s face twists in shock, then panic. He pushes Juniper off him, stammering, “Meadow, I swear, I thought she was you!”

It’s a pathetic excuse. One that doesn’t even make sense.

Juniper doesn’t even bother covering herself. She just smirks, tossing her messy hair over her shoulder like a queen enjoying the chaos she’s created. “Oh, please,” she scoffs. “It’s time we drop the act. This has been going on for a while.”

Meadow stumbles back, staring between them. “What are you talking about?”

Her twin rolls her eyes. “You really didn’t think he loved you, did you?”

It hits Meadow all at once — the hotel mix-up, the receptionist’s strange looks, the duplicate “Meadow Russell” check-in. Juniper had stolen her identity, her name, her wedding — and the man she loved.

Tyler tries to approach her again, naked and unashamed. He grabs her jaw gently, his expression hard. “You thought I loved you, Meadow? No. Juni’s the love of my life.”

The words pierce like knives.

Every memory — every kiss, every late-night conversation, every promise he made — turns to ash. She had believed in him completely, trusted him with her heart. And all along, he’d been sharing that same intimacy with her twin sister.

Meadow stares at Juniper, still unable to process it. The last time she saw her twin was two years ago. They’d grown apart after Juniper’s endless trail of lies and manipulation had driven a wedge between them. Juniper had always been the beautiful, daring, chaotic one — the one who got what she wanted, no matter who she hurt. But never, not in her darkest thoughts, had Meadow imagined she would do this.

Juniper laughs again, the sound sharp and cruel. “She’s in shock, baby. Maybe we should help her out of her misery,” she says mockingly, then pulls Tyler into another kiss right in front of her.

That’s when Meadow realizes this isn’t a mistake. This isn’t a sudden betrayal. It’s a plan.

Her sister had known exactly what she was doing. She had tracked Meadow down, learned about the wedding, and swooped in like a vulture to destroy what little happiness she had built. The matching outfit, the fake check-in — all of it was deliberate.

The pain turns into rage. Her tears blur her sight, her breath coming out in shaky bursts. Every muscle in her body screams at her to turn around, to run far away from the two people who’ve just ripped her soul apart.

But she doesn’t move.

She stands there, trembling, her heart breaking piece by piece as she watches her sister smirk and her fiancé — her almost-husband — stand there unashamed, not even offering a shred of remorse.

Tyler and Juniper exchange a look, and she realizes — they’re enjoying this. They want her to see. To suffer.

Meadow’s hands ball into fists. She feels like she’s watching her life crumble in real time, and there’s nothing she can do but breathe through the ache and pray she doesn’t collapse.

Every part of her screams that this is the moment she loses everything — her trust, her love, her family.

And yet, deep inside, a spark ignites — not of despair, but of something darker. A promise that this won’t be the end of her story.

Because betrayal that deep doesn’t fade. It carves itself into your bones. And Meadow Russell — heartbroken, humiliated, and hollow — walks out of that hotel room knowing one thing for certain.

She will never forgive them.

And one day, they will both pay for what they’ve done.