Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 562

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 562

Chapter 62 : Open Up to Him

*Lena*

Xander shut my bedroom door behind him, the sound of the party going on downstairs dying down to faint vibration as he snapped the lock shut.

I closed my eyes as I walked forward, chasing the moonlight filtering through the silken curtains letting in the breeze off the balcony.

Maybe I’d been wrong. I’d been looking at this all the wrong way. For so long, being a White Queen meant losing control of my own destiny.

But Xander had been… he’d been right. I’d be queen. I’d have responsibilities, sure. I’d have a duty to my lands, my people, and my family.

But I’d still be me, deep down. Right?

“Do you need help with that?”

I hadn’t realized I was fumbling with the laces on the back of my dress until Xander’s voice filled the room. I felt his fingers against my back, his fingertips grazing my skin as he undid each strap. I felt my bodice loosen, and clasped my breasts to prevent my dress from falling as I turned around to face him.

I meant to thank him, but before I could say anything at all, he said, “Did anyone mention the mark?”

He traced it with his finger, the feeling of his skin on mine sending a thrill of heat through me.

“I’m sure people saw.”

“And what do you think they’ll say?”

“I don’t really care,” I whispered, closing my eyes as he continued to run his touch over my mark, then my collarbone.

“That’s a first,” he breathed, a hint of mirth in his voice.

“Thank you for helping me with my dress. You can go now.” I set my jaw, staring up into his eyes. My body was screaming for him not to go. But my heart and my mind were fighting over what was right.

We’d broken up, right? There was a reason for that. Xander hadn’t told me the whole truth. Not even a sliver of it. We’d gone to the wedding together, technically, even though I’d spent the majority of the reception with my friends and then on the beach with him and Charlie.

everything he now knew about me, he was still here, standing only inches away

I was a White Queen, at least almost. I knew him well enough to know he didn’t just want me

would this work?” I asked,

at the mark, tracing it like he was in some sort of trance. He met my eye, the flakes of amber around his irises faintly yellow in the

the side to get a better view of my face. “But it sounds like we have a few weeks to come up with

rule in an entirely

holding his hand out to silence me

within me that only he had access too. I

my cheek, the tip of my nose, and the edge of my jaw. His breath tickled my ear and neck as his lips lingered on my skin,

in a bid to open up to

And I did.

my breasts from the fabric. I sighed low in my throat

shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way, and

at seams. I sucked in my breath in surprise, but before I

remains of the dress down over my thighs. The

as my dress, and garters around my upper thighs to hold up the sheer silk stockings that covered my calves. He stared at me for a moment, his eyes drifting down from my navel

you wearing all of this for?” he asked,

catching in my throat as he slid a finger under

and covering my neck and chest in kisses. I arched my back, desperate for him, for the feeling of his heated skin on my bare breast

him for dear life, tangling my fingers in

whispered against my mouth, sucking on my

I knew that he did. And part of me was okay with this being the only way he could show me that

again. If I was going back to Mirage, well, at least I’d have this night to look back on

said against his neck as his movements slowed and became more deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon I was riding another wave of

have been at it for hours, I didn’t know. But eventually, I closed my eyes with my head resting against his arm and his body curled around mine. Neither of us slept deeply, not with the thrum of the party still sending vibrations through the floor. Every once in a while he’d speak, lingering on the edge of sleep, and give me some idea or

Xander finally drifted into sleep, but I remained awake, lost in

and then a scratch, then another.

sounded through the room, and I sat straight up in bed, nearly

even think–” Grabbing my robe, I padded over to the door as Xander sat up in surprise, his eyes trailing

old dog limped into the room, his lean silver body

I said matter-of-factly as I patted Duck on

of his mouth as

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