Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

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.

me, he was still here, standing only

almost. I knew him well enough to know he didn’t just want me to gain access to my powers. There was something else

asked,

met my eye, the flakes of amber around his irises faintly

he answered, then tilted his head to the side to get a better view of my face. “But it sounds like we have a few

in an entirely different

it out,” he interrupted, holding his hand out to silence me then reaching down to run the

touch ignited that spark within me that only he had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in my throat as I held his

kiss against 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, sending little sparks of heat rippling over my body. I closed my eyes as his lips met

lip in a bid to open up to him, to let him

And I did.

of seconds he’d pulled my dress down, freeing my breasts from the fabric. I sighed low in my throat

ripped at his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way, and that way, pinging off the far

as he yanked hard on my bodice, ripping it open at seams. I sucked in my breath in surprise, but before I could

growled as he pulled the remains of the dress down over my thighs. The

were bare and fully exposed to him, dusted with the moonlight drifting through the open door leading out onto the balcony. I was wearing lacy red lingerie, however, the same color as my dress, and garters around my upper thighs to hold up the

of this for?” he asked, his voice gravely

he slid a finger under one of the garters and

in kisses. I arched my back, desperate for him, for the feeling of his heated skin on my bare

I held onto him for dear life, tangling my fingers in his hair as he moved within me, bringing me closer and closer to

he whispered against my mouth, sucking on

did. And part of me was okay

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

more deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon I was riding another wave of pleasure that shot from my core all the way down to

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

when Xander finally drifted into sleep, but I remained awake, lost in the scent of him and the feeling of his skin

outside the door, and then a scratch, then another. Xander stirred, turning his head to look over at

and I sat straight up in bed, nearly elbowing Xander in

over to the door as Xander sat up in surprise, his

old dog limped into the room, his lean silver

is Duck,” I said matter-of-factly as I patted

of his mouth as he leaned