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.

about me, he was still here,

well enough to know he didn’t just want me to gain access to my powers. There

asked, knowing

was looking 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 moonlight, like little sparks of fire against dark, endless

to get a better view of my face.

rule in an

out to silence me then reaching down to run the back of knuckles along

only he had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in my throat

His breath tickled my ear and neck as his lips lingered on my skin, sending little sparks of heat rippling

my lower lip in a bid to

And I did.

he had shown me, and in a matter of seconds he’d pulled my dress down, freeing my breasts from the fabric. I sighed low in my throat as his hands

ripped at his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way, and that way,

bodice, ripping it open at seams. I sucked in my breath in surprise, but before I could protest the destruction of my dress, he lifted me up,

of the dress down over my thighs. The silken fabric grazed my

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 sheer silk stockings that covered my calves. He stared

wearing all of this for?”

breathed, my breath catching in my throat as 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 breast and his touch between my legs. He pulled my panties to the side, and in a single thrust, sheathed himself to the

life, tangling my fingers in his hair as he moved within me,

you,” he whispered against my mouth, sucking on my

part of me was okay with this being the only way he could

been playing this game for months; making up, f*****g, breaking up again. If I was going back to Mirage, well, at least I’d have this night to look back on

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

body curled around mine. Neither of us slept deeply, not with the thrum of the

into sleep, but I remained awake, lost in the scent

the door, and then a scratch, then another. Xander stirred, turning his head to

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

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

he asked, eyes wide as the desperately old dog limped into the room,

Duck,” I said matter-of-factly as

lolled out of the side of his mouth as he leaned