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

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

work?” I asked, knowing he’d understand the

my eye, the flakes

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

in an entirely

he interrupted, holding his hand out to silence me then reaching down to run the back of knuckles

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

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

in a bid to open up to him, to

And I did.

him back with as much fervor as 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 caressed my breasts, kneading them against his palms as

shooting

sucked in my breath in surprise, but before I could protest the destruction of

over my thighs. The silken fabric grazed my

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

who were you wearing all of this for?” he asked, his voice gravely

my breath catching in my throat as he slid a finger under one of the garters and pulled

of his pants in a split second, climbing on top of me 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 and his touch between my legs. He pulled my panties to the side, and in a single thrust, sheathed

skin. I held onto him for dear life, tangling my fingers in his

against my mouth, sucking on my lower

that he did. And part of me was okay with

up, f*****g, breaking up again. If I was going back to Mirage, well,

and became more deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon I was riding

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

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

then another. Xander stirred, turning his head to look over at

through the room, and I sat straight up in bed, nearly elbowing Xander in the face as I threw off the

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

wide as the desperately old dog limped into the room, his lean silver body curved

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

out of the side of his mouth as he leaned against