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.

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

not because 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

I asked, knowing he’d understand

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

head to the side to get a better view of my

rule in an entirely different

interrupted, holding his hand out to silence me then reaching down

had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in

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

he kissed me fully, his tongue grazing my lower lip in a bid to open up to

And I did.

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 he backed me up against

shell buttons shooting this way, and that way, pinging off the far

in my breath in surprise, but before I could protest the destruction of my dress, he lifted me

dress down over my thighs.

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 sheer silk stockings that covered my calves.

for?” he asked,

finger under one of the garters and

my back, desperate for him, for the feeling of his

cried out, panting as my nails bit into his skin. I held onto him for dear life, tangling my fingers in his hair

sucking on my lower lip as I cried out in

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

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 cherish, whatever may come

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

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

finally drifted into sleep, but I remained awake, lost in the scent of him

then another.

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

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

he asked, eyes wide as the desperately old

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

the side of his mouth as