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

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

this work?” I asked, knowing

sort of trance. He met my eye, the flakes of amber around his irises faintly yellow in the moonlight,

don’t know,” he answered, then tilted his head to the side to get a better view of my face. “But it sounds like we have a

rule in an entirely

his hand out to silence me then reaching

within me that only he had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in

my ear and neck as his lips lingered on my skin,

my lower lip in a bid

And I did.

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

buttons shooting this way, and that way,

but before I could protest the destruction of my dress, he lifted me up, holding me by my bottom and then tossing

the remains of the dress down over my

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

wearing all of this for?” he

I breathed, my breath catching in my throat as he slid a finger under one of

chest in kisses. I arched my back, desperate for him, for the

out, panting as my nails bit into his skin. I held onto him for dear life, tangling my fingers in his hair as he moved within me, bringing me closer and closer to the

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

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

up, f*****g, breaking up again. If I was going back to Mirage, well, at least I’d have this night to

neck as his movements slowed and became more deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon

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

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

door, and then a scratch, then another. Xander stirred,

up in bed, nearly elbowing Xander

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

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

matter-of-factly as I patted

lolled out of the side of his mouth as he leaned