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.

after everything that had happened, and everything he now knew about me, he was

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 my powers. There was something else

I asked, knowing he’d understand the

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

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

rule in an entirely

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

he had access too.

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

in a bid

And I did.

dress down, freeing my breasts from the fabric. I sighed low in my throat as his hands caressed my breasts, kneading

his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting

a brow as he yanked hard on my bodice, ripping it open at seams. I sucked in my breath in surprise, but before I could protest the destruction of my dress, he

over my thighs. The silken fabric grazed my naked skin, sending a rush of heat through my core

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 sheer silk stockings that covered my calves. He stared

this for?” he asked, his voice gravely and

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

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

into his skin. I held onto him for dear life, tangling

mouth, sucking on

believed him. I knew that he did. And part of me was okay with this being the only

I was going back to Mirage,

deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon I was riding another wave of pleasure

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 idea or option about how we

Xander finally drifted into sleep, but I remained

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

up in bed, nearly elbowing Xander in the face

my robe, I padded over to the door as Xander sat up in surprise, his eyes trailing my movements. I opened the door to the darkened hallway,

that?” he asked, eyes wide as the desperately old dog limped into the room, his lean

I said matter-of-factly as

out of the side of his mouth as he leaned against my leg,