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.

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

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

asked, knowing he’d understand

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

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

an

holding his hand out to silence me

ignited that spark within me that only he had access too. I swallowed, working

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 as his lips met

a bid to open up to him, to let him

And I did.

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

his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way, and that way, pinging off the far

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 lifted me

a new one,” he growled as he pulled the remains of the dress down over my thighs. The

color as my dress, and garters around my upper

all of this for?” he

a finger under one of the

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

dear life, tangling my fingers in his hair as

love you,” he whispered against my mouth, sucking on my lower lip as I cried out in

he did. And part of me was

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

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

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

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

scratch, then another.

bed, nearly elbowing Xander in the face as

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

hell is that?” he asked, eyes wide as the desperately old dog limped into

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

mouth as he leaned against my leg, his large eyes glassy with