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.

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

I was a White Queen, at least almost. I knew him well enough to know he

this work?” I asked, knowing

the flakes of amber around his

to get a better view of

rule in an

silence me then reaching down to run the back

that only he had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in my throat as I held

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

lip in a bid to open up to 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 low in my throat as his hands caressed

at his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this

arching 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 lifted me up, holding me by my bottom

new one,” he growled as he pulled the remains of the dress down over my

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 at me for a

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

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

out 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

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

mouth, sucking on my

me was okay with this being the only way

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

you, too,” I said against his neck as his movements slowed and became more deliberate. He was taking his sweet time, and soon I was

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

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

soft rustling outside the door, and then a scratch, then another. Xander

in bed, nearly elbowing Xander in the face as I threw off the

even 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 the darkened hallway, and Xander sucked

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

matter-of-factly as I patted Duck on

his mouth as he leaned