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 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 there, something true,

asked, knowing

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

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

in an entirely different

interrupted, holding his hand out to silence me

access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in my throat as I

kiss against my 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

grazing my lower lip in a bid to open

And I did.

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

shooting this way, and

in my breath in surprise, but before I

a new one,” he growled as he pulled the remains of the dress down over my thighs. The silken fabric grazed my naked skin, sending a

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 moment, his eyes drifting down

wearing all of this for?”

you,” I breathed, my breath catching in my throat as he slid a finger under one of the garters and pulled it, snapping it

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 panties to the

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

my mouth, sucking on my lower lip as I cried out in

did. And part of me was okay with this being the

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

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

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,

but I remained awake, lost in the scent of

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

the room, and I sat straight up in bed,

Xander sat up in surprise, his eyes trailing my movements. I opened the door to the darkened

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

matter-of-factly as I patted Duck on

mouth as