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 only inches away

enough to know he didn’t just want me to gain access

this work?” I asked, knowing

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

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

an entirely

out,” he interrupted, holding his hand out to silence me then reaching down to run

his touch ignited that spark within me that only he had access too. I swallowed, working against the lump in my throat as I held

and the edge of my jaw. His breath tickled my ear and neck as his lips lingered on my skin, sending

grazing my lower lip in a bid to open up to him, to

And I did.

freeing my breasts from the fabric. I sighed low in my throat as his

at his shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way,

surprise, but before I could protest the

remains of the dress down over my thighs. The silken fabric grazed my naked

dress, and garters around my upper thighs to hold up the sheer silk stockings that covered my calves. He stared at me for

were you wearing all of this for?” he

he slid a finger under one of the garters and pulled it, snapping it back

him, for the feeling of his heated skin on my bare breast and his touch between my legs. He pulled my panties to the side, and in a single thrust, sheathed himself to the

out, panting as my nails bit into his skin. I held onto him for dear life, tangling

sucking on my lower lip as I cried

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

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

time, and soon I was riding another wave of pleasure that shot from my core all the way down to

thrum of the party still sending vibrations through the floor. Every once in a while he’d speak, lingering on the

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

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

sounded through the room, and I sat straight 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

wide as the desperately old dog limped into the room, his lean

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

out of the side of his mouth as he leaned against