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.

he now knew about me, he was still here, standing only

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

work?” I asked, knowing he’d

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 moonlight, like little sparks of fire against dark, endless

know,” he answered, then tilted his head to the side to get a better view of my face. “But it sounds like we have a few weeks to come

rule in an entirely

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

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

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.

a bid to open up

And I did.

matter of seconds he’d pulled my dress down, freeing my breasts from the fabric. I sighed

shirt, little tortoise shell buttons shooting this way, and that

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

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

my dress, and garters around my upper thighs

of this for?” he asked, his voice gravely

slid a finger under one of the garters and pulled

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 on my

for dear life, tangling

you,” he whispered against my mouth, sucking on my lower lip as I

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

breaking up again. If I was going back to Mirage,

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

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

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

outside the door, and then a scratch, then

I sat straight up in bed, nearly elbowing Xander in

Xander sat up in surprise,

old dog limped into the room, his lean silver body curved

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

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