Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
Chapter 649

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 649

CHAPTER 149 : WEDDED MATES

*Lena*

Xander's hands roughly looked for a way to get me out of my dress, but even I didn’t know wherethe clasps of my bodice began. He looked me in the eyes, those obsidian, crimson-flaked poolsglittering with mischief as he grabbed a fistful of fabric from my skirt and tore the skirt open in onesingle motion.

“Xander!”

“I'll buy you a new one,” he growled, bending over me to nip me right above my hipbone, throughthe fabric of my shift.

A flood of desire washed over me, and suddenly the last thing on my mind was the dress. Hescooped me into his arms so I was standing and began to tear at the dress, finally replaceing the claspsand freeing me of the tight bodice. I was left in nothing but the shift, which clung to my heated skinas he backed me against the wall. He was panting, but some of the animalistic desire left his eyes ashe looked at me. He ran the back of his fingers over my jaw, and I turned into his touch.

“You are beautiful,” he whispered, brushing his lips against mine.

“I love you,” I said against his lips as he stole the words from my mouth with a deep kiss, his tonguedarting against mine.

He hiked my shift over my waist and pressed against me, running his hands down the swell of myhips. He cupped my ass, lifting me off the ground as though I weighed nothing.

"Wrap your legs around my waist,” he commanded, the tone of his voice sending a shiver of red-hotanticipation down my spine. He groaned low in his throat as my slit brushed against the crown ofhis c**k, a soft murmur of approval leaving his lips as he felt how ready I was for him. “Good girl.”That was enough for me to lose it. I held onto his shoulder as he slid inside of him, burying himselfto the hilt on one gentle thrust. I choked on a moan, my fingernails digging into his arms as hethrust into me again, harder this time.

It was probably a little too soon to be having s*x after having a baby, but I was a White Queen.Those healing powers had to be good for something, right?

I rocked my hips against him as he drove himself into me, his hands fixed firmly on my hips with myback pinned against the wall. He cursed, kneading the fullness of my hips as he brushed kissesagainst my neck and shoulders, then carried me to the bed.

He fell on top of me and the tangle of remnants from my dress. I cried out as he reached betweenus to stroke my clit. My muscles locked around him and he gripped the sheets, chuckling low in histhroat.

“If you keep doing that,” he growled, “I'm not going to be able to hold on much longer.”

“Please,” I whimpered, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to reach my own climax

He choked out a breath at my movements, closing his eyes.

"Lena—"

I ran my nails down his shoulders, begging him for me.

He flipped me over so I was on my belly and grabbed me by the hips, pulling me back against him. Icould have screamed, but I stifled the throws of ecstasy ripping through my body by biting down onthe satin of my destroyed wedding dress to stop myself from screaming his name. I clamped myeyes shut as a soul-shaking orgasm rolled through me. Xander didn't hold back as he cried out myname, driving himself into me with one final thrust.

We collapsed onto the bed, my wedding dress in pieces all around us. I reached over and placed myarm over his chest. My legs were shaking, and my body fell into a blissful numbness that could haveput me to sleep had we not had our wedding reception to attend in a matter of minutes

“Don't fall asleep,” I whispered as I opened my eyes and looked over at Xander.

He had his eyes closed, his breathing starting to regulate.

“l'won't,” he smiled, blinking a few times before looking at me and brushing a lock of hair from myface. “You still have your tiara on-"

I totally forgot about that!”

"How are we going to explain the dress?”

I paused, running my tongue along my lower lip as I tried to come up with a good excuse for thelevel of utter destruction Xander and I had just caused.

"We need to get rid of the evidence,” I giggled, rolling over so I was tucked into the crook of hisarm. “How quickly do you think we can bury it?”

Thankfully, I had another white gown in my closet that ended up being perfect for the reception.Xander helped me dress and fix my hair before we gathered the remnants of my wedding dress intoa pile and stuffed it into a cabinet in a seldom used sitting room on the fourth floor with a plan todeal with it later.

The reception dress was much more sleek and simple compared to the satin cloud I'd worn to walkdown the aisle. Even better, I could nurse Alexis while wearing it, which was making the night somuch easier already.

I'd spent the last several hours mingling with my friends, family, and the wide array of guests who'dattended the ceremony. Xander and I were peppered in congratulations, and even had theopportunity to dance together as the sun began to set.

Now I was sitting alone, taking a breath as I cradled Alexis in my arms.

The rose garden sparkled with tea lights as I lounged in a chair near a bubbling fountain. Alexis hadfallen asleep, her mouth forming a perfect O as she tilted her head back against my arm. Mom cameup to me, handing me a fresh glass of sparkling apple cider.

“Your dad wants her,” she said with a smile as I placed Alexis in her arms. “He says he's going to givea toast soon.”

I looked toward the silken tents that had been erected in the fields. The sun was setting fully,casting a golden glow over the castle grounds. The tall grasses had been mowed, leaving acres andacres of space for all of the children to spread out and run to their hearts’ desire while the adultguests mingled over glasses of champagne and wine.

Xander and I had decided against a formal sit-down dinner, opting for a buffet style instead, whichallowed our guests to mingle in small groups through the grounds. Sprays of fresh flowers lined thewalkways snaking through the grounds and the gardens, and the air was thick with the scent ofmagnolia and hyacinth.

It was perfect, every detail.

I followed Mom through the garden, stopping to look at a group of little girls who were playing inthe corner. Narcissa was among them, two little girls weaving roses into her hair. Narcissa, aterrifying vampire goddess, was playing with dolls with the little girls sitting around her, one ofthem Sasha. I smiled, feeling tears begin to well in my eyes as Narcissa looked up at me, a beamingsmile on her face.

I'd never known someone so thoroughly loving.

“She's been keeping all the kids busy,” Mom said as she smiled warmly and nodded her head atNarcissa, who bent back down to continue playing with the girls.

"Are their parents okay with it?" I whispered.

Mom nodded, her brows arched in surprise. “Yes, actually. Narcissa introduced herself to practicallyeveryone who attended the ceremony. Several Lunas who brought their young ones have asked herto come home with them to help with their children, jokingly... I think. Some of them might beserious. Narcissa is incredible.”

"She doesn’t seem like a several thousand-year-old vampire goddess, does she?" I replied, smilingto myself as Narcissa's laughter drifted through the air.

“None of the vampires are what we assumed.”

And there had been several vampires at our wedding.

Zeke and Penny were ruling over the vampire settlement in Crimson Creek now. Kiern had steppeddown as queen. All three of them had been in attendance during the ceremony, as well as Gideon,Alma, and their brothers. Kiern and Alma had sat together, which warmed my heart exponentially.Kiern had mentioned to me once that Alma was her niece. I wondered if I'd ever get a moment tohear that story, as well as learn the details about King Costas, who hadn't been the man we thoughthe was after all.

The vampires had stood out during the ceremony in their dark clothing to shield themselves fromthe sun, but now that darkness was falling over the castle ground, they looked just like us, acted justlike us, and seemed to be having a great time as I made my way back toward the tents.

My friends were currently tearing up the dance floor, music blaring as I smiled and watched Abigailwrap her arms around Adrian’s waist and drag him onto the dance floor, not taking no for ananswer. Xander was talking to a group of Alphas, his tuxedo unbuttoned and his bow tie slightlycrooked. He caught my eye and winked before turning back to his conversation.

A microphone screeched and several people covered their ears as Dad tapped on the mic a fewtimes, grimacing an apology. Xander was at my side in an instant, his arm snaking over my shoulder.“I'd like to take a moment to thank you all for attending my daughter's wedding. I couldn“t behappier for her, and my son-in-law Alexander. Grab another drink and let's raise a toast"

Dad stopped talking, his eyes narrowing toward the back of the crowded tent. I turned to follow hisgaze but couldn't see over the swell of people behind us. Xander turned, then stiffened, his armfalling down my back.

“What is it?"

Elaine came up behind me, clutching Bethany's arm as the two women, who were both taller than Iwas, looked toward the far end of the tent.

The crowd began to part, but Xander didn’t move. I looked back at Dad, who lowered themicrophone and then dropped it onto the ground, the sound of the impact thundering over thespeakers.

“I'm really sorry I missed the ceremony.”

I whirled around, face to face with Oliver. I launched myself into his arms, pressing my cheek againsthis chest as he bent to rest his cheek against the top of my head. “I'm an asshole.”

“It's alright,” I whispered, feeling tears begin to well in my eyes. I heard him murmur a similarapology to Xander, but then he stopped talking entirely, his body going rigid.

I squeezed him a little tighter, a tear rolling down my cheek as I realized what, and who, had madehim go quiet.

“You,” he whispered, and not to me.

"Hey," Elaine said in a choked whisper.