Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 10 : Passion in the Night

*Lena*

"Kiss me," he breathed again, the words sending a ripple of gooseflesh over my arms.

I hesitated, suddenly wrecked by nerves. I'd never even kissed anyone before. I hadn't even thought about it, to be honest. I’d been so wrapped up in my studies, so wholly devoted to a future that had always seemed so incredibly out of reach that I’d sacrificed everything else in my life in order to reach my goals. Xander had experience. He knew how to do these things. He had done some of them, in fact, not even an hour ago with Jen.

I almost pulled away just thinking about him kissing her, but now Xander was standing only inches from me, his voice fueling the embers of desire that he'd awoken only a week before, when he put himself between me and Slate.

"I don't know how," I whispered, bowing my head.

He caught me by the chin, lifting my face to meet his gaze again. I was on the edge of taking a step away from the me I'd always been... and on the other side of that edge?

I was ready to give in.

"I'm surprised by that,” he said, tilting his head to look at me fully. His face was contorted in the nearly pitch black of the room, little beams of light from the window highlighting his cheekbones and lips as he leaned forward. "You're beautiful, you know. You have to know that.'

I couldn't answer him. His nose brushed mine, his breath tickling my cheek as he leaned down to kiss my jaw. I closed my eyes, finding it hard to breathe.

His lips met mine in the gentlest kiss. I felt warm all over as his arms wrapped around me, running down the length of my back as he pulled me closer, pressing me against his chest.

"That wasn't so bad," he said, resting his forehead against mine.

His hand was pressed against my lower back, his finger curling and digging into my skin. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make his desire known.

I closed my eyes as his mouth met mine once again, but this time the kiss was more intense. He reached up to cup my cheek, willing me to deepen the kiss. He ran his tongue along my lower lip, parting my lips with his tongue as he slowly began to devour me with his mouth.

My knees were absolutely useless. I felt myself beginning to crumble in his arms, but he was holding me upright, pressing me against him so tightly my breasts were pressing into his bare chest. I could feel his arousal hard against my belly, nothing separating US but his boxers and my thin cotton pajamas.

My own desire was at an all-time high. I was ready to give in fully, blinded by lust and need. So, when he took a step forward and guided me down on top of our sleeping bags, I didn't protest. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him into a deeper, hungrier kiss. He was holding himself up on one elbow, his other hand running down the length of my belly and hip until he reached underneath me, cupping my ass in his hand.

He was settled between my legs, his cock pressed against my inner thigh. My core was aching, and I was suddenly desperate for him. For all of him.

T*ck,' he groaned, breaking away from the kiss to kiss my neck, then my collarbone. His free hand went under my shirt, his touch warm against my skin as he explored, inching closer and closer to my breasts.

I was panting, gripping the back of his neck for dear life as his kisses trailed along the exposed skin above the collar of my shirt.

"You've never done any of this before," he whispered against my skin, more to himself than to me..

I shook my head, unable to think of anything but the way his touch was setting me on fire.

"Do you want to?‘

"Yes-'

vibration through the cottage that made the bed tremble. Xander shot up, shielding me

was that?" I whispered as he adjusted his weight so he was sitting beside me instead of leaning over me. A rush of cool air washed over my body

a scream outside, and then the sound of people running. I heard Bethany call out as she ran past the cabin, her voice a frantic,

got up, frantically searching the ground for my socks and slippers but he grabbed my arm, shaking

said gruffly, letting me go and pulling on

broken as I pulled on my slippers and pushed past him, fetching my thickest

the living room, trying to reach the door before me,

down the porch steps, Xander cursing under his breath

flickering off into the distance, toward the barn. All of the lights were

Xander bellowed, passing me in

ear-piercing scream in the distance, and Xander broke into a sprint, disappearing from view

after him, tripping and falling to my knees twice as I ran past the bunkhouse, warehouse, and barn. Everyone was running into the fields along the path that cut through the grain, toward the firepit where we had all been not more than two

the distance. I stopped, panting as I tried to catch my breath. Xander pushed

to back away, turning their

face pale and glossed with terror as

I didn't know, took her by the elbow, leading her away. I watched as they started down the path back toward the bunkhouse, but Jen stopped, doubling over and

me out of the way as he moved in on the

them walking several paces backward and standing shellshocked with wide eyes as Henry

crossing my arms over my chest as I walked forward. I hesitated for a moment, seeing someone else run off

stood behind them and

an animal at some point, but what kind, I could no longer tell. Its body was

soaked the ground and was splattered

had torn it to absolute

anyone witness this?" Xander cried out, looking

No one spoke.

I whispered to Xander, but

at Henry, who was looking down at the unrecognizable creature, his paw

of breath. "Take everyone back

and the group was quickly rounded

I were

here," Henry said, reaching out to touch the dead creature with a catch in his voice. He scooped it into his arms and lifted it as though it weighed

my mouth with my hands as Henry turned, walking past

Lena," Xander said, void of any and all expression. He placed his hand on my back, gently,

"What was that thing?"

please," he said, his voice catching. He cleared his throat, his shoulders tight with tension as

"Xander, what was it!?"

the bunkhouse, their voices a faint murmur as we passed the building. They were arguing, and I could hear Bethany trying desperately to keep